Cruel Seduction (Underground Kings 2)

Oh my God.

I would be completely mortified if he didn’t speed up. The wood of the headboard creaks, and the rods of the frame shake. One falls out from under us which causes the bottom of the mattress to fall to the floor, but Sebastian holds on tight to the headboard. It’s the only way we aren’t sliding down the bed.

And gravity is a dear, dear friend right now. It causes me to sink deeper onto his cock, and he grips the frame harder to bury himself to the hilt.

I don’t think I can take anymore. It feels too good. My body finds a comfortable high, and my vision glazes over when my orgasm hits me out of nowhere. Every muscle inside me spasms, and the contractions grip his cock.

“Gabby! Fuck, you’re going to make me come,” he shouts as his face turns red from holding his orgasm at bay. “Fuck! Damn it!” he curses, somehow finding extra strength to rail me with.

The headboard finally snaps, and the metal rod holding our weight finally gives way sending the front half of the mattress to the ground.

The first hot splash of his seed inside me has me tumbling over the edge again.

I can’t breathe as he slams harder with every jet that leaves him until he finally collapses on top of me. The air that leaves our lungs mixes as we breathes one another in. My thighs are a quaking mess, and he shivers like the temperature in the room dropped ten degrees. My hair has somehow fallen in my face, and he brushes it out of the way.

The hot air leaving his lips ghosts over my cheek, and when his lips meet mine, all I feel is the slickness of sweat and all I taste is the flavor of myself on his tongue.

A stupid lone tear escapes my eye, not from sadness, but elation.

Finally.

After all this time and the sex is better than I ever thought it could be.

His come starts to drip out of me, but he doesn’t leave the space between my legs. He kisses me, pets me, groaning in pleasure.

“You feel so good.” He plants a kiss on my shoulder. “You’re the best thing I’ve ever experienced.” He kisses the middle of my chest where my heart is. “I love you,” he says, gripping my ribcage with his hands. “I love you so fucking much, Gabby. I want to rebuild your world and show you how it can really be.”

I wasn’t crying before. Before it was the after emotion of my orgasm and how amazing it was to finally be with him like this.

Now, I am crying.

“I love you too, Sebastian. I swear, what I feel for you is the only thing that got me through those miserable years with your—”

He quiets me with his mouth and shakes his head. “He has no place here—not in this bed, not when we are together like this.”

I nod, a slight smile tugging at my lips. “Okay.” I like that rule.

His hands rub down my arms, and then he cups my tender breasts again, tugging my nipples that are still hard.

“Sebastian.” My body starts to come alive again, only now everything is more sensitive. My body tingles all over. Sebastian knows, if he wants to, he could make me orgasm from kissing the area behind my knee. “Again?” I ask when he thrusts against, in and out, but then he pulls all the way out and my eyes fall upon his impressive cock.

It has his come and mine dripping down the veined shaft, and it is the only glimpse I get of him before he bend down and lifts my leg, dragging his nose down my thigh. and As he gets to my knee, I know he read my mind.

A mischievous smile crooks his lips. “Baby, we have a lot of time to make up for. If you think we’re leaving this room before we fall unconscious with exhaustion, you are in for a very orgasmic surprise.”

My lips form an O as he kisses and lavishes the back of my knee with his tongue and soft, yet demanding lips.

I’m not sure how long we stay in his room. I know we lived by three simple rules until we finally fall asleep from that exhaustion he talked about.

Food, water, orgasms—Oh my, what a delight.

Chapter Seventeen

SEBASTIAN

The smile on my face has been there for hours while we’ve laid in bed. Gabriella is still asleep. She is wrapped around me like a sloth wraps its limbs around a branch. Her head is on my chest, and her arms and legs are hooked around me. It was adorable about three hours ago; now I just really need to use the restroom.

I don’t have the heart to wake her.