Man Seeks Woman 2, Man Seeks Wife (21 page)

“What?”

“Let me
finish.” He raised a placating hand. I nodded again and waited for
him to carry on. I just had to hear this. “You ruffle people’s
feathers in a good and bad way. You are gorgeous but you don’t
flaunt it because you don’t realise that you are gorgeous. You put
yourself down because you expect everyone else to do that too so
before they can do it, you jump in with your larger than life
personality and beat them to it. What you don’t see is the men and
women that look at you with want and jealousy. The men want some of
that fire you ooze and naughtiness you seem to have in buckets and
the women want your natural beauty.”

I scoffed at
his words. He was talking out of his backside.

“So this is
talking out of my backside is it?” Sebastian sneered and reached
down to the belt of his trousers. His fingers made quick work of
doing whatever he was doing.

I guess I
spoke out loud without meaning to.

Oh okay!

Sebastian’s
very erect and weeping cock sprang forth from the V of his open
trousers. He grabbed the length in his fist and slowly pumped it
from root to tip. “Does this look like I don’t know what I’m
talking about? Let me tell you something, Victoria.” He sighed and
shook his head, his hand continued to slowly pump up and down, his
fist curling at the end rubbing the sap from his slit for
lubrication. “Men, especially men like me do not experience
erections or become turned on for women that how shall we say ‘hit
every branch of the ugly tree as they fell through it’. You are not
ugly, fat or whatever else goes through your mind. I will though
however tell you what is going through my mind at this precise
moment.”

I licked my
lips, my ears barely hearing anything he was saying. I was too busy
watching his hand move leisurely up and down his length. I so
wanted to be that hand right now.

Sebastian’s
eyes darkened to the famous denim blue. His pecks danced and his
abs contracted as his fist tightened around his cock. “I’m thinking
right now that there wouldn’t be anything nicer than to either have
your mouth around my cock, doing that thing you do with your
throat.” He groaned and his hand stuttered for a couple of seconds
before resuming its steady rhythm. “Or for me to fuck those breasts
of yours. I can just see my cock tunnelling through them then
spurting my juice all over them.”

Hot freaking
damn, I was creaming in the thong I was wearing.

A smirk lifted
Sebastian’s lips. “I can see you’re interested in either one of
those two ideas.” It wasn’t a question either. No, this man knew
me. He knew that I loved his cock and would do practically anything
to get near it and use of it.

Again, I
licked my lips and shifted on the spot. This time though I wasn’t
shifting on the spot because I was nervous or uncomfortable. No,
this time I was shifting because the love cream in my knickers was
becoming thicker and colder the more it leaked out and had nowhere
to go.

“Uh...well...I
could accommodate you. I prefer the first idea you had but I could
do both.” I admitted.

Sebastian
cocked an eyebrow and held his arms out wide. He even lifted his
hips from the chair he sat on and swung them a little making his
erection bob and wave at me. “Get at it.”

I didn’t need
to be told twice.

As quick as I
could in the heels I wore, I moved to him and dropped down so
unladylike onto my knees and placed my hands on his now bare legs,
his crisp hairs tickling my palms. His trousers had been pushed
down to his ankles so I had free rein to feel and touch.

I glanced down
at his thick, throbbing erection and leaned forward, my tongue just
dipping out to lick at the weeping slit. I groaned at the taste
exploding over my tongue and just had to go back for another
lick.

“Don’t tease
me.” Sebastian growled, his hands coming out to hold my hair out of
the way. His head cocked to the side so he could watch me.

I smiled and
licked at the slit again before leaning into him, my hands gripping
his thick length as I sunk my mouth down onto him. The heat
emanating from his cock warmed my palms making them feel cushy and
warm. Sebastian hissed and hitched his hips up, ramming his cock
down my throat.

Fortunately, I
was ready and relaxed my throat muscles otherwise I would have
gagged. When I was comfortable where he was which was practically
in my throat, I swallowed three times before pulling back off him.
Trails and lengths of my saliva travelled with me as I removed him
from my mouth. As I sat back on my heels, my hands pumped him up
and down.

