“We’ll get there,” he murmurs into my list. “Once you come for me, you’ll relax.” Then he lowers me again, sliding me down his torso. I jolt up and grab for his shoulders instinctively when I feel something poke at my ass— it’s his cock, hard and pointed straight up at me. “You had to know you were doing that to me, Ashlynn. Go on. Let go,” he says, twisting his shoulders to encourage me to lower myself back down.
Trembling, I lower myself, and there it is— his cock, or at least the thick head of his cock, presses against the fabric of my shorts, which quickly soak through from my own wetness. He must be huge, for his cock to reach me. Am I even big enough to take a monster like that? He said he plans to fuck me— that he’d have to be careful. I look up at him, hoping he can read the question in my eyes.
Even in the dark, I can tell how beautiful his eyes are.
Leaving his cock poised right at my entrance, he slides his fingers back underneath my shorts, under my panties, and urges one of my lips back so the wetness of my pussy spills onto his fingers. He groans, pleased to see how wet I am, and I struggle to catch my breath. No one’s ever touched me so perfectly and gotten me so hot and wet like this.
“Pull your shirt up for me,” he orders, and as frozen as I am, hearing a command seems to free me a bit. I release my hold on his shoulders and tug up the front of my shirt, revealing a fairly boring bra— I didn’t know Sebastian would be seeing it, after all. He looks down at the pale skin of my breasts, then darts his eyes back to mine. “Pull it down and let me look at you.” As he says this, his fingers press deeper between my pussy lips. I groan and reach up, tugging the cups of my bra down, letting my woefully small breasts out.
“Very nice,” he growls approvingly, then hikes me up high against his chest, so that I’m gripping him with my legs at his ribcage rather than waist. I miss the press of his cock against me, but the feeling is quickly replaced when he presses his tongue hard against my right nipple. I moan— loud— and it encourages him. He takes my nipple into his mouth and sucks on it, grazing it with his teeth. I arch my back and press my breasts tighter against him; he opens his mouth wide and takes more of my breast in his mouth, massaging me with his lips, flicking his tongue back and forth across my nipple.
My core heats up, my body vibrates in pleasure. I want more of my body in his mouth, I want him to lick me, to bite me, to suck me. He grips me tighter with one hand, then presses his thumb under my panties and up against my clit. I buck against him in surprise and excitement, but he’s holding me tightly— there’s nowhere I can go, except closer to him. He continues to such on my nipple as he massages my clit in tiny circles, sending my nerves racing, sending electricity through my body. My head rocks back, I pant and feel floods of wetness soak through my panties.
Sebastian releases my right nipple, moving to the left. As he does so, his thumb moves, hovering over my entrance for just a moment. He stalls there, waits until I look down at him. He knows how bad I want his fingers in me. He’s waiting me out, waiting for me to grow desperate. I give him a pleading look and try to press my hips down, but he’s holding me against his chest so tightly I can’t move. I whine and grab fistfuls of his hair. He sucks on me, then pushes his thumb inside me, wrapping his remaining fingers around my ass cheek. He grips me there, then rubs the inside of my pussy with his thumb until I tremble and cry out.
I’ve never felt like this— I’ve never known I could feel like this. Sex has always been something that I did that felt marginally good, like going for a run or getting tipsy. But this…this wild, dizzy feeling, this heat rising from my pussy as Sebastian finger fucks me with an expert touch…I had no idea. I feel my legs go slack, unable to hold onto him anymore, but Sebastian has no trouble supporting my weight on his own. He lifts me higher, then drapes me over his back like he’s picking me up and carrying me off. My legs dangle across his chest, my ass rests on his shoulder, and it all gives him perfect access to change from his thumb to his fingers, longer and bigger. He rubs my clit every few thrusts, keeping me just on the edge of orgasm.