The Bad Guy

“You’re everything to me.” A softness entered his voice, a warmth I’d never heard before. It was sincerity, his truth laid bare.

“I want you.” I let the words fly, consequences be damned.

He took my mouth and pressed his chest to mine, pinning me to the window. Withdrawing his fingers, he circled them around my clit. I whimpered, the sensation so strong that my legs began to shake.

His other hand worked his pants open. Pulling his fingers away, he replaced them with his hard cock. “I’ll try to go slow.” His voice shook, his muscles straining.

I bit his bottom lip, and he growled and slanted over me. His cock slid lower and pressed at my entrance. He palmed my breast and squeezed, then pinched the nipple. A multitude of pleasurable sensations lashed me, each one headier than the last. I moaned as he slowly pushed inside, his cock sliding smoothly as my walls stretched to accommodate him.

I dug my nails into his neck when a slight sting erupted. He stopped and pulled away from the kiss. “Are you all right?”

The sting faded, and I moved my hips toward him.

“Oh fuck.” He thrusted forward, seating himself fully inside me.

I gasped and threw my head back against the window. His lips met my throat as he pulled back and thrust again, slicking himself with my wetness and sliding smoothly.

Pressing my heels into his back, I urged him on. He kept one hand under my ass and squeezed my breast with the other. Each thrust sent me higher, and he never stopped kissing me. I ran my nails across his scalp and gripped his hair as he fucked me against the window, my skin slapping against the glass with each punishing stroke.

My arousal swirled higher. His cock was thick, hard, and hitting the one spot I needed most.

“Fucking perfect.” He pressed his forehead to mine and fucked me even harder, my body trembling with each impact. “You’re everything I’ve wanted and more.” He craned his head back, and I gave in to the urge to bite him.

I licked up the side of his throat, then bit down. His deep growl filled the air, and he dug his fingers into my hip, leaving bruises. I kissed away the sting and ran my tongue along the line of his jaw.

“Fuck.” He fisted my hair and turned my head to the side, his teeth stinging along my skin and creating the perfect cocktail of pleasure and pain. “You like it. The pain.” His low voice against my skin was the strongest aphrodisiac. He bit me again, and I cried out and clawed at the smooth fabric of his jacket.

“That’s it, baby. That’s it.” He pistoned into me so hard I feared the window might break, but I didn’t care if we died—as long as he didn’t stop.

I folded in on myself, each square smaller and smaller until I fit in the pulsing nub between my legs.

“You’re close. I can feel your cunt tightening even more.” He pulled out and lowered me to the floor.

Before my lust fog could clear, he dropped to his knees and slung my thigh over his shoulder. His hot mouth on my clit had me slapping my palms against the window.

“Sebastian.” I breathed, unable to think as his tongue stroked me, his fingers searching for the ridged spot inside me. When he found it, my body tensed, and I ground against his face.

He groaned and kept licking me just the way I needed. My body seized, the wave cresting inside me. When it crashed down, I called his name, my voice reverberating through the space as I came hard, each wave of bliss deeper than the last until, at last, I floated along, all tension gone and every last drop of desire lapped up by Sebastian’s tongue.

With a hard yank, he flipped me to my knees. I cried out as he pushed me face-first against the window. When he entered me from behind, I hissed, but spread my legs so he could get as deep as I needed.

He pressed his mouth to my ear and whispered, “I want to eat your pussy for hours. Hours of you begging me to let you come. But I won’t. Not until you ride my cock.” He shoved deep inside me and slid out before starting a fast pace. My breasts pressed against the windows as he kissed the back of my neck. His chest pressed to my back, I had a prime view of the city as Sebastian owned me with every sure thrust. I panted, my breath fogging the glass, and moaned as he slid his fingers to my clit.

“Please.” My voice was more of a whine than anything else.

“You want to come again?” He bit my shoulder. “Squeeze my cock until I can’t take it anymore?”