by M. E. James
"You like this, don't you?" Sebastian licked his lips.
"Uh-huh." She gasped in pleasure.
The man gazed at her apartment door. "Do you want more?"
"Yes," she said, her own answer surprising her.
"Then let me come in and make love to you," he said.
In her own nervous stupidity, she said, "But I have to take a shower."
"Oh, sweetheart, once I'm inside, we both can take a shower." His grin was wicked.
A chill ran down her spine, but she shocked herself yet again by nodding.
Shaking from her own desperation, Emmy unlocked her apartment door. She stumbled inside, and Sebastian followed her in, already pressing hot kisses against the back of her neck. With a grunt, he scooped her up and captured her mouth with a kiss. As she melted against him, he tightened his arms around her waist, holding her close. Unfortunately, that was when he stopped devouring her neck.
"Emmy?" he asked.
All she could do was groan in response.
"Where's your bathroom?" he asked, all while holding her pressed up against him.
Her eyes snapped open, and she couldn't help but giggle. A moment of hot passion was interrupted all because Sebastian had never been to the bathroom in her apartment. She pointed down the hall, and he, smirking, carried her inside. He placed her on the granite countertop and ran his hands up her legs. Still, even as he captured her mouth yet again, a laugh escaped her throat.
"I'm going to have to work hard to make you forget that I just asked about the bathroom." The man chuckled as he laid a kiss on a throbbing vein on her neck.
"Then you'd best get to work right away," she said.
His eyes were lusty as he nodded.
The man unbuttoned her shirt and laid kisses along her collarbone. Finally, after he pushed the purple shirt over her shoulders, cool air grazed her sweaty body. Her skin was covered in goosebumps as he ran his fingers over her heaving chest. Slowly, he bent his head and pressed a kiss on her bosom.
As he ran his mouth over her skin, he murmured, "Pretty."
The compliment boosted her ego and sent a burst of arousal straight to her loins. As she whimpered, Sebastian unhooked her bra with expert speed and tossed it to the bathroom floor. Her breasts were heaving as he cupped them and planted soft, warm kisses along the tips of her aroused copper nubs. As he sucked her nipple into his mouth, she gasped in surprise and tangled her fingers in his hair. Even during their drunken night of passion, she'd never been this aroused. This was excitement beyond excitement. In fact, she was certain that if he didn't take her in the next couple of minutes, she might burst into flames and die.
"More," she groaned, her eyes fluttering shut.
The man responded by nipping playfully at her aroused nub, making her pussy drip with juices. He pulled away a moment later and gazed into her sweaty face.
"I love your breasts." He ran his fingers over the soft, smooth skin. "They're so full and beautiful. I could spend all day kissing them."
And then, as if to prove his point, the man lowered his head and kissed the tip of her left breast. He began to suckle at the aroused bud, causing crashing waves of urgency to drown her. She grabbed a fistful of hair and panted, certain that she was going to explode from the mounting pleasure that was building within her. Finally, after he sucked at her heaving bosom one last time, the man pulled back, his eyes full of lustful hunger. His gaze lingered on her face as he massaged a trembling breast.
As her desire only grew stronger, she realized that she would have been even happier if Sebastian was wearing fewer clothes. She seized the bottom of his soft gray T-shirt and pulled it over his head. After she had Sebastian bare, she marveled yet again at the sculpted chest that was presented to her. She ran her fingers over his muscles and felt him tremble beneath her fingertips. This man was hers, all hers, and she was starting to agree with Mary Lou. She really was crazy to even think about turning down Sebastian's marriage proposal. He was gorgeous, he was sweet, and even if he did have an odd fascination with slides, he was funny. Really, what kind of deep, dark secrets could a man like him be hiding anyway? She grinned at the thought, then ran her fingers down his hot skin.
While she explored every inch of his torso, marveling at the hardness of his pecs, she paused when she realized that this perfect specimen of a man had sired her baby.
