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He had a whisky cup in his hand with just one ice cube in it. When I’ve seen him drink, he always has a single ice cube in his drink.
“Is to so.”
Why are you so dumb, Aria? I slapped myself in the head.
“Today was interesting,” Sebastian said as he leaned back in his chair and put his finger on his chin. I watched him closely, and his finger started to scrape against his soft, honey skin.
I couldn’t help but look at every curve on his face. He was so hot and memorable that he made me feel hot. His hair, which was always slicked back, was now messy and free. His tie was undone, and his sleeves were rolled up to his forearm. I wanted to jump his bones right then and there.
“Aria?” He smirks with a smug look on his face.
“Uh, yeah.” I swallowed hard and did my best to stay calm and sane.
“Who’s Caleb to you?” I felt my heart race as he asked me the question.
“Well—” I couldn’t say anything; I just stammered.
I heard him get up and walk towards me. “Aria, you need to leave right now.” He stops and uses his soft fingers to lift my head. “Or I’ll take you to this table right now,” he whispers, and I gasp.
“Sebastian.” My lips shook as I said his name, which sounded more like a warning. He opened his mouth a little and then moved closer to my lips.
He softly says, “I should stop.”
“You should.”
Sebastian pulls me close and kisses me on the lips. I’m shocked, but my lips quickly move with the deep, strong movements around my mouth. His tongue softly pushed into my mouth, filling it with his taste.
He pulls away and rests his forehead against mine. He slowly licks his wet lips and looks right at me, both of us out of breath from the passionate kiss we just shared.
I got rid of the space between us. “What’s next?”
I don’t know where this confidence came from, but it did.
He wrapped his strong arm around my waist, and I crashed my lips into his. I scratched his face with my hands and bit his bottom lip.
I didn’t even know what I was doing. I was scared that his lips would touch mine, but I wanted more. His hands moved down my back, bringing me closer to his bulge.
That tongue of his could do amazing things when he kissed.
He threw me on top of his desk and ripped off my shorts and panties. His papers and the glass of alcohol he was drinking from fell to the floor. He pulled me closer by my thighs, and I quickly took off my shirt while he unbuckled his jeans.
“Are you on the pill?” he whispered, moving his lips closer to my ear and making me shiver.
I quickly nodded.
“Please beg me to f**k you, Pumpkin.”
His naughty words made my body feel hot, and the warmth of his hand on my thighs was starting to melt through my skin.
I pulled his head closer to mine and lifted my naked body against his. “F**k me, Sebastian. Do whatever you want to me.” I said harshly in his ear.
There was a wicked smirk on his lips when I saw him. It was like a switch had turned on inside of him. I gasped in pain as soon as he thrust deep inside me. I held on to his neck tightly while he got used to how tight I was. As soon as the pain came, it turned into pleasure. My hips rose to meet his in the hard thrust, and he hit my G-spot over and over again.
“Sebastian,” I groaned.
“He growled in Spanish. Sebastian grabbed my hair and pulled it back, making my head arch back as he thrust harder.
His words were making me even more excited, and I could feel him deep inside of me, which made me feel like I couldn’t breathe.
I know I’ve slept with a guy before, but Sebastian was huge and had a lot more experience.
He groaned, “You feel so f*****g good.” His teeth started to nip at my neck, leaving marks, and his hand moved down my front between my lips, where he rubbed harder.
I yelled his name over and over again while I let out one moan at a time.
I spread my legs even wider and leaned against him to try to get some air. He was f*****g me hard, and he knew exactly how hard he was f*****g me.
I couldn’t hold on much longer, and he couldn’t either. We were both panting like dogs and breathing hard.
He roughly picked me up by my thighs, which made me wrap my legs around his body even tighter. When he slammed me against his bookshelf, all the books fell down. I held myself up by his shoulders, and my mouth was open across from his lips.
Sebastian moaned in my ear, “We’re not even close to being done,” and that made me wet all over again.
I was about to fight with him when he pushed back inside me, making me throw my head back against the wall. My nails dug into his shoulder blades with each thrust, and I felt my toes curl in pleasure.
My lips shook against his, and that sealed my place in hell.
“You’re supposed to be my daughter.”
I hear my mom’s voice in my head telling me that this is wrong. What the hell am I doing?
I have to stop this right now.
“Sebastian, stop,” I said in a weak whisper.
He still had me in his arms, and his d**k was still inside me. Sebastian pulled back a little to look at me, and it hit him like a truck. He pulled out and put me back on my feet, but my legs felt like jelly. He turned around to find his boxers, and I slowly picked up my pants and put them back on.
I stood there awkwardly, staring at him because I didn’t know what to say after what had just happened.
“Leave,” Sebastian ordered with no emotion.
“But we just had s*x.”
“I just needed a quick f**k, and you were right there.” Sebastian leaned back in his chair and typed something on his computer without even looking at me.
I just betrayed my mother for him, and all he said was, “You’re such a bastard.” My eyes started to water.
Why do all the guys treat me badly after s*x? Is it because I’m not good enough?
“You’re such a jerk.” I took my shorts and stormed out of his office.
When I got to my room, I was crying so hard that my cheeks were wet. I slammed the door so hard that I thought I was going to knock down the whole house. I slid down the door while my hands ran through my blonde hair. I was a crying mess.