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months ago, she was the last person he ever thought could do this to him.
Impatient knuckles rapped against the bathroom door. Shit. “Give me a minute,” he said hoarsely.
The knock repeated. “Give me a minute,” he barked again.
“I think I can be of some assistance,” the purring sound of a feminine voice came from the other side of the door. Chastity? Should he open the door with his cock hanging out like it was? Did he really want her to see him in this condition? Hell, this day was already weird. Why not? After all, she was the reason for his discomfort.
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Sebastian stuffed his cock back inside his pants, before unlocking and wrenching the door open, only to have her push him backward. She closed the door behind her and relocked it. “Chastity, what are you doing?”
There was a half-smile on her lips and a dangerous gleam within the depths of her dark eyes. “Shut up, Sebastian,” she whispered, reaching up to cup the back of his head and bringing it down to her own.
Petal soft lips moved ardently over his. Where the hell did she learn to kiss like that? Judging from the way she used to look, he wouldn’t have thought she had that much experience in the sex department, but he’d been wrong before. He wasn’t able to dwell on these thoughts for long because her tongue pushed its way past his lips. Goddamn she was sweet, just as he’d imagined.
Sebastian immediately wrapped his arms around the pliant body pressing against him. He reveled in the softness of her warmth. She tasted of the soft drink she’d tormented him with earlier and a unique flavor all her own. His tongue darted out to meet hers, dancing with it to the syncopated rhythm of their hearts. A burst of hot flame raced through his body, making it nearly impossible for him to stand.
Sebastian pressed his cock against the juncture of her thighs. What he really wanted was to be inside of her, but for now, he’d have to settle for what he could get. Chastity sighed softly into his mouth, letting him know just how into this she was. The way she moved her lips over his made him think she had a lot more experience than he’d originally thought. For some reason the image of her kissing other men bothered him.
A possessiveness he’d never experienced before raced through him, making Sebastian tighten his grip around her waist. He must have squeezed too tight because she tore her mouth away and gasped for breath.
“I’m sorry,” he muttered, raining kisses over her face and neck.
“It’s okay,” Chastity groaned.
His hands slid down her back and he placed them on her plump bottom, squeezing it, trying to get as close to her as possible. “God, Chastity. You turn me on.”
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One eager hand reached down to grab the hem of her skirt and raised it over her thighs. She moaned, throwing her head back, exposing the smooth column of her neck. Sebastian wanted to devour her, his lips grazing the pulse of her throat. She squirmed when his fingers dipped inside her panties. He’d never been more grateful to a woman for not wearing panty hose. When his fingers found her damp, swollen button, it was like discovering heaven.
He could smell her pussy and he very badly wanted to taste it.
Sebastian speared her cunt with his middle finger, sliding it in and out of her. “Yes, Sebastian. Just like that!” Chastity cried out, gripping his shoulders in a vise. Her eyes flickered open. They were clouded with desire—for him. It made Sebastian even hornier to know that he had this affect on her. She was so beautiful; he couldn’t help brushing his lips against her slightly parted ones every now and then. Chastity smelled good. Really good. “The perfume you’re wearing is driving me crazy. What is it?” he asked, rubbing his nose against her neck.
“Versace’s Versus.”
“Mmm, I like it.”
“So do I,” she laughed, her hand sliding down the center of his body, before pushing inside his
Impatient knuckles rapped against the bathroom door. Shit. “Give me a minute,” he said hoarsely.
The knock repeated. “Give me a minute,” he barked again.
“I think I can be of some assistance,” the purring sound of a feminine voice came from the other side of the door. Chastity? Should he open the door with his cock hanging out like it was? Did he really want her to see him in this condition? Hell, this day was already weird. Why not? After all, she was the reason for his discomfort.
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Sebastian stuffed his cock back inside his pants, before unlocking and wrenching the door open, only to have her push him backward. She closed the door behind her and relocked it. “Chastity, what are you doing?”
There was a half-smile on her lips and a dangerous gleam within the depths of her dark eyes. “Shut up, Sebastian,” she whispered, reaching up to cup the back of his head and bringing it down to her own.
Petal soft lips moved ardently over his. Where the hell did she learn to kiss like that? Judging from the way she used to look, he wouldn’t have thought she had that much experience in the sex department, but he’d been wrong before. He wasn’t able to dwell on these thoughts for long because her tongue pushed its way past his lips. Goddamn she was sweet, just as he’d imagined.
Sebastian immediately wrapped his arms around the pliant body pressing against him. He reveled in the softness of her warmth. She tasted of the soft drink she’d tormented him with earlier and a unique flavor all her own. His tongue darted out to meet hers, dancing with it to the syncopated rhythm of their hearts. A burst of hot flame raced through his body, making it nearly impossible for him to stand.
Sebastian pressed his cock against the juncture of her thighs. What he really wanted was to be inside of her, but for now, he’d have to settle for what he could get. Chastity sighed softly into his mouth, letting him know just how into this she was. The way she moved her lips over his made him think she had a lot more experience than he’d originally thought. For some reason the image of her kissing other men bothered him.
A possessiveness he’d never experienced before raced through him, making Sebastian tighten his grip around her waist. He must have squeezed too tight because she tore her mouth away and gasped for breath.
“I’m sorry,” he muttered, raining kisses over her face and neck.
“It’s okay,” Chastity groaned.
His hands slid down her back and he placed them on her plump bottom, squeezing it, trying to get as close to her as possible. “God, Chastity. You turn me on.”
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One eager hand reached down to grab the hem of her skirt and raised it over her thighs. She moaned, throwing her head back, exposing the smooth column of her neck. Sebastian wanted to devour her, his lips grazing the pulse of her throat. She squirmed when his fingers dipped inside her panties. He’d never been more grateful to a woman for not wearing panty hose. When his fingers found her damp, swollen button, it was like discovering heaven.
He could smell her pussy and he very badly wanted to taste it.
Sebastian speared her cunt with his middle finger, sliding it in and out of her. “Yes, Sebastian. Just like that!” Chastity cried out, gripping his shoulders in a vise. Her eyes flickered open. They were clouded with desire—for him. It made Sebastian even hornier to know that he had this affect on her. She was so beautiful; he couldn’t help brushing his lips against her slightly parted ones every now and then. Chastity smelled good. Really good. “The perfume you’re wearing is driving me crazy. What is it?” he asked, rubbing his nose against her neck.
“Versace’s Versus.”
“Mmm, I like it.”
“So do I,” she laughed, her hand sliding down the center of his body, before pushing inside his
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