Always Me (21 page)

He crashed his lips to mine in one hard kiss. The taste of beer on his tongue mixing with the painful pleasure of my nipples being pinched ignited a new sensation inside of me. I wanted more. I craved it. I was pinned against him and I couldn’t move. I had never been so turned on in my whole life. No matter how many times we had sex, nothing compared to how I felt at that moment. I thought I would combust if I didn’t come soon. I would lose this battle willingly.

After releasing me, he grabbed another beer from the fridge and popped the top. He grabbed my wrists and held them behind my back before I could even consider pulling the clothespins off. I wouldn’t have done it anyway. I wanted him inside me so badly I shook with need.

He held the beer up to my mouth and I licked the rim, smiling as his nostrils flared. He tilted the beer, pouring some into my mouth and then moved the ice cold liquid down my
body. I gasped as the beer sent chills over my skin.

Sebastian poured it over my mound. Licking his way down my body, he lapped up the access beer and poured more over me.

My chest rose and fell, goose pimples rising on my skin.

He kissed my inner thigh and moved up to my sex, pouring the beer again over my mound and covered my core with his mouth.

I bucked and arched against his face as he devoured me, pouring beer over me every so often. His tongue penetrated me, lapping up the cool liquid mixed with the juices of my body. He moaned. “Beer and Tori, my new favorite flavor.”

After wrapping my legs around his shoulders, I watched him come at me with a feral look in his eyes, as if he couldn’t control what he was about to do to me, but then he just gave a light lick over my clit and rose to his feet. My jaw dropped. “Seriously?”

“Are you ready to beg yet?”

Oh, it was so on, buddy. I ground my teeth together, shaking my head.

His eyes darkened. “Baby, I love a good challenge.” He smacked a kiss on my lips and lifted me in his arms.

“Hold on to me, but don’t touch the pins.” Humoring him, I did as he said and wrapped my arms around his neck.

Accidently hitting one of the pins, I gasped, making him chuckle.

“I didn’t realize your nipples were so sensitive. Maybe we’ll just have to get real nipple clamps in the future.”

My pussy clenched at that idea, and I moved, not-so-accidently hitting the clothespin this time, and it sent shivers straight to my clit, making me moan.

Sebastian grabbed my chin. “Are you trying to make yourself come?”

I bit my bottom lip and shook my head. The hard look he gave me proved that I wouldn’t be coming anytime in the next few seconds.

He reached into the drawer and grabbed something, but I couldn’t see what it was. He walked us to the chair and sat in it. Thinking he would let me ride him finally, I frowned when he lifted me, throwing my legs over the sides of the chair so I was straddling it and not him.

I looked down. If I lowered myself just a tad, I could have him in me and—

His fingers lightly lifted my chin. “Don’t get any ideas.”

I bit back a pout. “That’s fine. You’re the one that’s about to blow a lid anyway, not me.”

He smirked. “I am going to have so much fun making you beg.”

I leaned down and grazed my teeth over his jaw. “It won’t be me doing the begging.”

I cried out as my hair was tugged, pulling my head back. “No? Then why are you wet?” he asked, running a finger over my core before entering me.

I shivered under his touch but held his gaze. “It’s the beer.”

He chuckled. “You sure are determined to win this, aren’t you?”

I nodded. “I will…hey…” Something wrapped around my wrists, linking them together behind my back. “I can’t move.”

“That’s the point, baby.”

My stomach fluttered. I didn’t know what was restraining me, but it turned me on that much more.

“Now, since you can’t move, what should we do for the rest of the night?”

I shrugged. “I’m comfy, so I can stay here for however long is needed.”

“Damn woman. You sure are stubborn.” He grabbed my chin and placed a long hard kiss on my lips. “Next time, I think I’m going to strap you to the table.” He trailed kisses down my jaw to my ear. “Then I’m going to eat your pussy and fuck you for as long as I want until you beg me to stop.”

My heart jumped in my chest at those images. “Oh…my…”

He chuckled and kissed my forehead. “I take it you would like that.”

The questions wasn’t whether or not I would like it. The question was when it would happen. My body responded to him willingly, and I would give him whatever he wanted. My eyes glanced to my hard wood table, picturing me lying on it, spread open for his taking.