Sebastian
rocked into my soaked with saliva and cum palms, his hands still
gripped my hair holding it from my face. Sitting up back on my
knees, I sucked his cock back into my mouth, my mouth bobbing up
and down, my tongue paying special attention to the slit that
leaked copious amounts of pre cum that was salty yet sweet all at
the same time. I tightened my fists around him at the same time as
my lips. They formed a tight O around him as I continued to bob and
pump.

“Right there,”
He gushed. I glanced up to see Sebastian’s eyes squeezed shut, his
face pulled into a mask of pain and pleasure all at once. His hips
continued their unrelenting thrusts, his balls bouncing a little
and his cock stiffening even more.

I pulled my
mouth from him again, letting my tongue trace every vein that
pulsed on his cock. Moving my hand up to his slit, I pushed his
skin back and licked under the cap, teasing the extra sensitive
bundle of nerves that lived there.

“Oh fuck.”
Sebastian groaned and his hips faltered in their movement. “Oh
yeah, Victoria, so good,” His head shook back and fourth. “So, so
good, keep going. I want to come down your throat.”

“You don’t
want to come over my boobs?” I asked as I moved away, his cock
dropping from my mouth with a wet pop.

“No.” His head
moved back and fourth, his light brown hair swinging with the
movement. “In your mouth then inside you,”

Oh well, I
could do one of those.

“Okay.” I
licked at him again like I was testing a dollop of cream, a very
nice and very tasty dollop of cream. “I can’t wait to taste your
cream when it coats my throat. You better give me a good load.”

“Fuck.”
Sebastian grabbed my hair in his fists again and aimed my face
above his cock before thrusting into the formed O I made with my
mouth. His cock sailed through my swollen, reddened lips and along
the top of my tongue. He was clearly heading for my throat again. I
quickly relaxed my muscles and took him down deep. It seemed that
Sebastian liked being deep throated. Hell, I liked deep throating
him. When in Rome and all that! “Right there, ohh, I’m gonna come,
Victoria. Keep going.”

I did. I
sucked and sucked hard. I continuously swallowed around him and
felt him swell a little more each time in my mouth. I knew by the
streams of clear liquid that was leaking into my mouth, that he was
ready to come and come soon.

Soon enough,
he did. Warm salty liquid flooded my mouth as Sebastian came with a
loud bellow. His hands tightened around my ears where he still held
onto my hair in his fists. His hips thrust hard into my mouth. My
jaw started to ache as I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. It
seemed to keep coming. The more I took, the more he gave. My tongue
swished around the head of his cock feeling the pulsing vein
underneath that little bit of thin skin. I teased it and forced my
tongue against it before pulling back a little and sliding my wet
muscle up to the slit that was pulsing with his cream. I pistoned
my tongue against the small hole and scooped up the remains of what
was left and rolled it over my tongue, savouring the taste before
swallowing it down.

When the last
of his salty essence left him, Sebastian collapsed back into the
chair with a sigh and closed his eyes softly. His body looked like
a limp noodle. His legs were heavy and splayed and his chest and
face glistened with sweat. I reached forward and caught a drip of
clean sweat between his pecks and rubbed it between my thumb and
fore finger.

“Victoria?”
Sebastian’s tired voice made me laugh.

“Yeah,”

“That was too
damn good, baby. Too damn good. Thank you.”

Cherry-Cream
pie at its best.

“Come and sit
down, eat.” Sebastian said as I stretched my legs. I’d gotten up
from between Sebastian’s knees when my own knees had begun to ache
from being on them for so long.

“I will in the
minute.” I told him as I continued to walk around the room. I was
aware of Sebastian watching my naked arse cheeks bouncing and
wobbling as I moved. Something about that made me want to parade
myself around, give him a sort of little show and the other part of
me recoiled in horror and demanded that I cover myself up right
away. I wasn’t a prude or anything, neither did I honestly have a
problem with women getting their clothes off but normally those
women getting their clothes off or women not having a problem with
the way they looked didn’t have a figure like mine—full.

“Now,
Victoria.” He said sternly.

With my back
to him still, I rolled my eyes and sighed then moved to the chair
immediately to his right. Sebastian shook his head and patted his
lap. “Come sit here.”

