Sebastian
I shouldn’t have flown out here without calling her first. Telling myself I needed to check in and make sure everything was okay and congratulate her on getting her real estate license was such a load of shit. The last few months had been sheer hell and I had to see her. If I’d had more than few hours’ sleep a night it was a miracle. I couldn’t close my eyes without craving her next to me in bed. I pulled up my rental car behind her house, wanting to surprise her, but I was the one who’d gotten surprised.
Thomas Bentley had stood on that porch enjoying the kisses that should’ve belonged to me. Not only that, Ashley had initiated it. If I hadn’t been half crazy with longing, I would have gotten in that car and drove off, leaving her in peace. Taking deep breaths of sweet country air, I told myself if she let him inside I’d take myself out of the picture. I’m not sure that was the truth, and I was glad I wasn’t forced to find out.
She lived in complete isolation, and it couldn’t be safe. I needed to take her away from this place, and remind her whose bed she belonged in. I felt like a peeping Tom, that damn name again, as I walked around the house, finding her bedroom window, and watching her undress. Ashley was even more beautiful than I remembered, and I couldn’t pull my eyes away.
She was wearing a cotton nightgown and her hands moved to cup her breasts. I almost came. The sight of her touching herself made me so hard I could barely stand it. I wanted my fingers gliding over that perfect flesh. In sleep, she’d tossed off the covers, raised the hem of her dress and stroked over her pussy, enticing me more than any man should ever be tempted.
I sensed her frustration when she awoke and punched the pillow and was ready to give her the release she needed. The thought of her being unfulfilled wouldn’t do. My sweet little lover needed my hands on her. I knocked on the window, refusing to break into her house without permission. I’d already broken rules by watching her pleasure herself.
The startled look in her hazel eyes as she sat up staring at me through the glass pane was priceless. “Sebastian?” Her voice was confused and filled with sleep and I grinned.
“Invite me in.” I wasn’t taking a step inside until she did. Ashley had to want me more than that pathetic little man she’d kissed earlier!
Her gaze was still confused as her lips spoke the words that gave me every right I needed, “Come in.” I pushed the window open feeling like some teenager as I propelled my body through the opening. “This is a dream.” She shook her head, looking at me, tears filling those gorgeous eyes.
“This is not a dream, Ashley.” Walking over to her bed, I ripped her nightgown down the middle, exposing that beautiful body I’d craved to possess. She pulled the tattered pieces together in front and sat up quickly. Her hands trembled as she attempted to cover herself. “Stop!” The words escaped my lips harsher than I intended because I was struggling to not strip down and fuck her like an animal.
Her hands froze on the material. “You should leave, Sebastian,” she whispered the words softly and I could see she didn’t doubt I was real flesh and blood standing in front of her now.
“That’s not what you want, though. Is it?” I sat down on the edge of the bed, my hand cupping her pussy, feeling the wetness seeping there. “Tell me you don’t want me to spread your legs wide and devour this succulent banquet, lover. I’ll go and never return.”
“Please Sebastian,” she whispered, not telling me to leave, and I knew that she wanted this as badly as I did.
“I want to please you. I want to make love to you in every position imaginable until you admit your body will always be mine.” Two of my fingers slid inside her gripping heat, and she arched off the bed to meet them. “Tell me what you want.”
“You know I can’t think when you touch me that way.” She stopped trying to hold her gown together and grabbed my wrist.
“Demand that I stop then.” I smirked as her hand rested over mine, pressing hard, telling me she wanted more and not trying to push me away.
“I should tell you no.” She bit her lip hard and I rode her slowly with my fingers watching her hips rise and fall with each push and pull.
“Do it.” I curled my fingers inside her and she cried out in pleasure. “Tell me to stop petting this sweet pussy. I will. All you have to do is say the word.”
“Love me.” She was so close and I knew I was taking advantage of her body’s weakness. I’d never cared before but I did now. I wanted her to give herself to me completely, without needing to tease her into submission.
“Come for me, lover. Take what you need.” This woman! I needed her more than the air I breathed and I should hate her for making me weak. Instead, I needed her to want me more than any man could ever make her desire. It was almost obsession that she craved me as much as I needed to own her.