Sebastian cracked open an eye. "Is something the matter?"
"You're the father of my child," she whispered.
"So I am." The man chuckled and ran his thumb along her chin. "And I love that fact."
Something about those words transformed Emmy Ellison, regular baker, into Emmy Ellison, predatory beast. She captured his lips with a fierce growl of desire, and he grunted in surprise before running his hands down to her ass. The man squeezed her rear end, groaning in response to her softness. Nervously, she fingered the front of his jeans, longing to once again see the hard, throbbing cock that had impregnated her.
Likely noting her trembling hands, Sebastian stopped fondling her for only long enough to unbutton his jeans and unzip his fly. He pulled his pants down his legs, then returned to capturing her mouth with a fierce, desperate kiss. As his tongue tangled with her own, she ran her fingers over his hard package, reveling at the size of his throbbing member. The man grunted as he lost control and pinned her against the bathroom sink. As he murmured words of need, he unzipped her pants and forced them down her legs. Soon all that remained between them was a thin pair of panties and briefs.
Sebastian pressed his throbbing cock against the sensitive folds of her sex. The man thrust against her, causing hot friction that made a gasp escape from her lips. She reached down and grabbed his ass cheeks, forcing the man to ride her harder. He only stopped his assault once his breath left his chest in harsh, desperate gasps.
"I want you in the shower." His fingers once again returned to her sensitive nipples. "I'll rub soap all over you and touch you until you scream."
She nodded, trying to pretend that her mouth wasn't watering.
"Mmm." His eyes darkened as they dropped to her panties. "I also want those off."
Trembling, she removed her underwear, exposing her throbbing sex to the man before her. Sebastian groaned in ecstasy when he saw her body, then traced her delicate second lips with the tips of his fingers.
"Soon I'll be inside of you again," he purred, then laid a kiss against her pussy.
She screamed in delight.
After he kissed her thoroughly between her legs, he pulled down his own briefs. His hard cock sprung out, eager to probe her to her core. He let her drink him in with her eyes for a moment before marching over to the shower and turning the knob to start the water. Soon warm water flowed down, dampening the stall.
"Come here, sweetheart." He held out his hand.
Emmy went to him at once. The man jumped into the shower and led her inside too. She looked up at him, trembling, and licked her lips. He merely grinned down at her, watching as her body glistened with water. The hunger in his eyes became fiercer the wetter she became. As his desire grew, her lover grabbed a bottle of body wash that was sitting by the wall.
With a roguish grin, the man poured soap into his hand. "Hold still."
Without hesitating, her lover placed a soap sodden hand on her left breast and massaged her skin in delicious circles. White suds formed, and soon, her flesh was glistening from more than water. He tortured her breast for ages and then moved on to the other side. His fingers aroused her right breast now, but instead of just massaging, he tweaked her sodden nipple, making her gasp in both shock and pleasure.
"Oh, please," she said, not even sure what she was begging him to do.
Still Sebastian's eyes only sparkled due to her desperation. He poured soap into his outstretched hand and then placed it against her cunt. He massaged her body, causing the dark ringlets of her sex to grow foamy. And he didn't just stop and clean her delicate folds. No, the man reached her hole, then inserted a finger i
nside of her, making her stiffen in surprise and then relax. She was forced to grab his water soaked shoulders for support as he pleasured her.
"What are you doing?" She dug her fingers into his skin.
"I'm giving you a thorough washing."
As he thrust inside of her yet again, she spread her legs, wanting him inside her even deeper. Unfortunately, after he thrust a few last times, he pulled out.
"Turn around." He lovingly massaged her cunt's lips.
She blinked slowly. "Huh?"
"Turn around." The man made a circular motion with his finger. "I'm not done with you yet."
Her eyes widened in shock, and she hesitated. It was Sebastian's sultry grin that finally convinced her to do as he said. She turned around, and he ran his soapy fingers between her ass cheeks. Stiffening in surprise, she gasped, but the man continued to touch her rear-end. She'd never had her ass crack washed, or even touched, by another before, so the sudden attention to the body part was a surprise.
