Chasing Temptation (Chasing Love 2)

“Then I’m going to give you what you asked for.”

He surged inside her once more, the action pushing her forward.

“Yes! Sebastian, yes!”

This was what she needed. He was who she needed.

He wrapped one arm around her waist, shielding her stomach from banging against the edge of the table, and pulled her closer.

She could barely keep her toes on the floor, because with every inward thrust, he pulled her back against him, fucking her deep. But he didn’t stop.

“You want hard, darlin’?” His hips slammed against her ass as he took her.

“Yes.” It was a whimper, because her body was spiraling out of control. Between the last orgasm and the coming one, she was kept in a constant state of edgy pleasure.

With his free hand, he grabbed her bound wrists, using them as leverage to push himself even deeper. He fucked her as promised, harder, faster, and all she could do was try to breathe and hold on for dear life.

She didn’t think it was possible to be that consumed. That overwhelmed and overtaken. His cock effortlessly slid over that sensitive spot inside her. Instead of his fingers rubbing, it was the crown of his cock sliding along it, over and over.

Her body burned from the inside out. But she needed more. She felt full, fuller than she could handle, and still it wasn’t enough.

She chanced the one word she’d been scared to say. “More.”

He stopped, seated deep inside, hands gripping her.

She didn’t know what he’d do next, but she knew there was more to be had. More that he was still holding out on.

Just…more.

And she wanted it.

He withdrew and cupped her hips, turning her to face him. Without a beat, he lifted her onto the table, the glossy wood beneath her bare ass warm from where her body had been bent over it.

“More?” he asked, confirming if he’d heard her right.

Her mouth went dry because, though it was dark, moonlight cast faint shadows over the man before her, and he was incredible. His strong chest looked chiseled from stone. His abs were so cut and defined that every time he took a breath, they flexed a little more, and she reached for—

But she stopped short. Her hands were bound behind her back. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t reach for him. Couldn’t touch him. She could barely see him.

“I asked you a question.”

She met his eyes. “Yes. More.” So much more. She wanted to touch him, taste him, feel him. He’d been deep inside of her body, yet still, he hadn’t kissed her. She wasn’t able to hug him to her. Yes, she wanted so much more. She wanted it all.

Getting a handle on her trembling body, she tested her confidence and spread her legs, coaxing him back to her.

He palmed the tops of her thighs, gently massaging them, and stared at her. Then, he spread her legs wider.

She gasped, but he stepped between her legs and yanked her close. His cock instantly surged inside her. Her head fell back, and she moaned. She didn’t think she’d ever get enough of him.

“You want deeper, harder?” he rasped, pumping twice, three times, pausing only to lean over her to suck a nipple between his teeth until he had her whole body crackling with pleasure. “Then lay back.”

She did as she was told. Lying down with her hands behind her wasn’t very comfortable, but it made her back arch and put her breasts on display. Any discomfort was worth the hungry look in his eyes as his glance caressed her body.

“Be careful what you ask for, darlin’.” His voice was dangerously low as he slid his hands to her ankles and lifted both legs.

Her eyes went wide as she watched him rest her heels on the top of his shoulders, on either side of his head.

Still inside of her, he said nothing else. Just hugged her thighs and grinned like he was in on some secret she wasn’t aware of. His eyes were fused to her.