“I’M GOING TO LICK AND suck your sweet pussy all night long, baby,” Sebastian said before dragging his tongue up my thigh. “It’s been so long since I’ve tasted you.”
My body tensed, my head pressing back into the pillow, as he continued to nibble at my body.
Sex was a rare occurrence these days, and when we did get some time to be together, it was usually a quick dirty fuck, as Sebastian liked to call it.
Things in our life were growing, to say the least. With Clive’s being labeled as New York’s hottest and Jessica’s opening new locations in California and Paris, we were always on the move. Not to mention, Sebastian had bought two new buildings and was considering opening another business.
As for me, I volunteered as much as I could, but my new job as a mom took up all of my time. I promised myself I’d never hire a nanny or any such nonsense, so most days were spent with me and the little one discovering the world around us. I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
Opening my eyes, I let my vision linger over our new master suite. The sleek gray and white décor gave the room a soft feel. I loved it. I’d never thought in a million years I’d live in such luxury. We’d moved out of the condo not long after Anthony decided to try and kill me. Sebastian and I bought a beautiful brownstone. We left behind the flashy condos and settled into a family home. It was amazing.
“Yes,” I gasped. “Just like that.”
With my fingers in his hair, I guided his head to where I ached for him. I could hardly wait to feel his tongue against my sensitive flesh.
He groaned, the sound vibrating against my leg and sending shockwaves over my clit. Lifting my hips, I begged him with my body.
I wasn’t sure how much longer I could go without feeling him in some way, shape, or form. Our recent stint without sex had lasted almost a week. With Kyle visiting from school and car shopping with Sebastian—there was always something.
“Just forget it. Come up here. I need you inside me.” I clawed at his shoulders, deciding I couldn’t stand the teasing anymore.
He moved up my body, a satisfied grin on his face.
“Does my wife have needs?” he asked, his lips skimming mine as he adjusted himself between my thighs.
His tip pressed against my opening, and I thrust my hips to take him into me.
“Yes. Don’t tease me, Sebastian. I want you.”
“Mmmm.” He nibbled my bottom lip. “I love it when you beg for my cock.”
I was definitely begging.
Already, I was dripping for him. My body aching with need and my muscles so stiff with desire I thought I’d snap if he didn’t fill me soon.
He adjusted his hips once again, the tip of his rock hard cock pressing inside and spreading me.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, Rosslyn. Is that what you want, dirty girl? Do you want to be fucked?”
I nodded, my teeth digging into my bottom lip. “Yes.”
And he pressed harder, almost slipping into me. Just as I was beginning to feel relief, a knock sounded at our bedroom door and Sebastian paused with wide eyes.
“Daddy?” Ariel’s voice echoed through the door.
Letting out a breath, Sebastian buried his head between my neck and shoulder and chuckled. I joined in. It was either laugh or cry, and at this point, I could do either.
“Yes, Mermaid?” Sebastian called out with a grin. He pulled away from my body, slid from the bed, and pulled on his shorts.
I covered myself with the sheet and smiled up at him.
“I’m scared. I heard a noise in my closet.”
Leaning over me, he planted a soft kiss on my lips before going to the door and opening it. Standing there, in her Little Mermaid nightgown, our daughter stared up at her daddy with stars in her eyes.
Her hair was red like mine, her eyes also green, but when it came to personality, she was all Sebastian.
Headstrong.
Confident.
Beautiful.
With her daddy wrapped so tightly around her three-year-old finger.
“What’s wrong, angel?” Sebastian said as he lifted her in his arms and they started back toward her room.
I lay there, staring up at the ceiling above our bed and smiled to myself.
Life was perfection.
I was married to the man of my dreams, who loved me unconditionally. I had a daughter who was daddy’s little princess, my brother was taking the art world by storm, and I had a little secret growing in my stomach that I secretly hoped was a son.
After ten minutes, Sebastian hadn’t returned. I wrapped the sheet around myself and crept down the hallway to Ariel’s room. Standing just outside her door, I listened.
“But there’s a boogeyman in my closet. I heard him growling.” Ariel’s sweet voice sounded.
Sebastian chuckled. “There’s no such thing as the boogeyman, Mermaid. And if there were, no boogeyman would dare mess with a princess with her beastly daddy just down the hall. Daddy would never let anything happen to you. You know that, right?”
“But … but, Daddy, Uncle Mac says he’s the beast. “
Mac was another one that Ariel seemed to have wrapped around her tiny finger. The men didn’t stand a chance with her angelic face and sweet scarlet curls.
“No. Uncle Mac just looks like a beast. He’s really a big teddy bear. Ask Mommy.”
Ariel giggled and my heart warmed.
Sebastian had definitely stepped up to the plate when it came to being a father. I was afraid for him. He’d panicked so much, thinking that he’d be a terrible father, but that wasn’t the case at all.
I could still remember the crazed look in his eyes when I was in labor. He’d been so helpless, begging the doctor to take my pain away.
Silly man.
I loved him so much.
“You’re funny, Daddy.”
“And you’re silly, Mermaid.” I heard him adjust himself on her tiny princess bed, the mattress shifting beneath him. “Now, are you ready to get some sleep?”
“Will you leave my nightlight on?”
“Yes, baby, Daddy will leave your nightlight on.”
“Okay, good night. I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you, too, Mermaid.”
I crept back to our room and climbed into bed before Sebastian came back.
Closing the door behind him, he grinned over at me.
“Everything okay?” I asked, pretending I hadn’t heard their sweet conversation.
“Everything’s perfect.” He crept over to the bed, untying his shorts and letting them drop to the floor at his feet. “Now, where were we?”
“I think we were just about to play.” I smirked.
His eyes lit up, his cock growing hard again.
“That’s right. Let’s play.” He climbed over me, his wide shoulders blocking out the lighting and his hips pressing into me. He grinned down at me and then his lips were at my ear. “Sebastian says ….”