Frayed Obsession (The Frayed Trilogy 1)

My legs shake as Sebastian starts pumping his finger into me with a steady rhythm, and I can’t help but move against his hand. “Sebastian, please,” I plead, my voice short of a cry.

He groans against me, and the vibration sends tiny sparks from my core to every inch of my body.

I arch my back, my body so tight it borders on painful.

A whimper falls from my lips as my body claws for something that feels forever just out of reach. “I can’t, Sebastian. I—” I tug on his hair, but he doesn’t budge, and his movements only speed up.

Oh God, I can’t take this much longer.My body starts to shake, and Sebastian spreads his arm further across my stomach, grabbing onto my other hip to give him more control.

Another whimper escapes me, and as it does, Sebastian nips my bud with his teeth while thrusting a second finger inside me. My back arches, and my mouth opens in a silent cry as the release that a second ago felt impossible crashes over me in wave after wave of intense pleasure.

My legs quiver around Sebastian’s head as he soothes the sting from his bite and continues to thrust his fingers in and out of me, the burning from his sudden entrance starting to ease.

“It’s too much,” I plead, and after one more swipe of his tongue, he relaxes his hold on me.

I slump into the mattress as he slowly pulls his fingers from me and removes his mouth, only to kiss my inner thigh.

Sebastian sits up, and I shudder when he puts the fingers that were just inside of me into his mouth, licking them clean.

After removing my bra, Sebastian settles on top of me before diving his tongue into my mouth.

I can taste my release on him, and another rush of wetness soaks my core.

My hips lift into his, causing his length to slide through my centre, and I groan as it rubs against my over-sensitive bud. Sebastian thrusts through my wetness, his length pressing against my opening with each one.

“Please.”

“What do you need?” he asks.

“You,” I breathe.

“Tell me,” he says, pinning me with his burning hot stare.

I roll my hips against him once more. “I need you inside me.”

Sebastian plants a scorching kiss on my lips before sitting up, and I miss his weight immediately. He palms himself, sliding his hand up and down his length a couple of times before he reaches for the bedside table, opening the top drawer.

“Wait,” I say, half sitting up when I see what’s in his hand. “I… I don’t want anything between us.”

“Grace, I—”

“Please.” I cut him off. I grab his hand and bring it to the inside of my arm, letting him feel the implant. “I want to feel you. All of you.”

He runs his fingers over the implant, and he looks almost pained, but he places the condom back on the bedside table.

“I’m clean,” he says, coming down on top of me once more. Pushing one of my legs up, he guides himself to my entrance. “Are you sure?”

I nod. “Yes.”

He starts to press inside me, inch by slow inch, and my walls stretch, trying to accommodate him.

I slam my eyes shut, squeezing his biceps.

One after the other, he places a kiss on my eyelids. “Open your eyes. Stay with me.”

I blink up at him, letting him ground me, then he takes my mouth as he claims me with a final thrust, burying himself to the hilt.

I cry into his mouth, the sliver of pain only serving to ground me more and keep me from falling into darkness.

“Grace,” he groans against my lips. I only wish he knew my name—that he’d call me Emery. But I’m not going to let it ruin this.

I feel full beyond anything I’ve felt before, surrounded by him in every possible way.

Completely and utterly possessed.