One Friday night, Maizie decides to do the unbelievable and hops into bed with a mysterious, sexy stranger. Only thinking it was a one night stand, the sensual stranger has other plans.
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A/N: Saucy chapter ahead ;)
I turned over in my peaceful sleep, but there was something large and hard blocking my way. I couldn't roll over into the middle of the bed like I wanted to and therefore groaned. A quiet chuckle erupted from the objected before I was softly pulled closer.
I knew who it was from the bare chest and smell of cologne, yet I didn't open my eyes. There was no way that it was morning, I had only gone to bed a few hours ago.
His hand came up and gently touched my face, moving the hair away from my cheeks. He began to caress my hair and I snuggled further into him. His soft touch was going to put me back to sleep, but dreaming about him wasn't what I wanted to do.
With my eyes still closed, I lifted my head up slowly and leaned in. It was difficult without being able to see him, but luckily his lips touched mine first and he guided me. It began slow, just how we both wanted it. Our lips moved in harmony. He tasted like ecstasy and I was getting high on his kiss.
I finally opened my eyes to which his sky blue ones were already staring back at me. I pulled him closer, deepening the kiss and telling him what I ultimately wanted. We both sat up, our lips breaking apart for not even a second as he lifted me onto his lap. I straddled him, looping my arms around his neck. We were chest to chest, but he was still too far away.
We both pulled apart, panting and trying to catch our breath. His warm thumb gently brushed against my swollen lips. He looked beautiful in the moonlight. It was only softly shining through the window but his features still looked amazing in the darkness.
I realised that he was also studying my features, those sky blue eyes eventually meeting mine. He leaned in again, his lips gently brushing my collar bone. My eyes flickered shut as he began to move up towards my neck, planting kisses on every part of my skin his lips touched.
By the time he reached my jaw, I learned down, capturing his lips. Our kiss began again, yet this time a little bit harsher and a little bit faster. I was on cloud nine.
My arms lifted above my head on their own accord and Sebastian spent no time in pulling my shirt off. The cold air tickled my bare skin, only making my nipples harden more. I never wore a bra to bed, Sebastian knew this.
His lips left mine to explore the new skin that had just been exposed to him. His warm breath landed on the valley between my breasts, before he gently took the nub into his mouth. I quietly gasped, remembering that both my mother and sister were home and that we had to be quiet.
His tongue felt like heaven as he nipped at my bud. I softly pulled at his hair, my hands gliding through his locks. After he'd decided he'd spent enough time on my right nipple, he proceeded to do the same with the left. My sensitive buds were aching by the time he was finished, at least I thought, but he was just getting started.
He manoeuvred us so that I was now laying beneath him, under his control. I didn't feel scared or vulnerable, instead I felt empowered. I had the man of my literal dreams begging to pleasure me, and I him. I didn't know much about love, but the feeling was the happiest that I've ever felt.
His mouth hovered over my naval, somewhat teasing me with his warm breath. Goosebumps rose on my skin and I lifted myself in hopes of connecting my stomach with his lips. He obliged, pushing me gently back down on the bed before proceeding to place kisses down my stomach.
"I want to taste every inch of you," he whispered so quietly I almost didn't hear him.
Before I even had a chance to answer, he placed a quick kiss on my pelvic bone and pulled down my pyjama pants. Luckily, the warmth from his body was enough to keep me warm.
He left me bare, proceeding to take off the last of my clothes off. I interrupted him before he could give me my first orgasm of the night.
"Wait. I just want you inside me," I whispered, his bright blue eyes staring directly into mine.
He looked torn. It was as if he was having and inner battle whether or not to give me what I wanted or to give me what he wanted. I wouldn't of minded either way, but tonight, I just wanted to feel connected to him; to not know where I began and he ended.
He lifted his body upwards, kissing me on the lips. I won the internal battle he was having. My hands moved down his sculptured abdomen until they reached the heat of his tracksuit pants. I slowly pushed them down his legs, his warm hands guiding mine at some points to fully release him.
I gently grasped onto his bare length, which was already hard. I began to guide him towards my entrance but he held my wrist to stop me.
"Wait baby. Condom."
I smiled up at him, leaned forward and kissed his lips.
"I want to feel all of you tonight," I whispered.
He looked a little bit skeptical.
"I'm on the pill and i'm clean," I offered.
"Are you sure? We don't have to."
I nodded my head, giving him a large smile. Our lips connected once more and he guided his length back towards my entrance.
I had forgotten how big he was, but easily stretched to accommodate him. I finally felt whole and so full with him inside me. I started moving my hips, but Sebastian quickly took the lead. It was agonisingly slow, but perfect at the same time.
I didn't want to sound cliché, but there really was a difference between sex and making love. I had never felt more connected with a person in my life. I felt truly loved. I was content.
The pleasurable feeling in my core started to take control. I was trying my hardest to muffle my moans even with the painfully slow pace we were going at. Sebastian focused on hitting that pleasurable spot and making me feel all kinds of crazy. Eventually, it was to much.
"I'm close," I whispered, throwing my head back and closing my eyes.
Then I came apart.
Sebastian stopped for a moment to let me ride out my high. I let out a long shaky breath, looking him in the eyes before nodding for him to continue. He starts to slide in and out of me again, and I know that he's getting close. Eventually he releases himself inside me.
We stay in silence for a moment, our heavy breaths echoing through the air. Our eyes haven't left each other's. Our lips smash together one last time, pure ecstasy on my tongue.
"I love you so much it hurts," he says, looking me so deep in the eyes that I feel as though he's staring into my souls.
"I love you Sebastian. My Sebastian."
He snuggled his head into my neck. Slowly and subtly, he starts moving inside me.
I can't help but giggle at the big good that I managed to make mine.
