by Selena Blake
She was almost embarrassed, but he kept his fingers pressed firmly against her. She moaned long and low and slowed to a stop.
"We're not done, beautiful,” he whispered into her ear.
In the blink of an eye, he'd pushed them out of the chair and bent her over the railing, his cock still balls deep inside her. He brushed her hair to the side and rained kisses over her back and shoulders.
She braced her hands against the wet wood and stared down into the dark waters. Her breasts dangled into space and she suddenly wondered if anyone could see them. She looked out at the quiet landscape and pastel sunrise.
"No one can see you, chérie. We're out here all alone.” He nipped her shoulder blade with his teeth. An excited shiver raced over her skin and she pushed back against his cock. He pulled all the way out and then thrust into her. “No one to hear you scream."
His words brought another flood of desire, of moisture. Clamping his hands over her hips, he started a slow motion, almost a twist as he pushed himself inside her heat. Cries of delight erupted from her throat and carried over the water.
Faster and faster he moved, his hot breath panting against her neck.
"Come for me,” he demanded and rubbed her clit.
"You first,” she replied, squeezing his cock with her muscles. A deep sound, almost a roar, burst from his throat. He swelled inside her and came with force. At the same moment, sharp teeth clamped over the base of her neck causing her to scream. Tears stung her eyes, but the pain was quickly replaced by pleasure. He pressed against her clit and she came again, crying out his name. Her knees went weak, and she was glad she was trapped between the solidness of Sebastian and the strong wooden railing. She was utterly spent.
"I love you,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. He kissed the tender spot on the back of her neck.
Love and pleasure wrapped her like a blanket. Moisture slicked her thighs, but she didn't care. She had Sebastian. Finally. After all the yearning and waiting, she had his love.
She was home.
The End
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Author Bio
Selena Blake has been telling stories for as long as she can remember, so, it's only appropriate that she write some of them down and share them with you.
When she's not writing sinfully hot erotica or spicy paranormal romance, she can be found watching movies, listening to music (and dancing around like a crazy woman), or cooking in her kitchen. She loves fruity drinks, the smell of coconut suntan lotion and exploring the darker side of things, looking for the light. She firmly believes that at the center of every anti-hero, there is a heart of gold. And that brunettes actually have more fun.
Visit her online at www.selena-blake.com.
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