Page 23 of Forged Forever

We take our seats just as the lights dim, and Seb is vibrating beside me. Music and flashing lights accompany the announcer as the crowd roars. We’re quickly back on our feet, cheering with other fans. Seb knows all the players on the Celtics and many on the Hornets.

He buys a foam finger, and we sip sodas as we watch the game. He’s enthralled. The only other time I’ve seen him so quiet and focused is when he’s playing basketball. I hope he gets a full ride scholarship so he can continue playing in college.

It’s a fantastic game. The Celtics win by 6 points, and Seb’s super happy. We wait until most of the crowd clears out before leaving to find the Jeep. Seb is chatting nonstop about the players and some key plays they ran as he drives us to the hotel. I checked in online on the drive up, so Seb grabs our key while I text Zander that we’re in for the night.

The room is just a standard with two double beds and a bathroom, nothing fancy. I drop my bag at the end of the bed, and before I can turn around, Seb’s arms are around my waist. “Sunshine,” he murmurs, kissing my neck. “Come shower with me.”

Nodding, I grab my toiletries and let him lead me into the bathroom. Seb quickly strips down before circling me. “Strip for me, Sunshine,” he demands.

I slowly drag my shirt overhead, letting it drop to the floor. Removing my sneakers, I take my time unbuttoning my jeans and shimmy my hips to pull them over my butt, sliding them down my legs. Bending over with my back to Hurry, I step one leg out, then the other, and remain bent in half to remove my socks. I’m certainly not a sex goddess or able to pull off a strip show, but I know going slow drives him mad with lust.

Once my socks are off, I stand and turn towards him. Unclasping my bra, I step backward towards the large walk-in shower. Tossing my bra to him, I slide my panties off before disappearing around the shower wall. I don’t even get the water turned on before Seb is on me, wrapping his arms around my middle and nuzzling my neck.

Smiling to myself, I turn the faucet on, waiting for the water to heat as Seb moves one arm up towards my breast to massage it. He’s rock hard against my back, and I love that I have such an effect on him.

“You did that slowly on purpose, Sunshine,” he murmurs, nipping my neck, “I’m gonna edge you for that.” He slaps my ass before turning me and putting my head under the spray. He shampoos and conditions my hair before using my body wash, paying particular attention to my breasts and clit, working me up just enough that I’m feeling flushed. I return the favor, washing him before turning off the water and getting out. There are lovely heated towels on a rack for us to use.

Seb takes it upon himself to dry my hair and body before hoisting me into his arms, carrying me bridal-style to the bed. He gently lays me out after folding down the covers, stepping back to admire the view. Rubbing his chin, he looks me over. “I have an idea, Sunshine. How do you feel about sensory deprivation?”

“Explain.” I’m curious. Being with Seb is always enjoyable, no matter what we’ve done.

He steps over to his bags, pulling out a satin pouch. Loosening the strings, he dumps the contents onto the bed. Leaning up on an elbow, I see satin strips of cloth and an eye mask. Quirking an eyebrow at him, he smiles. “I want to tie your wrists and ankles and cover your eyes while I pleasure you. Are you game?”

“You can’t tie my hands together above my head, Hurry. Terrible memories. My legs are fine, as is the mask.” I lay back down and get comfortable. Seb spreads my legs, wrapping each ankle in satin before tying them to the bedposts. I give a tug, but the satin holds. There’s a little give, but I’m secure.

Seb crawls onto the bed with the eye mask in hand. “Feeling okay, Sunshine?”

“I’m good.”

He smiles and then covers my eyes with the mask. “You say stop, we stop. Keep your hands to yourself. Let me hear you understand,” he says, tweaking my nipple.

I yelp, then laugh, not expecting that. That’s the whole point, I guess. “I say stop, you stop. Got it.”

Seb hums as I feel his hands run down from my shoulders, between my breasts, to my hips, and down my legs. He massages my entire body, starting with the arches of my feet, randomly rubbing my clit while he works.

I don’t know if it’s the loss of eyesight, but every caress seems heightened and more enjoyable. I lose track of time and space, completely giving myself over to the pleasure Seb's bringing me.

It seems every time his fingers trail over my nub; I get more turned on despite the inconsistency. I’m a relaxed, aroused pile of goo by the time he reaches my arms, and a sigh leaves my lips.

Seb’s hands leave my body as I float in bliss. The next sensation is him sliding into me, full and deep. The foreign and unexpected intrusion causes me to gasp, quickly bringing me back into the present. He pauses, allowing me a moment to adjust, but I was so relaxed, I’m fine. “Still with me, Sunshine?”

“Definitely,” I nod my head.

Keeping the blindfold on, he takes me hard and fast, and an orgasm quickly rips through my body after all the teasing. My back arches off the bed as the pleasurable sensations roll through me. The restraints keep me from moving too much as Seb continues his pace.

The urge to reach out and touch him is strong, but I behave, gripping the sheets instead. After the contractions subside, Seb slips out and unties one ankle, lifting it over his elbow, and pushes back inside. A slow, rolling rhythm has Seb hitting my g spot with every thrust, and another orgasm builds. Seb rubs my clit as he gradually picks up speed. My moaning combines with his grunts in a symphony of pleasure.

Seb suddenly pulls out, so close to my second orgasm, I groan. “Seb!”

“Patience, Sunshine.” I can hear the smile in his voice. He unties my other ankle and then removes the pillow from below my head, pushing it behind me. Grabbing both legs, he bends my knees back towards my chest and then slams into me. A squeak leaves me as he lets loose. Between the pounding and the stretch of my legs to my chest, bending me in two, I’m overwhelmed in the best way. A powerful orgasm rips through my body as I cover my mouth to muffle the scream that tears from me.

My contractions cause Seb to join me as he pushes as deep as he can, pulsing inside. He drops my legs and rubs my clit in a quick back and forth motion. “Oh, god Seb. It’s too much,” I groan, fumbling to grab his arm.

“Are you telling me to stop, Sunshine?”

“No.” A moan follows my reply. Seb pulls my folds apart to expose my little nub more before rubbing it again. It’s a combination of pain and pleasure, but I orgasm again, a short but heady flush rolling through my body.

My muscles are a little shaky, my body sagging into the mattress as Seb pulls out. I feel him leave the bed as I try to recover. Wow, just wow. He returns and pulls my mask off before cleaning me up. “Okay, Sunshine?”