“You okay?” I said through clenched teeth. My instinct was to pound that fine pussy, and it took all my willpower not to.
“Yes, it feels so good.” She rocked forward and back. I let her take the lead, fucking my cock at her own pace and depth, but with each slide, the tether on my own control started to fray.
I reached under her and rubbed her clit. “Come on my cock, Leah.”
“Oooh…” This time her hips rocked and gyrated and it felt fucking awesome. She rocked faster, and her breath started to come in pants. “I’m going to come.”
I rubbed her clit harder.
She cried out, and her pussy damn near took my dick off it contracted so hard.
“Ah fuck..” The tether snapped. I grabbed her hips and began to pound into her, harder, faster. Her pussy squeezed my cock, sending electricity spiraling through my body. “Fuck, fuck… I’m coming…”
“Yes… more….” Her pussy clamped down again like she was having another orgasm.
A burst of light exploded in my brain, as my orgasm blasted through me. I yelled out and worked my dick in and out of her pussy like my life depended on it. “Ahh… so fucking good… fuuuuuccckkk.”
I pumped into her until I felt like I’d wrung every last bit of energy from my body. I gripped the end of the condom, and withdrew, sitting back on my heels as my breath bellowed in and out of my lungs.
Leah lowered herself to the couch, turning on her side. “I’d always wondered what all the hubbub was about. Now I know.”
I stared at her, feeling the same. I have had plenty of sex and orgasms in my life. I’d enjoyed most of them. But this… this was so different. It felt perfect. Right. And yet, it was so fucking wrong.
Jesus, I’d just fucked Henry’s daughter from behind. The guilt and revulsion returned with a vengeance.
“Uh oh.”
“What?” I looked down at the condom. Had it broken? My heart nearly stopped in my chest. Jesus if that happened. My heart thundered in panic. If I got her pregnant… My first thought was that my life would be over. And yet, there was something appealing about it too. Was it just my ego needing confirmation of virility or something else?
“You’ve got that look on your face that says you’re about bolt.”
“Leah.” I blew out a breath and stood. This time I tossed her her dress while I grabbed my pants. “If your father or the board found out… Jesus…”
She gave me a sympathetic look. “It’s none of their business, Sebastian.”
I looked at her as I slipped my pants on. “I’m not sure your father would agree.”
“My father doesn’t have a say in my sex life.”
“A sex life you didn’t have until I fucked you. Jesus, he’s my friend, my mentor…”
She put on her dress, and I regretted that I wouldn’t see her sexy naked curves again. “I hate that you feel you’re betraying him. He’s really an understanding guy who wants both of us to be happy.”
I scoffed. “I’m pretty sure this isn’t what he has in mind.”
She sighed and straightened her dress. “I’m sure my father doesn’t think about my sex life. That would be disturbing.”
I scowled. “You know what I mean.”
She nodded. She looked sad, but resigned. “Thank you.”
“Please don’t thank me for fucking you.” For some reason that cheapened it. Like it was only sex. But that’s all it was. I was losing my mind.
“Okay.” She didn’t seem to know what to say.
I didn’t either. After a moment, I said, “I’m sure the party is still going on. People might be wondering where you are.”
She nodded and turned to leave.
“Leah?”
She turned back, and I hated the hopeful expression on her face.
“I know I have no right to tell you who to be with, but I’d appreciate it if it wasn’t Niall or anyone else at work.”
Her brows pulled together as if she didn’t understand.
“I’m an asshole,” I said by way of explanation. There was no way I could tell her that seeing her with another man would make me insanely jealous.
She gave me a small smile, and there was something about it that suggested she wasn’t done with me yet.
Chapter 10
Leah
I didn’t want to leave Sebastian and yet, I did feel a little discombobulated by my time with him. I truly had wondered why people made such a big deal about sex. When I took care of myself, it was pleasant but not something to write home about. Now I knew. When Sebastian touched me, my entire body lit up. And when he finally fucked me, oh my God, it was beyond anything I could have imagined, at least physically.
But emotionally, I felt alone. It occurred to me that while Sebastian has used his mouth on my pussy, he’d never kissed me. Each time he made me come, he withdrew physically, but emotionally as well. We didn’t lay together in the aftermath. I knew that this wasn’t true love, but couldn’t he at least hold me for a minute when we were done?