He let his finger linger on her anus. "Let me take your ass."
She chewed her bottom lip, uncertain, but then nodded. The man didn't hesitate, didn't give her time to doubt herself. Instead he plunged his finger inside of her, make her cry out and grab onto the wall for support. Having a finger up her ass was a new experience in comparison to having a finger inside her sobbing-wet cunt. Yet once she got over the shock, the feeling of his finger plunging inside of her was surprisingly pleasant.
"I love your ass so much." He forced his finger deeper inside of her. "It's so beautiful that I could sink my teeth into it."
Sebastian pinched her ass. Her skin stung, but she didn't mind. She wriggled her rear end back and forth, enjoying this new experience. All too soon, Sebastian pulled his finger from her hole and ran his hand along the smooth skin of her hips. He pressed his cock against her cunt, rubbing his throbbing head against her swollen, dripping rosebud.
"Are you ready?" Sebastian's voice was husky from desire.
She gripped the wall for support, her heart thundering. "Uh-huh."
In one swift motion, Sebastian thrust inside of her. His engorged shaft speared her repeatedly as the sound of his grunts echoed throughout the stall. The man dug his fingers into her hips, giving himself more leverage so he could plunge inside of her even deeper. She arched her back, certain that she was about to burst, and then—
"Oh my God!" Emmy screamed as an orgasm more powerful than any she'd had before tore through her body.
But it didn't stop there. Sebastian continued to ride her through her orgasm. The man gripped her breasts and tweaked her nipples as he thrust. Whimpers escaped her lips as Sebastian—his voice, his touch, his smell—surrounded her. She was swimming in the man and loved it.
He ran his hands down her waist and over the soft plains of her stomach. As he rammed her, he toyed with her clitoris, causing the heat to build within her all over again. In the past, she was not the sort of woman who had multiple orgasms. In fact, she hadn't even been sure she could have them. Now she was not only sure that she could have multiple orgasms, she was sure that she could have thousands of them in quick succession. Desperate to come again, she thrust her hips against his, desperate to increase the pressure as he drilled her.
Unfortunately, he pulled out, even as his hard cock remained dripping with her fluids.
"What are you doing?" Damn it all, she'd been so close to coming again.
He pressed his cock against her anus. "I want to take your ass."
"I, I…" She hesitated.
Oh, what was there to lose? Everything that Sebastian had done so far had felt good, and she knew that anal sex wouldn't hurt her baby.
"Okay," she said.
He grunted in response, then began to toy with her ass with his fingers. At first he just added one, then he plunged his digits in and out of her hole. The sensation burned in the beginning, but as he increased his speed, she arched her back and wriggled her hips as she began to enjoy his touch more and more. After she lost track of time, he finally pulled his fingers from her ass.
"I think you're ready," he purred, stroking her ass cheek.
With his cock dripping from her juices, he eased his way into her, stretching the tight hole to the max. She sucked in air as he entered her body, certain that she was going to explode from the pressure in her ass. Once he was inside of her all the way, he cupped her breasts again and squeezed a nipple between his fingers.
"I'm in you," he whispered. "I'm in your ass."
She groaned in affirmation, aroused because of his words.
In one swift motion, Sebastian plunged inside of her again. As he quickened his movements, he fondled her sensitive nipples. She became certain that she was going to explode. While she cried out his name, she arched her back, presenting her rear end for him to impale deeper and deeper. His balls began to slap wildly against her cheeks, and his rhythmic grunts filled the air.
"Yes," she cried as she neared yet another orgasm.
His answer was a thrust so hard that it sent pleasure spiraling throughout every inch of her body. She wailed his name, unhinged by her own yearning. She wanted—no, she needed—to be ridden, and her cries marked her unrelenting urgency. As he gave her everything he had, he brought his hands down to her ass and squeezed her cheeks together. While he took her, the sensation of his hardened rod thrusting inside of her drove her to orgasm one final time.