Using every ounce of tenderness I possessed, my fingers inched in and out, until she flooded them with her desire. Pressing deep I held them there as she rode out her pleasure. “That’s it, sweet girl. You look even more beautiful when you come for me.
Slowly withdrawing my fingers, her flesh gripped me, trying to suck me back in and I groaned. “Tell me you’ve missed this as much as I have.” I brought my fingers to my lips and suckled off her flavor.
A quick intake of breath, and she slid off the bed, grabbing the sheet to wrap around her. “You can’t do this, Sebastian. Walk into my life just when I’m finally learning to let you go.” Holding the sheet with one hand, she slapped me with the other, then took off running.
I stood there in shock. Why was she so angry? I’d given selflessly to make sure she was pleased, hadn’t even fucked her the way my body craved. Learning to let me go? What the fuck did that even mean? I took off after her and from the back door slamming, I knew the direction she headed off in.
There was a trail leading into the woods and I saw the white sheet through the trees. She was going to get herself killed walking through that at night, and I ran to catch up. In a small clearing in the woods, she stood there, the moon bathing her in luminous light. My goddess, that’s what she was and I walked up behind her, arms wrapping around her waist, lowering my chin to rest on her shoulder.
“No matter how far you run, I’ll always find you.” She stiffened in my arms as sobs racked her small frame. Didn’t she know I’d move heaven and earth to keep her?
“What do you want from me, Sebastian?” She released her hold on the sheet, and I opened my arms to allow it to fall at her feet. Those words were so full of pain that I wanted nothing more than to love it out of her. “You already have my body, and my heart. Isn’t it enough to know I can’t resist you?”
Stepping back, I spread out the sheet, not knowing how to answer her question. It wasn’t enough. Nothing would ever be enough. I turned back, lifted her in my arms, and lowered her gently to the ground. “I want everything, lover. Every smile, every orgasm, your first and last kiss, all of it. I’m greedy that way.”
I cupped her breast, lowered my mouth to suckle, and I bit down lightly on her stiff nipple. “I want to own these.” I cupped the other breast squeezing them firmly. Working my way down her body, my lips leaving a trail of kisses before I parted her thighs wide, placing them on my shoulders. “I want to feast on this delicious pussy and fill you up with my cock until all you think about is how good I make you feel.”
I followed my words with actions until her soft cries filled the night air, and then before she could fall apart, I entered her slowly. Rising on my arms, I filled her inch by inch, then rotated my hips slightly. “I want to fill your belly with my child.”
Her legs wrapped around my waist, and she strained up until her eyes met mine. “You said you didn’t want children.” I pulled all the way to the edge of her tight pussy, and slowly slid back in before answering. I wanted her to feel me, to know that I was willing to do anything to keep her.
“Tell me you want my baby inside you.” Ignoring her comment, I began making love to her. I was going to fill her up if she didn’t demand I stop. Each slow plunge was leading me closer to release. There had been no other woman but her. The thought was almost comical. Sebastian Church, celibate.
“You. I. We. God! Love me, Sebastian. Shut up and love me.” I wouldn’t even correct her about religion, even though I was still all she’d ever need. She hadn’t said no. Forcing myself to show restraint, I took her with a tenderness that was killing me, but I loved it at the same time. The edge of paradise was waiting, and every thrust brought it closer.
She reached down to grab my ass. I was lost as her tight pussy contracted around my cock. Feeling her milking me forced me to strain my hips against her and fill her with every ounce of passion I had. I wanted her to have it all, and didn’t stop until I was flaccid inside her perfect body.
Pulling her to rest on top of me, I didn’t care that wildlife probably surrounded us. This was perfection, her cheek resting against my chest as she tried to catch her breath, the gentle breeze blowing through her hair. I was becoming such a pussy for her, but I didn’t even care. Living without her had driven me mad.
“Do you love me, Sebastian?” For long moments, we’d lain together not speaking and I knew what she wanted to hear. I’d also promised I’d never lie to her.
