by Sophia Gray
“You are so ready for me. I can feel it,” Sebastian whispered, leaning up to kiss the top of Nyssa’s head softly before recapturing her mouth, digging his teeth deep into her lips. “You’re so fucking wet, even with all this water around. I can always tell when you want me. I can always tell when you’re fucking desperate.”
“I am, I’m fucking desperate,” Nyssa confessed, way beyond shame even though they’d just started messing around less than five minutes before. Sebastian had that effect on her, dismantling her with ease with just a few strokes of his fingers and tongue. She couldn’t get enough of it, even after being with him for a year at this point.
Sebastian’s finger found her clit and stayed there now, pressing down hard enough to make Nyssa knock more water out of the side of the tub. She lost control over her limbs for several seconds, kicking and splashing over and over again while Sebastian kept tapping at her clit, applying the perfect amount of pressure to make her leak even more in between her lips.
“This good for you, baby? Is this good?” Sebastian whispered before sucking the tip of her chin into his mouth, biting lightly while his fingers pressed harder at her clit, rolling it around in every direction like a joystick. It felt like Sebastian had his fingers on all the right buttons, ready to press down at the exact right time to set off bombs underneath Nyssa’s skin. And she just wanted more and more and more of him, as much of him as possible.
Sebastian’s thumb remained on her clit, moving it around in circles, up and down, up and down, while his other fingers dipped lower, finally finding her hole with his fingertips. “Ah! Ugh, yes, yes, oh, yes, please, ugh!” Nyssa rambled, swiveling her hips around in circles until Sebastian’s fingers slipped inside of her body. “Oh, yes, yes, God, fuck,” she sighed, sinking happily into the warm water around her head.
“You want to be fingerfucked, huh, my queen? Is that what you want?” Sebastian whispered before licking a hot line of blazing sensation down from her chin to the base of her neck, right along her collarbone. “You want me to fuck your tight little cunt?”
“Ah, ugh, yes!” Nyssa screamed, slamming her hands down hard into the water, probably splashing a ton of water over onto the other side. She didn’t fucking care, though. She couldn’t bring herself to care about anything at the moment, nothing except the exquisite sensation of Sebastian’s tongue on her neck, his fingers embedded deep in her pussy, scraping against her inner walls, all of her most secret, sacred spots.
After a few more minutes of this routine, Sebastian started to slide down the front of Nyssa’s body, pausing at her breasts to suck at each of her nipples before gliding down to her stomach, biting along her abdomen until he got to her clit. “Yes, baby, open up for me,” he murmured in between her legs, nosing at the sensitive little nub at the top of her vulva, over which his thumb kept rotating, over and over again.
“Yes, oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, fuck, oh, shit, oh,” Nyssa moaned, feeling primal and desperate and filthy as she groaned out for Sebastian’s fingers to fuck her deeper, harder, more, more. His fingers fucked into her more insistently, curling at an angle that made Nyssa’s spine go erect, her hips jerking up in the air helplessly, no matter how hard she tried to hold back.
“That’s good, isn’t it?” Sebastian grunted before dragging the tip of his tongue along the whole length of her vulva, from the very top to the very bottom, spreading her wetness around in the process.
“Yes, yeah, oh, please, please, yes, fuck me, fuck me, lick me, baby, yeah, I need it,” Nyssa rambled, shoving her cunt further outward, closer to Sebastian’s open mouth. But she didn’t quite get there. He pulled back, grinning teasingly at her as he kissed and licked at her knees.
Sebastian tickled her clit, back and forth, several times before leaning in and breathing on it, letting his hot breath hit her most sensitive spot before he traced the outline of it with his tongue. “Oh, yeah!” Nyssa cried out, her hips jerking involuntarily in the air in response to Sebastian’s teasing touch.
He kept drawing it out even longer, placing his tongue firmly on her clit before taking it away, tapping the sensitive area with his mouth before abandoning it again. Nyssa groaned and rotated her hips around in impatient circles, her arousal and frustration growing as the gaps between Sebastian’s touches became even longer. “Baby… please…” she begged. A second later, Nyssa accidentally banged her head on the back of the tub in her effort to thrust her hips closer to Sebastian’s face. “Ow, fuck.”
“You okay?” Sebastian asked, pulling back from her cunt entirely.
“Yeah, yeah, just getting a little chilly now that the water’s getting cold,” Nyssa explained as she rubbed the back of her head.
Sebastian dropped a kiss on the top of her head and nodded. “All right. One second.” Without any further warning, he got to his feet and stepped out of the tub. Nyssa whined wordlessly in complaint, but a second later she was swept up into Sebastian’s strong arms. He lifted her out of the tub like she weighed about two pounds, carrying her with ease across the room to grab a towel and then out in the bedroom area again.
He dropped the towel onto the bed before carefully placing Nyssa down on top of it, letting go of her body to allow her to dry herself off and get comfortable on the mattress. “I’ve been thinking…” he started to say before cutting himself off.
“Oh, yeah?” Nyssa prompted him, still breathing hard from Sebastian’s attention earlier. “What about?”
