Abducted By My Father's Best Friend (Taken)

He kisses underneath my knee, moving his mouth further up my leg. His tongue drags along my leg, getting closer to the inside of my thigh.

“Sebastian, please,” I beg for his mouth, but he continues to take his time, teasing me ever so slowly.

“I’ll give you everything you want, Mia. As long as I get what I want, too.”

“What do you want?” I ask him.

He lifts his head, his eyes meeting mine. “I want you to enjoy yourself. Can you do that?”

I nod. “Oh, I think I can.”

He drags his tongue across my inner thigh, inching closer to my pussy. I’m so turned on I can’t stand it anymore. I want to scream. I want his mouth on me so badly.

“Do it already,” I finally shout out, and Sebastian laughs.

He runs a finger through my wetness, and then his tongue follows the path. I close my eyes, leaning my head back into the mattress.

He grabs my ass, bringing my pussy closer to his face, and then he gets to work on me, and I close my eyes because I can’t possibly keep them open anymore.

He kisses my skin, circling his tongue around my clit. My back arches off the bed, needing more. He runs his hand up my stomach and reaches my breasts, squeezing and playing with the nipple. It hardens under his touch until it aches, wanting to be sucked into his mouth.

I can’t take much more of this.

He continues to eat me out, moving his head in rhythm with his tongue. I cry out in ecstasy and moan out his name over and over.

He pushes a finger, and then another inside me, hitting my g-spot when he crooks his finger. He has this rhythm going, running his tongue along a path over and over, and it feels so damn good. He doesn’t stop until I can feel my body coming alive, and my legs tense, locking his head in tight.

He picks up speed, his finger working me harder. His tongue working his magic as I moan even louder.

“I can’t take it anymore,” I scream out. “I’m going to come.”

He plays with my nipples, back and forth. His tongue moves along my wet skin, and my body trembles before him.

Then, like lightning, I come in a bliss of beautiful colors. Reds. Blues. And golds explode behind my eyelids like fireworks and my heart catches fire as it races uncontrollably.

I moan, gripping the sheets, wanting to relive the whole experience.

Once my body has calmed, Sebastian lifts his head, smiling at me. “That was amazing.”

I smile. “You’re right. I loved it.”

“I have something I want to show you.” Sebastian stands, crossing the room to a mahogany dresser on the far end of the room.

“What is it?” I ask, sitting up so I can see what he’s getting.

He opens a drawer and rummages around. “This.” He pulls something out. It’s black with… is that a tie?

“What is it?”

“Blindfold and binding.”

“Binding? For my hands?”

Sebastian smiles. “And your feet. Do you trust me?” he asks, as he climbs onto the bed next to me. “Do you trust me even knowing I’ll be gentle with your heart, not your body?”

I nod. “I do.” And I surely do. Because I know without any doubt that Sebastian would never hurt me. He’d never let anyone hurt me either.

He cares about me, and I trust him.

“I’m going to blindfold you and bind your wrists and ankles.”

“Are you going to have sex with me?”

He shakes his head, running a finger down my face. “No, because the first time I sink my cock into your sweet pussy I want your eyes wide open.”

I blush. “Oh, ok. What will we be doing then?”

“I’m going to tie you up, and blindfold you, and then I’m going to stroke my cock until I come all over your beautiful skin.”

I suck in a deep breath. “Do whatever you want to me, sir.”

Chapter 20

Sebastian

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Hearing Mia call me sir makes my cock hard every single fucking time. I don’t know what it is about her, but I’ve never been this turned on before in my life. I think it’s because she’s so damn innocent when it comes to sex.

It’s obvious she’s not an experienced lover, and I have to admit, I fucking love that. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized the women I sleep with are aging along with me. They’re just as experienced, if not more than me.

Not that I’ve ever minded before. I always stuck to women my age.

I never thought about Mia in this way. Sure, I’d go to her father’s house and think she was a complete knockout, but my mind never went to thoughts of fucking her.

And I never thought I’d be here right now, asking to tie her up and blindfold her.

I kiss her skin, her beautiful fucking skin. “Move up the bed some,” I tell her, watching as she obeys me.