shut those thoughts out, not wanting to think of anything else, not wanting to know of anything else. All she wanted right now was to be here with Sebastian.
His fingers tugged at her pink tank top. She’d never gotten around to changing it after they’d come back from the Queen’s house, and when he lifted it off her head, she could smell a faint tang of sweat in the material. His mouth moved to her neck and his teeth nipped gently at the flesh just below her ear. She shivered all over and her nails bit into his shoulders as she moved his own shirt up his long torso and over his head. Her fingers went back to the waistband of his jeans, dipping below them and then coming back out. She pressed her hips into his, grinding and rubbing against him as their kisses turned more serious and passionate.
His hands bound her breasts and then his head bent to those ripe, firm globes. His tongue streaked across her nipples and made them harden, lifting towards his cunning tongue.
He pressed her back into the mattress and positioned himself over her, his head dipping lower as his fingers went to the buttons on her jeans and began to unfasten them.
Cara’s fingers struggled with his buttons. She somehow managed, amidst some laughter and a lot of kissing, to get his boots off. They made a heavy thumping sound when they hit the floor; she knew that all of the men gathered downstairs would know what that meant, but she didn’t care.
Sebastian didn’t care either. The only thing he cared about was this beautiful and glorious woman that he loved. He shouldn’t love her; it was against every rule and it would probably cause ruination, but he couldn’t help it. She was everything he had ever wanted.
Her lovely translucent skin fairly shone against the sheets. He touched her reverently, gently and deliberately. Each caress was intended to bring her pleasure, and it did. He opened her innermost folds with his fingers, dipped inside her softly and gently stretched her wide so that she would be ready for him.
Cara cried out as sensation rolled through her body. His tender lovemaking was exactly what she needed. He seemed to know every secret desire lurking in her heart. His fingers found the delicate, sensitive area between her anus and swollen channel and pressed into it, causing her legs to spread wider, and then he pulled back.
Cara could feel the air stroking her wetness, could feel her fluids dripping onto the sheets below her as he gave her a kiss so intimate that it made her toes curl and her back arch. Her fingers clutched at his hair; her hips rose and fell faster and faster as his tongue and fingers stroked her inner folds and the tight hard nub that lay above. Cara muffled her cries and deliberately bit one of her pillows to keep her cry from her sounding out and spilling into the hallway. Her thighs clenched and her toes curled. Her fingernails left tingling scratches on Sebastian’s scalp as he took her to the edge and over it.
He wasn’t done yet, though. He positioned himself between her open legs and took himself in hand, guiding his stiff shaft to her still-pulsing opening.
He entered her gently and then slid along her walls, moving further and further into her until he was completely encased by her tight sheath.
He looked down at her. Her black hair was spread across the pillows and her pale skin was mottled with slight red patches from her orgasm. “I love you, Cara. No matter what happens, I want you to remember that.”
“I love you too, Sebastian.” It was the truth.
He withdrew only to plunge deeply inside her once more. Soon they were creating a rhythm with their bodies, their hearts aching as they sought to fulfill each other’s desires in the only way that they had left. They both knew that by the end of this night everything would change, and that they may not ever be able to see each other like this again.
Cara’s tears ran down her face.
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