“I think I haven’t been taking good care of you lately.”
“What? No! That’s ridiculous,” Nyssa protested.
“No, I mean it,” Sebastian said. “I’m not just saying it so you can be offended and correct me. I want to do better. I want to spend time on you. On us.”
Nyssa shivered a little as the chilly air of the room around her hit her still slightly damp skin. “What’d you have in mind?” she asked lowly, a little nervous to ask.
Sebastian grinned then, sharp and vicious like an animal, but with that hint of mischief and desire that always told Nyssa she was in good hands. “Just lay back on the bed. I’m going to handle it, baby. I’m going to handle everything.”
It was hard for Nyssa to totally relax and let Sebastian take over. Her body was resistant to letting go of all thoughts and worries right away. After all, she was still a new mom. In the back of her mind, she was still worried that maybe Kimmie would get overwhelmed with Rose and come back in at the wrong time. You’re being ridiculous, Nyssa told herself as she rubbed at her wet hair with the towel before settling down on the pillow. Calm down. Just calm down. Everything’s fine. Sebastian’s got this. He’s got you.
“One sec. I’ll be right back,” Sebastian said before getting off the bed and going across the room to rummage through a set of drawers for something.
“Need my help?” Nyssa suggested.
Sebastian shook his head and gestured for her to wait. “I’ve got it. Don’t worry, baby. Just lean back. Close your eyes, maybe.”
Nyssa rolled her eyes a little at Sebastian’s stubbornness but did as she was told, leaning back on the blissfully soft pillow and letting her body sink deeper into the mattress, her muscles letting go of the tension they’d been holding on to for hours on end—really weeks on end if she was being honest with herself.
Soon enough, Sebastian returned to the bed, settling beside her body but not touching her right away. “What are you…?” Nyssa started to ask, opening her eyes a little to peek at what her partner was doing.
“Close your eyes!” Sebastian told her again. “And get on your stomach.”
“Bossy today, huh?” Nyssa said teasingly.
“Always.”
Nyssa complied with Sebastian’s command, flipping over so that her ass was in the air and her stomach was flat on the mattress. Sebastian ran a hand down her back, sending chills reverberating through her spinal column. His fingers reached her ass, gently squeezing each cheek in his hand before traveling down to her upper thighs, his nails making
goose bumps pop up on her skin in response to his tentative touches. Nyssa arched her back a little, moaning quietly as Sebastian’s hand went up and down the back of her legs multiple times in a row, pausing at her knees to work out little knots of stress that remained under her skin.
“You’ve been working so hard, haven’t you?” Sebastian whispered above her. “So fucking hard.”
“Mm, a little bit,” Nyssa admitted, inhaling shakily as something wet and warm dripped over her back. It took her a couple moments to work out what it was, but then it all clicked. Massage oil that Sebastian had gotten for them when Nyssa was eight or nine months pregnant. Back then, he usually used it on her feet, which had swelled a lot while Rose was still inside of her uterus. But now it felt glorious on her back, especially as Sebastian’s hands came up to rub the oil into her skin, paying special attention to the tight areas around her shoulder blades.
“You’ve been so busy. You haven’t even been able to sleep,” Sebastian muttered softly.
“Yeah, true,” Nyssa agreed, sighing contentedly as Sebastian began to rub harder, more insistently pressing down at the top of her back. It almost hurt at first, feeling her muscles yield to his persistent touch, but when they gave up the leftover stress that they’d been holding on to, she felt this wonderful peaceful buzzing take over her body, her skin practically glowing with joy and relaxation.
“You just need to be treated like this sometimes, don’t you?” Sebastian said. “Because you’re my queen. You deserve good things.”
It was still so hard for Nyssa to accept sometimes. Often she looked around at her new life and thought, What the fuck am I even doing here? She was a streetwalker, a sex worker, a “whore.” Her body had been through things that most people would never even have to imagine, let alone live through. But the truth was Sebastian was right. She did belong here, right here, in this moment, with her body being treated like a goddess’s.
Sebastian’s hands found her ass again, rubbing each cheek extensively, back and forth, until Nyssa felt practically on the verge of sleep. She moaned a little under her breath and arched her back to give him more area to work with, biting her lip in pleasure as his nails raked down from her lower back to the bottom of her ass, right where her legs began. He did that a couple more times, setting her skin ablaze with sensations that woke her right back up. It took all of her concentrated energy and power to keep herself from trembling, but she wasn’t scared or nervous or even frustrated now. She knew that Sebastian would take care of her. He wouldn’t let her suffer. Not anymore. Not after all that they’d been through together.
Sebastian shifted on the bed until he was straddling Nyssa’s legs, bending over to press his mouth to her lower back and whispering into her skin. “What do you want, baby?” he murmured.
“You,” Nyssa answered instinctively. It felt like the only answer in the world, like anything else would have been a blasphemous lie. “I want you.”
“You’ve got me,” Sebastian said. He ran his hands up from the base of her spine to the top of her shoulders, working his fingers into her skin even though her upper muscles were already entirely relaxed. “How’d you like me to fuck you today, sweetheart?”
