"Oh, god, please, please, please-please-please."
He laughs. That trademark, mean, hard laugh of his, that settles somewhere deep inside of me. That angers me and turns me on even more. He brings his mouth to my other breast, then wraps his tongue around my nipple.
A melting feeling coats my insides, and my brain cells feel like they have turned to mush. He pulls back. I push my chest up, trying to chase that sensation of having him suckle at my teat. He obliges by sucking hard, and my head spins. My eyes roll back in my head, and I almost come right then.
He releases my breast at once, his breath hot on my skin. He slides his hand down between us and thrusts his fingers inside my channel. He works them in and out of me. My body trembles and pinpricks of lust ladder up my spine. I try to shift away, even as I push my upper body into him. He pulls his fingers out, then slides down and pushes his face into my cunt.
"Seb," I whisper-scream as he thrusts his tongue inside me. He weaves it in and out of me, stabbing at me, dragging it over my inner walls, before he drags his tongue up my slit and closes his mouth around my pussy. He bites down on my clit, and that’s when I explode. The orgasm bursts out from my center to my extremities. Spots of black dot my eyesight, and by the time I recover, he’s moved up my body again and presses his lips to mine.
"Two more orgasms, baby."
"What?" I rasp, " I can’t."
"You can," he stares into my eyes, "and you will."
He slides his fingers inside my already swollen cunt, and adds a third finger for good measure, filling me, stretching me. He curves them inside of me and I moan. Heat scours my veins and my toes curl. He kisses me deeply, thrusting his tongue inside my mouth, dragging it over my teeth. He pulls his fingers from my pussy, then drags them around to the valley between my arse cheeks. He strokes the forbidden little knot of flesh there, and I freeze. My gaze widens and is caught by his golden gaze. Something flares deep inside them as he tears his lips from mine. Once more, he moves down my body. He drags his tongue from back hole to clit, and then does it again. He curves his tongue around my swollen bud, as he slips his finger inside my back channel. The sensations are weird and strange, and then he drags his whiskered jaw across my pussy, and I gasp, writhe, try to evade that source of absolute pleasure as he rubs the rough skin of his jaw across my tender skin.
"S-e-b," I yell, as my entire body bucks and jolts, and I squirm and twist. I try to get away, while I also want more. He leans more of his weight on me, holding me captive as he increases the intensity of his movements. He strokes his jaw across my clit, and sparks explode behind my eyes.
This time, the orgasm slams into me, overpowers me, and sweeps me away. I black out for a few seconds, and when I come to, his face is positioned over mine, watching me, wearing a very satisfied look on his features.
"You okay?" he asks.
I nod, not trusting my voice. My throat feels raw, and I vaguely recall screaming.
"Ready for your third one?" He smirks.
I don’t have the strength to either nod or deny him as he kisses me softly, and works his finger in my arse, in and out of me. The pleasure unfurls slowly in my lower belly. And honestly, if it weren’t happening, I wouldn’t have thought it were possible for my body to continue to respond the way it does. At this stage, I’m not trying to control anything. He’s playing me like Neo controls the matrix. Like John Wick knows exactly where his nemesis is hiding and laser targets their position… That’s how he hones in on my pleasure points. Clearly, I’m losing my mind completely, or I’m so punch-drunk on the pleasure he’s wringing from my poor body, I’m beginning to confuse a lot of things in my mind.
"Last one, babe." Jerkhole kicks up his lips. One hard kiss, and then he dives down between my legs again.
"Oh, Jesus!" I gasp as he sticks his tongue inside my channel again.
He tears his mouth from my pussy and I almost cry out in frustration.
"I don’t want anyone else’s name passing through your lips but mine, you hear me?"
I gulp.
"Do you hear me, Princess?"
"Yes," I moan.
"Yes, Seb," he snaps.
"Yes, Seb."
Even before I’ve completed the statement, he’s fitted his mouth back to my core. He slurps up the cum from my entrance, then he grips my hips and hitches me up as he begins to eat me out with gusto.
Lust curls in my lower belly, my toes arch, and my scalp tingles. My skin feels too tight for the rest of my body, as he slides his palm behind my butt cheek and squeezes, even as he slides a second finger inside my back hole.
"Seb," I yell, as he curls his tongue inside my channel. Then, suddenly, he’s removed his tongue and replaced it with his cock. He rises up on his knees between my legs. He balances himself on his elbow, the one attached to his hurt shoulder. He winces, then just as quickly, the pain is gone from his face, replaced by lust and intent, and that singular focus that I find so appealing about him.
"Okay?" he whispers against my lips.
"I will be, when you're inside me."
A groan rumbles up his chest. His eyes gleam, then he lunges forward and buries himself inside me.