"Oh God, I'm coming." She bucked as he rammed himself inside of her yet again.
The orgasm she had was so powerful her legs weakened and she almost slipped to the floor. She was grateful that she didn't lose her footing because Sebastian had yet to come. But after one final grunt, that changed. The man seized her hips and emptied himself inside of her quivering body.
As he filled her ass with his seed, she whimpered, "Sebastian," and reached for him.
Even as he trembled from his overpowering orgasm, he caught her hand and held it. Pulling her close, he placed his hands on her heaving chest and buried his face in her neck. She could feel the man quaking against her, and she leaned back as the urge to be closer to him grew. The man nestled his head in her neck, then laid a kiss against her throbbing vein.
After a moment of closeness, he sighed. "You were amazing."
"Mmm." She opened her eyes. "I think you were the amazing one."
He spun her around so she faced him.
"Why don't we compromise and say that we're amazing together?" The roguish sparkle was back in his eyes.
She grinned. "You know what, I think that's something I can live with."
Nodding, he bent his head and captured her lips again.
That was the moment she felt her heart stir for the first time.
Chapter Four
When Emmy opened her eyes the next morning, she discovered that there was an arm draped over her chest. And not just any arm. A hairy, muscular arm. She stared down at the limb, thinking that she was going crazy, and then remembered what had happened the night before. Sebastian had once again seduced her, and then she'd ended up having butt sex with him in the shower. She had no idea how he'd managed to get her to try anal. One second she was a vanilla woman who'd never had any desire to have something shoved up her ass, and the next, she was being taken from behind. She never did things like that. What was it about him that made her want to delve into the unknown?
That was the moment when she realized something. She trusted Sebastian. That was why she'd let him do what he did.
Maybe it was strange to have such a philosophical thought all because she'd been speared up the corn hole, but she couldn't think of any other reason why she would let a man shove something up her rear end. Groaning, she gazed down at the sleeping man at her side. She sighed, not sure if she was disgusted with herself for what she'd done or happy because of the sheer amount of mind-blowing sex she'd had.
Sebastian opened one eye. "That was quite a sigh, sweetheart."
"You were awake?" Her eyes widened in alarm.
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"I've been up for a little while." He sat up and rubbed her arm. "You feeling okay?"
"Yep." Besides the confusion.
"No morning sickness?"
She didn't feel even an inkling of nausea. "Nope."
"How about headaches?"
She shook her head. "Definitely not."
"How about—"
"My nipples aren't sore either," she interrupted before he could finish.
"I didn't say a word about your nipples." His hand roamed over her breast. "Though I wouldn't mind giving them a good-morning kiss."
Her cheeks grew hot from embarrassment. "No, I have to go to work."
"I can't believe you still blush after all I've done to you," he said.
She sniffed. "Well, you do insist on saying embarrassing things."
"Embarrassing and true things." He squeezed her breast again. "For example, if I said I spent the night shoving my cock in your cunt, then that would be very true."
"And embarrassing." She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Oh, really?" He tweaked her nipple. "I think it turned you on. Your nipples just got hard."
"How can you be this aroused first thing in the morning?" She shook her head.
Even though she asked the question, she was growing damp between her legs.
"I'm always turned on," he said. "It's a blessing and a curse."
"I don't get turned on until I have a full pot of coffee." Which was normally true, but apparently Sebastian voided her need for a steaming cup of Joe.
"Really?" Sebastian slid out of bed. "One pot of coffee coming up."
"I said I have to work," she cried. "No good morning diddle for you."
"Damn shame." Sebastian gazed at her hopefully. "How about tonight? Any diddling tonight?"
"I really should say no," she muttered.
"Why?" He studied her with an amused smile. "I've already fathered your child, and one of these days, you're going to say yes to marrying me."
