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It’s incredible. I feel my legs tighten around his head automatically as I arch off the couch, but Sebastian just shoves me down again, pressing me into the pillows, pinning me in place.
“Stay down,” he growls, all pretense at gentleness gone now as his mouth latches onto my clit and he plain devours me.
I cry out, reeling. God, I’ve never felt anything like this before. He’s relentless, lapping at me, probing my pussy with his tongue and sending waves of pleasure through my body. I couldn’t resist it if I tried, instinct and physical reaction has completely taken over, and I don’t let myself think about who this is and why I shouldn’t let myself get so swept up in the passion he ignites inside of me.
All I can do is give in to it.
“That’s right,” Sebastian lifts his head long enough to watch me writhe. He presses one finger inside me, and then another, stretching me into another shocked moan. “Shhh, you can take it.”
I flex around him, feeling a wave of something begin to rise. I moan again, meeting his eyes, mouth open in a silent plea. Sebastian flexes his fingers inside me, watching with a cool victory in his gaze. “There you go. You need to be filled, don’t you? Make that ache go away.”
I buck against his hand in answer, and he rewards me by plunging his fingers deeper. Thicker. “Oh God!”
This time, I do cry out, clenching hard, and Sebastian growls. “Dammit, you’re so tight.”
He flexes again, and I sob, grasping to hold on to something, pleasure twisting tighter deep inside. “Please…” I find myself begging.
He smiles down at me. “Close, aren’t you? So close…”
I nod, eager, moaning out loud.
“Look at you, taking my fingers so well.” Sebastian muses, thrusting them into me again, flexing them deep. He finds some spot inside me, somewhere high against my walls, and rubs me there, making the pleasure crest. I gasp and moan, right there on the edge of something, desperate for that last push over the edge.
“Now be a good girl for me and come.”
Sebastian closes his lips around my clit and sucks, and just like that, my body shatters. I scream through my climax, arching up off the couch with the force of my pleasure as it rocks through me in sharp, desperate waves.
Holy shit.
I gasp for air, reeling. I’ve never come like that in my life before, not even close.
Sebastian pulls my skirt down and gets to his feet.
“That was just your first lesson,” he says, looking down at me with satisfaction in his gaze. “I’m going to teach you everything, my Little Sparrow. I’ll get you nice and ready for my cock.”
He bends down to press a kiss to my forehead as I lie there, trying to process what just happened.
“Goodnight,” he says before walking out.
I lay there in a daze, staring at the stars overhead. The wild pleasure is already fading from my veins, and now all I feel is crushing guilt and shame rush to take its place.
What did I just do?
I knew at the start of my quest for vengeance that I would have to be intimate with Sebastian. Use my body to get close to him. Endure his touch. Suffer through sex as a means to an end.
But I never expected to want him like this.
How could I feel desire for a man I loathe? Whatever my head knows, my body isn’t listening. It’s ignoring all the hundreds of reasons I should be disgusted by Sebastian, not half-naked on his couch, begging for more.
Be a good girl for me…
I shiver at the memory of his filthy words, lust igniting all over again.
Dammit.
How the hell can I let this monster make me feel this way?
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