My brows shot
up as I blinked at the chair he sat on and his naked lap. His cock
that was now spent and glistening laid half limp against his thigh.
The more I stared at it, the more it twitched with little jerky
movements. “On your lap,” I asked stupidly. Surely he was
mistaken.

“Yes.” He
blinked innocently at me, his still denim coloured eyes sparkling.
“Is there a problem?”

“Well yeah,
duh!” I waved my hands up and down my near naked body. “Have you
seen the size of me? I’ll squish your legs.” Sebastian’s jaw
tightened as he reached out and curled a finger in the front of my
thong and pulled me to him. I stumbled forward on my incredibly
high heels and splayed my hands on his shoulders to stop from
toppling over him. “Sebastian!”

“No.” He
ground out as his fingers tightened around my full hips. “I’m sick
of hearing that shit, Victoria. In the beginning, I didn’t give a
shit about what you thought about yourself because I was purely
selfish but now, I care. Now, it matters. I love your curves. I
love that you’ve got wobble and movement. I didn’t know I loved it
until I had it and now I’ve had it, I’d never go back to anything
or anyone smaller than you. You’re warm and cuddly and have these.”
He gripped my hips and shook them slightly back and fourth. “Child
bearing hips. I didn’t understand what those were before you, now I
do. I was moderately ignorant.” He leaned forward and pressed an
open mouthed kiss to the exposed flesh of my rounded stomach. Then
he licked a trail up to my bra, just stopping under the roundness
of my boob. “I love these too. All real and all bouncy, you will
not believe the view of these when they bounce. When I’m standing
in the middle of your thighs with my cock inside you, filling you
up with my cum, I have to have a considerable amount of control
when doing that and watching your breasts at the same time.”

“Okay.” I
groaned, feeling even more wetness pooling at my centre. I was
absolutely gutted that I wouldn’t be getting some tonight due to my
period and yet Sebastian was turning me on like nobody’s
business.

“So be quiet
and sit down.”

Taking a deep
breath, I turned a little and went to perch myself on his leg but
Sebastian shook his head and turned me this way and that way,
instructing me on how he wanted me. A minute later, I was sprawled
out over Sebastian’s lap. My legs splayed out around him and hung
over the sides of his chair. My arms drifted around the back of him
and grasped the high back made of wood. This position put me head
to head with Sebastian, my boobs pressed against his chest and his
very quickly hardening cock jutting up in the space between us.

“This is what
I wanted.” He smiled smugly and reached sideways and pulled a plate
over that was covered with a silver topper. He plucked it off and
set it aside to reveal a lamb dinner. There were three lamb chops
on the plate with creamy looking mash and a side of mixed
vegetables and something else I didn’t recognise.

Redness and
heat threatened to bloom over my cheeks when my stomach growled
loudly between us. It went on like it hadn’t been fed yet it had
when I’d had dinner with Brad. I bit my lip and avoided Sebastian’s
eyes. “I guess I’m hungry.”

“Good.” He
nodded and reached for a fork and cut a piece of the extremely
scrumptious and tender looking meat. Raising the fork to my mouth,
he fed me a piece then went back for a lump for himself. “Lovely
huh,”

I nodded as I
chewed then swallowed the very tender and very lush meat.
“Rosa?”

“Of course,”
He chuckled and fed me another piece, his eyes following the
movement of my lips as I sucked the meat from the cutlery.
Sebastian cleared his throat. “Admittedly, I am a complete and
utter noob in the kitchen. My brothers would say that I’m not to be
released into the kitchen or be anywhere near it but I personally
wouldn’t go that far. I can work the coffee maker and the kettle
but that’s about it.”

A snort left
me as I shifted a little on his lap, feeling his erection poke me
in the pit of my belly. “I’m just as bad. I mean, I can cook
scrambled eggs on toast, shit like that and use the microwave but
anything else is just an accident waiting to happen. The only time
I think I eat really well is if I go out and buy something ready
made or if Jen cooks for me.”

“Not anymore.”
Sebastian commented quietly.

I swallowed
and nodded slowly eventually but didn’t say anything.