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Authors: Adriana Noir
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me what you think.”
“It’s…it’s different,” she admitted, unable to make heads or tails of what she was feeling . All she knew was she felt a baffling and overwhelming desire to beg him to take her right then and there. She wanted more. She wanted him to make her submit to the deliciously sweet torment he offered.
“Mm. That it is, baby.”
His voice rolled through her, heightening her sense of need. She fought to hold still, flushing as his fingers explored the dampness pooling between her legs. He rumbled with approval finding her both eager and wet. Pressing closer, Sebastian ground against her in a gyrating tease, his erection prodding the warm landscape his hand had left in its wake. The shaky exhale he released added to her desire. Her body trembled with strain, as Sebastian ground his thumb against her clit and eased a thick digit inside her. It was all she could do to keep standing when he added another finger and pumped into her with hard, firm stokes. Wanting so much to please him, she fought to keep her position and not crumple at his feet.
Sebastian resumed his merciless assault. With each powerful plunge of his fingers, he smacked her ass, keeping a tempo that made her want to explode. All too soon, his hands and the delicious things they’d been doing were gone. Taylor groaned in frustration and tried to straighten, but a heavy hand shoved her back down, pinning the back of her neck.
“I didn’t tell you to move, ” he growled.
His strong hands jerked her hips back and upward with a force that spoke of his displeasure. A breathless scream tore from her throat when he filled her body with a single, claiming thrust. The feel of his hard, hot length stretching her to the brink was nothing short of ecstasy. Her hold on the desk tightened as Sebastian drove into her with a primal snarl of ownership. The harsh slap of skin filled the room. He stabbed into her time and again, his rhythm slow, hard, and deliberate. It didn’t take long for pulsing waves of pleasure to build in her core. She whimpered, hips arching to meet his. Release hit hard and fast. She cried out as she came, her body clamping with enough force to rob her of both wind and sanity. Sebastian stiffened above her, and she knew whatever control he had was lost. A frustrated growl rumbled through his chest as one hand locked on her hipbone. The other anchored in her hair, giving him a sure but steady hold as he propped a foot beside her and pounded his way to climax.
His breathless cry was music to her ears.
Easing her off the desk, he spun her around and wrapped her in his arms, holding her upright. Her body still pulsed and sang. Being with Sebastian was like breaching the surface and gasping for air after being under water for too long: delirious, dizzying, and almost frantic—she could never get enough. He was both aphrodisiac and addiction, a craving with no cure.
Without a word, Sebastian lifted Taylor into his arms and carried her to his chair where he cradled her in his lap. His hands rubbed soothing circles against her back, easing the chill and coaxing her back down.
After a few minutes, she managed to find her voice. “What the fuck was that ?” she asked.
Sebastian tapped her lip with his forefinger. “Language, baby,” he warned. “That was a birthday spanking, and perhaps you finding a bit of yourself as well. Maybe a part you never even knew existed.”
“Great,” she muttered. “ Not only am I another year older, but now I discover I’m a freak who gets off on getting spanked.”
His body shook with silent laughter. “Taylor, Taylor.” Tipping her chin, he searched her eyes. “It wasn’t meant to hurt you, darling. You were supposed to enjoy it. I certainly did.”
She pushed a wry exhale through her nose . “Wonderful. We’re both screwed up.”
He seemed to ponder that for a long moment. Sighing, he wrapped his arms a little tighter , ensconcing her in his
“It’s…it’s different,” she admitted, unable to make heads or tails of what she was feeling . All she knew was she felt a baffling and overwhelming desire to beg him to take her right then and there. She wanted more. She wanted him to make her submit to the deliciously sweet torment he offered.
“Mm. That it is, baby.”
His voice rolled through her, heightening her sense of need. She fought to hold still, flushing as his fingers explored the dampness pooling between her legs. He rumbled with approval finding her both eager and wet. Pressing closer, Sebastian ground against her in a gyrating tease, his erection prodding the warm landscape his hand had left in its wake. The shaky exhale he released added to her desire. Her body trembled with strain, as Sebastian ground his thumb against her clit and eased a thick digit inside her. It was all she could do to keep standing when he added another finger and pumped into her with hard, firm stokes. Wanting so much to please him, she fought to keep her position and not crumple at his feet.
Sebastian resumed his merciless assault. With each powerful plunge of his fingers, he smacked her ass, keeping a tempo that made her want to explode. All too soon, his hands and the delicious things they’d been doing were gone. Taylor groaned in frustration and tried to straighten, but a heavy hand shoved her back down, pinning the back of her neck.
“I didn’t tell you to move, ” he growled.
His strong hands jerked her hips back and upward with a force that spoke of his displeasure. A breathless scream tore from her throat when he filled her body with a single, claiming thrust. The feel of his hard, hot length stretching her to the brink was nothing short of ecstasy. Her hold on the desk tightened as Sebastian drove into her with a primal snarl of ownership. The harsh slap of skin filled the room. He stabbed into her time and again, his rhythm slow, hard, and deliberate. It didn’t take long for pulsing waves of pleasure to build in her core. She whimpered, hips arching to meet his. Release hit hard and fast. She cried out as she came, her body clamping with enough force to rob her of both wind and sanity. Sebastian stiffened above her, and she knew whatever control he had was lost. A frustrated growl rumbled through his chest as one hand locked on her hipbone. The other anchored in her hair, giving him a sure but steady hold as he propped a foot beside her and pounded his way to climax.
His breathless cry was music to her ears.
Easing her off the desk, he spun her around and wrapped her in his arms, holding her upright. Her body still pulsed and sang. Being with Sebastian was like breaching the surface and gasping for air after being under water for too long: delirious, dizzying, and almost frantic—she could never get enough. He was both aphrodisiac and addiction, a craving with no cure.
Without a word, Sebastian lifted Taylor into his arms and carried her to his chair where he cradled her in his lap. His hands rubbed soothing circles against her back, easing the chill and coaxing her back down.
After a few minutes, she managed to find her voice. “What the fuck was that ?” she asked.
Sebastian tapped her lip with his forefinger. “Language, baby,” he warned. “That was a birthday spanking, and perhaps you finding a bit of yourself as well. Maybe a part you never even knew existed.”
“Great,” she muttered. “ Not only am I another year older, but now I discover I’m a freak who gets off on getting spanked.”
His body shook with silent laughter. “Taylor, Taylor.” Tipping her chin, he searched her eyes. “It wasn’t meant to hurt you, darling. You were supposed to enjoy it. I certainly did.”
She pushed a wry exhale through her nose . “Wonderful. We’re both screwed up.”
He seemed to ponder that for a long moment. Sighing, he wrapped his arms a little tighter , ensconcing her in his
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