Sebastian turned my chin to him. His dark eyes gazed into mine. “Maybe it’ll happen sooner rather than later, but right now, you will beg me.”

I smiled. “I don’t think so.”

“Baby, I’m impressed that you haven’t given in yet.”

My heart swelled at his compliment, but I was determined not to give in and beg. “Well, I’m pretty bored actually, so if you’re not going to hurry up and do what you’re going to do then you might as well just let me go.”

As soon as the words left my lips, I swallowed hard. Sebastian’s eyes darkened, and his lips turned up at the corners. Without saying anything, he put the chair back as far as it would go, lying under me. He cupped my ass, wiggled and moved under me until his mouth was at my core. My eyes widened when he blew on my sex. “I’m going to eat your pussy so hard you’ll be begging me to let you come.”

“Oh God.”

After grabbing onto my hips, he lowered me onto his mouth, covering me completely. He moaned against my mound, licking over my center with his tongue.

I tried moving against my restraints. I itched to touch him. To feel him in my hands. “Sebastian.”

I watched as he licked up one side of my clit and down the other but never where I needed him most. Sweat coated my skin as my hips slowly moved back and forth over his mouth.

“Beg me.”

I shook my head. No, I would not give in.

He released my core with a resounding smack. “Beg me and I’ll let you come. I’ll give you what you need.”

I licked my lips. “I don’t need any…oh…”

His mouth covered my core again, the stubble from his chin scratching at my thighs.

A burning need to come spread through my body and I ached, waiting for the release I craved and making me moan.

Sebastian continued thrusting his tongue into me and reached his arm behind me. I turned my head, my mouth salivating at the sight. His hand was wrapped around his cock, stroking from base to tip. I gaped, wanting to help him. He knew seeing him touching himself turned me on. “That is so not fair.”

He chuckled and continued pleasuring himself. “Four words baby. That’s all it takes,” he whispered, his voice deep with arousal.

I licked my lips at the sight and continued watching him. His cock was hard, veiny, and the tip was so red it looked almost purple, as if he was holding back his release.

I turned back around and shrugged. “Nothing special.”

His eyes darkened.

I smirked. “I think you’re going to be the one begging, Sebastian.”

He growled and sucked my clit.

I cried out as a tingle spread from my core. Just as an explosion was about to crash into me, he released me and kissed my inner thigh.

“Sebastian,” I panted.

“Four. Words.”

I couldn’t wait anymore. “I need you. Now.”

He lifted me and dropped me onto his cock so fast my head spun. He held me, thrusting in and out of me hard. I cried out, my legs burning from being spread open for so long.

He wrapped a hand around the back of my neck and covered my mouth with his, shoving his tongue between my lips.

I gasped, crying out when something burned against my nipple.

“Breath through it, baby.”

“Oh God. I…ow…shit…” My nipple tingled with pain, and it was so overwhelming it brought tears to my eyes.

“Breathe.”

I took deep breaths and lifted my head. He removed the second pin from my nipple and as the blood rushed back into the aching nub, mixed with the deep thrusts of his cock, I screamed as a wave of ecstasy roared through me, hitting me full force. The pain and pleasure swirling together brought on another release that erupted from my core. It crashed into me like a tidal wave, leaving me wanting and aching for more. “Ahh…”

Sebastian blew on my nipples, thrusting deeper into me. Lying back, he grabbed onto my hips, lifting me up and down on his cock. “Give me another one.”

I panted and rode him.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me.” His thumb rubbed over my clit. He squeezed the nub, making me jump and arch. I screamed his name when a third orgasm exploded from my core. My head felt light from the powerful ecstasy flowing through my body and all I could focus on was how good Sebastian made me feel. It was like my brain shut off entirely except for what he was doing to me.

My skin tingled, and as he thrust into me one last time, he shook through his own release. He shook under me as he came hard, his muscles bunching and rolling over his bones as he climaxed. A moment later, his hips slowed and he ran his hands over my body, massaging and kneading as they moved.

He reached behind me and undid whatever was restraining was wrists. I moved my arms forward slowly, gasping when a tight twinge of pain ran through them.