Nyssa shivered a little bit, but this time it was definitely not because of the cold. Sebastian must have felt it, too, because she could hear him chuckle a little under his breath. On another day, in another mood, Nyssa would have turned around and slapped him for being smug, but today she knew that she would let him do and say whatever he wanted. That was how she liked it, having Sebastian in control. She never thought she would be that type of woman, the one to relinquish the reins and let her man take over in bed, but somehow she knew that it didn’t speak to her strength as a woman at all. It didn’t make her any weaker. It didn’t make her less powerful. It just made her honest and open with herself, that she was able to admit that it felt good to be vulnerable. It felt good to be upfront about what she wanted and to know that Sebastian was willing to give it to her, to obey whatever wish she could possibly think of.
“Every way,” Nyssa said softly as soon as she could summon the ability to speak again. “I want you to fuck me every way. Until we can’t fucking move anymore. Is that okay with you?”
Sebastian leaned over her body until his head was right behind hers, his breath hitting the back of her neck and making all of her nerve endings stand up at attention. “What do you think?” he whispered into her ear before licking a line down from the top of her neck to the space right in between her shoulders.
“Ah! Yes, ugh, fuck, fuck me,” Nyssa hissed under her breath, lifting her torso off the bed to press her back further into Sebastian’s front. She could feel his hard dick pressing up against her ass, thick and throbbing with desire for her already, but she knew it wouldn’t be that easy. She would have to wait for it, to prove that she would work for it if necessary. But she knew she could do it. She could endure. That was one of her many talents, in bed and out of it.
One of Sebastian’s hands came up to her head, fisting into her hair while his other hand reached down to her ass, cupping one cheek firmly before rearing back to give her a solid spank. Slap. His hand connected hotly with her skin, which stung a little as he pulled away. Nyssa gave a loud grunt and shoved her ass back until it was touching his hand again. Sebastian laughed lightly at her enthusiasm but gave her what she wanted, stroking her sensitive ass until she was moaning lightly under her breath.
“Yeah, you like that? You like that, don’t you?” Sebastian said right into her ear, biting a little at the outline of her earlobe while he yanked her head to the side to give himself more space to work with along her neck.
“Yes, yes, I do, I fucking do,” Nyssa babbled mindlessly, thrusting her hips futilely forward, brushing her sensitive vulva up against the bedsheets under her body.
Sebastian growled before biting the side of her neck hard, sucking her skin between his teeth so tightly that Nyssa wondered if she was being literally torn into. But she couldn’t focus on the pain for very long, as the next moment Sebastian’s hand found the space between her thighs. He slipped under her ass and found her hole, which was still wet from the earlier activities in the bathtub. “Yes, yes, so ready for me, baby,” Sebastian mumbled as two of his fingers slid inside of her easily.
“Ugh, yes, shit,” Nyssa moaned, moving her hips backward a little to encourage Sebastian deeper into her body.
“So tight,” Sebastian said. “Do you feel that? You feel yourself clutching around me? You’re so fucking desperate for it, baby.”
“Yeah, I am, I fucking am,” Nyssa agreed, her words trailing off into incoherent grunts as Sebastian bit the top of her back, nibbling a little before digging in more and more deeply.
Sebastian’s fingers explored around inside of her, pressing against each corner of her that he could reach before tapping a spot inside of her that made her howl and lurch forward on the bed, almost hitting her head on the headboard in the process.
“There, there, fucking there, fuck me there!” Nyssa demanded impatiently. She slapped her hand down hard on the mattress to brace her own weight as she began to fuck herself back onto Sebastian’s fingers, getting his fingertips to brush up against that special spot again and again and again. Nyssa started sweating almost immediately, feeling it collect under her arms and knees, but she just couldn’t give a shit, not when Sebastian’s wonderfully soft yet firm tongue was there to press against her back, to lick her skin clean again.
And anyway, Sebastian seemed to be enjoying himself just as much as she was, muttering incoherently under his breath as he kept biting at the base of her neck, sucking several spots of warmth into her skin while his fingers jerked faster and faster in and out of her tight hole.
“Harder, do me harder,” Nyssa commanded, burying her face in the crook of her arm and biting down on her own flesh just to curb the ridiculous noises that were trying to claw their way out of her throat.
Sebastian complied with her wishe
s, thrusting his fingers in and out more forcefully than before, rotating them around in circles to be sure to cover as much inner surface area as possible. “Yeah, take it, fucking take it,” Sebastian grunted, pulling harder at her skin while Nyssa whimpered into her arm.
Nyssa couldn’t take it anymore. She felt so wet, so ridiculously turned on. She just had to reach under her own body with the other hand and get to her clit, rubbing at the sensitive nub desperately rather than teasing herself or building up to it at all. “Yes, yes, yes, fuck, yes, fuck me, ugh,” Nyssa huffed out, arching her spine at an almost impossible angle to get Sebastian’s fingers hitting the exact right spot inside of her.
