Page 79 of Finally Forever
“Lean forward,” he instructs, as he removes my hands from behind his neck and lowers them to my sides.
I do as he says and feel him deeper inside me.
“Keep your elbows locked,” he says and takes my wrists, pinning my arms back as he slams into me with more force than ever before.
It rubs that new spot inside me, drawing moan after moan from my lips.
He continues hammering into me, our wet bodies slapping together. The dominating way he restrains my arms leaves me helpless to take what he gives, and I love it. That combined with the sensations and pleasure at this new angle drive me to a blissful land where only he exists.
“You feel so good, baby. So fucking good, like you were made for me.” He pants around the words.
His praise floods me with more desire. My skin pulls tight, my muscles coiled and straining with the need to keep going? To come? I don’t know which. Incoherent words leave my lips. He bends me over farther, forcing me to put more weight on my legs. I feel him even deeper. It’s like he’s everywhere, owning me in a way he never has before. My head grows light, no doubt from lack of oxygen and overexerting my energy, but I can’t stop.
I don’t know I’m about to come until my orgasm rips through me, reaching every cell and shattering me from within. I cry out over and over, the pleasure radiating for longer than I thought possible.
He yells my name a moment later with his own release.
* * *
I wake up dry and under the covers in the bed. Sebastian’s warm body curls around me from behind. We’re naked.
Filtered sunlight brightens the room.
“How did I get here?” I murmur, panic rising up my throat.
Sebastian squeezes me tighter. “Why are you tense?”
“Because I don’t know how I got in this bed? I can’t remember.” Was the shower sex a dream?
“Relax. I put you here. You passed out after I fucked you senseless.” I don’t miss the humor and smugness in his voice.
“It was real?”
“All of it, baby. And you loved it.” He kisses my ear and adjusts me so I can feel his hard-as-steel erection at the crack of my backside.
Panic rushes me. Is anal sex what he has planned for us next? “That’s not going in there. I can’t. It won’t fit.”
“Relax,” he murmurs in my ear. “It won’t go anywhere but in your pussy. When you’re ready.”
“I am so confused right now. We had borderline bondage porn-sex last night. And you’re ready again?”
“When it comes to you, I’m always ready. And what do you know about bondage or porn-sex? Have you ever watched porn?”
I bury my cheek in the pillow. “No.”
“Do you want to?” He holds me tighter, like he thinks I’ll try to escape.
“No. I watched us. Isn’t that good enough?”
His moan is like a purr in my ear. “I like hearing you say that. How did you watch us?”
“You have a video of us. I watched it.” Part of it. “Does that count as porn?”
“I have a video of us having sex?”
“On your phone.”
“On my fucking phone? That’s dumb.”