Sebastian sat up with me still on him and massaged the aching muscles. Grabbing the blanket off the back of the chair, he lifted me off of him and placed me in his lap so I was curled up against him. “Are you okay?”

I nodded and snuggled into his side, feeling lightheaded and dizzy from the intense orgasms. “Oh yeah.”

He chuckled, obviously quite proud of himself. “Here, drink some of this.”

I took the bottle of water from him and drank half of it in one breath before handing it back to him. “I feel like I’m floating.”

He drank the rest of it and placed it beside him on the table. “Then I definitely did everything right.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Don’t worry about it.” He grabbed my chin and placed a soft kiss on my lips. “Let’s just say there’s more where that came from.”

My stomach flipped at his heated promise. I wanted to say more, but my mouth wasn’t working and my body felt heavy with wonderful post orgasmic bliss. I tried moving, but my muscles were like mush, shaking and jumping under my skin.

“Sleep, baby.” He didn’t have to tell me twice.

***

“What? I’ll kill you. You hear me? I’m going to rip you limb from limb and shove every piece down your fucking throat.”

I stirred awake and groaned when my muscles protested against the movement. I was lying on the couch,
Malvado
curled up on my legs. “Move please, baby.” I pushed him off of me and he licked my hand before running off. Seeing a pile of clothes lying on the arm of the chair, I quickly put them on.

“Garrith, I…” Sebastian’s voice cracked, making worry rise in my chest. Where was he? “He has Antonio. Oh God.”

My breath left me in a whoosh and I fell off the couch. He has Antonio. Who has him? Oh no. “Sebastian.”

He came out of my office a moment later dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. “Get your ass over here and drive like you’re not the law. I need you, Garrith. We need you.” Throwing the phone down, he ran towards me and threw himself around me, practically tackling me. “Baby, I’m so sorry.”

“Please, don’t tell me. I can’t…my baby.” I couldn’t deal with losing our son. Not my boy. My baby boy. He was the only thing that kept me sane while Sebastian was gone.

“Jose…that fucker.” Sebastian’s voice was filled with emotion, and he gripped me tight, hanging on to me almost like he thought I would leave him. It wasn’t his fault. I didn’t blame him at all.

A sob escaped my lips as I rocked in Sebastian’s arms, fisting his shirt tightly in my hands. “Please, Sebastian. Tell me it’s not true.”

Sebastian lifted my face in his hands, his eyes boring into mine. Unshed tears filled his dark eyes. Eyes that I had looked into for the last two years while I was grieving over the loss of him. “I wish I could, baby.”

Bile rose in my throat, and I dry heaved while bone-crunching sobs wracked my shoulders.

Jose had our son.

Chapter 23

“Bring me back my grandson, you fucking asshole.”

Jose smiled at the candid language of the older woman as she continued to scream at him from the other room. When he had left his car yesterday, catching the woman off guard was a piece of cake.

He had told her that he was friends with Tori and was as sweet as apple pie until she invited him into her house. Stupid old bat.

Jose chuckled to himself as he bounced Antonio on his knee. The boy had taken a liking to him once he got him to stop screaming. A couple swats on the ass and a toy later shut him up. He definitely got his set of lungs from his mother. God, she sure was a screamer, and the dirty mouth on her made him hard every fucking time.

“I swear, if you do anything to hurt him, I’ll gut you and shove your dick so far up your ass, you’ll be choking on your balls.”

Jose laughed harder. Now that was an image. “Listen lady, anything you say won’t fucking scare me, but good try on that one.”

“Fuck you, you cock…”

At that point, Jose tuned her out. Even after slapping her around a couple of times, she still wouldn’t shut up. She definitely had some fight in her. Now he saw where his
cochina
got it from.

After calling Sebastian…stupid fucker thought he wouldn’t be able to track him down. Jose scoffed. Hearing the fear in his ex-partner’s voice made shivers of happiness run through him.

He wished he could have seen Tori’s face when her so-called lover told her that her baby wouldn’t be going home. “Isn’t that right, Antonio?”

Antonio giggled and cooed and played with the truck he had found for him. “I’m your father now. Can you say papa?”

Jose had been hoping that Tori would pick up the phone. He wanted to hear her voice, and he couldn’t wait to have her in his bed again. Maybe he would just have to go to her.