“I can’t sleep, work, or think of anything but you. I know nothing about love, but I know there’s nowhere on earth I’d rather be than here in your arms.” For the first time since my mother’s death, I sent up a prayer that it would be enough.
She lifted and looked down into my eyes, her hand softly cupping my jaw. “I love you enough for both of us.” Her lips met mine, and I knew miracles could happen. This beautiful, innocent woman that I’d almost destroyed was living proof. “I’ll have your baby, but only if you marry me.”
Marriage, ownership. Same thing. “I thought you’d never ask.” She sat up, straddled me, and smacked me in the chest. “Of course, I’ll marry you.”
My cock hardened with her rubbing her sexy self all over it. I was shocked when she guided me inside that tight, wet, sheath. She took every inch of me, then sat up to look into my eyes. “No other woman will have what’s mine if we marry. You understand that?”
I couldn’t even get it up for another woman, but decided not to share that information. “Maybe you should show me why I’ll give them all up.” The fire that filled her hazel eyes made me grin. That smile turned into a groan as she rode me fast and hard, shocking me with her new moves.
“Have you fucked anyone else?” Instantly, I was irate, and grabbed her hips, holding them firmly. I would never allow another cock inside my pussy.
“No.” She met my gaze and there wasn’t a drop of malice in hers, only desire. “Sebastian, please.” Her body was begging to come, and I couldn’t hold her back even if I wanted to. Flipping her over, I put her legs over my shoulder and took over, plunging deep, hard, and fast.
“This pussy is mine.” Relentlessly, I pounded into her. “Say it!”
“It’s yours.” I fucked the breath out of her and still I refused to slow down. To her credit, she met each thrust as savagely as I was giving them. I was barely a man as I took her, more animal, but as long as she returned my loving just as fiercely, we were a perfect match.
I demanded her orgasms, and after she’d had two more, I finally filled her up again. My rage subsided, knowing I’d been her only lover and would be until the end of time. I guess I was a possessive sonofabitch, but you can’t change what you are. as I slid out of her, she flinched, and I felt guilty. “I have no control with you, lover.”
She laughed softly, and pushed me over to lay on my chest again. “I like it when you take me that way.” Ashley was the perfect woman.
“Maybe we should take this inside?” Making love under the moonlight was great, but my ass getting bit by mosquitos was less so. I shook out the sheet when she stood up, and then walked hand in hand with her back to the house.
“I need a shower.” Her cheeks were a lovely shade of red, and her eyes lowered, not meeting mine. The beautiful woman that had just had sex outside was suddenly shy. I chuckled. She was such a contradiction of innocence and seduction, both of which I loved.
Loved? I didn’t know anything about, that but it hit me so hard in the gut, I knew my feelings couldn’t be anything else. “Why don’t you go first? I don’t want you so sore I can’t enjoy you again.” I needed a few minutes to get my shit together after that revelation.
She rolled her eyes and took off into the bathroom, while I walked into the kitchen to make coffee. Everything I felt for her suddenly made sense. It wasn’t just sex, although that was fucking phenomenal between us, it was all the other things.
Not wanting to wake up without her beside me, having three or four kids, maybe more? Hating to see her cry, worried that she was going to get hurt all alone out here in the woods. If that wasn’t love, what was it? I wanted my every waking minute to be with her. I couldn’t lie to myself.
I made the coffee, and poured myself a cup and waited until she joined me to pour her one. “I fucking love you.” There were a million ways I could have said that better, but it was a revelation to me and it just slipped out.
The soft laughter that filled the room made me a little angry until she walked over and flung herself into my arms. “I love you, too, you big oaf.”
My hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back as my lips fell on hers. I kissed her roughly and I knew this was right where I’d belonged. “I don’t know what spell you’ve put on me, lover, but I pray you never end it.”
“Um. Sebastian?” The playful look on her face should have warned me, but her words still shocked me in a good way. “The only place you need to kneel is waiting in the bedroom.” She pulled out of my arms running in that direction and I chuckled loudly, following her.
My sweet, dirty, girl. I’d taught her well. I couldn’t wait to teach her even more. Maybe we’d go to hell for being blasphemous, but surely, God could forgive two sinners who found pleasure worshipping each other?