Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
And there's not a thing I can do about it.
3
SEBASTIAN
Ikick the suite door shut behind us, lifting Mad against me without breaking our kiss. Her legs wrap around my waist, dress bunching up around her hips as I carry her into the room. The taste of myself still lingers on her lips, and fuck if that isn't the hottest thing I've ever experienced.
Setting her down by the massive bed, I pull back to study her face. Her pupils are dilated, but her gaze is sharp, focused.
No alcohol glaze. That's good, but I need to be certain.
I search her expression anyway. "You're not drunk, right?"
She laughs, running a hand through her disheveled hair. "Three glasses of champagne over six hours? I'm stone-cold sober, Clay."
"You sure about this? Once we cross the line, there's no taking it back. You're mine, baby. All the fucking way."
Her fingers work my bow tie loose. "I'll probably blame the alcohol tomorrow, but we both know that's bullshit." She meets my eyes, voice steady. "I want this. I want you. I have for years."
That admission hits me square in the chest. "Wait, what? Years?"
"Don't let it go to your head." She pushes my jacket off my shoulders. "Are you going to keep talking, or are you going to fuck your wife?"
My wife. The word sparks something primal in me.
"Oh baby, I'm going to do a lot more than fuck you."
I spin her around, fingers finding the zipper of her wedding dress. As I lower it inch by inch, I press my lips to each new patch of exposed skin. Her spine arches when I reach the small of her back.
"I've thought about this." I push the dress off her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet. "Imagined how you'd feel under my hands."
She stands before me in nothing but a strapless white bra, her panties long gone. The sight of her steals the air from my lungs. Curves in all the right places, skin like silk under my fingertips as I trace them down her sides.
"You're fucking perfect."
I walk her backward until her legs hit the bed. With one hand at her nape, I ease her down, covering her body with mine. Her skin burns against me as I trail kisses down her throat, between her breasts.
"I want to see all of you," I growl against her skin, reaching behind to unclasp her bra. When I pull it away, her breasts spill free, nipples pebbling in the cool air. I capture one in my mouth, tongue circling before sucking hard.
Mad arches off the bed. "Sebastian, please."
"Please what, baby? Tell me what you need."
"I need you inside me. Now."
I strip off my shirt, pants following quickly. Record-breaking speed for undressing. Her eyes go wide when I stand naked before her, cock hard and ready again.
Positioning myself between her thighs, I run the head of my cock through her folds, finding her slick and ready. "Look at me."
Her eyes lock with mine as I push inside, just the tip at first. The tight heat of her nearly ends me right there. I ease in another inch, watching her face for any discomfort.
"More," she says, hands gripping my ass to pull me deeper.
I sink all the way in one smooth stroke, both of us groaning at the sensation. She's tight, perfect, taking all of me.
"Fuck, baby, you feel incredible."
I start moving, slow at first, savoring the drag and clench of her body around mine. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she lifts her hips to meet each thrust.
"Harder," she says in between moans. "I'm not going to break."
Something snaps in me at her words. I hook her legs over my arms, changing the angle to hit deeper. The new position has her crying out with each thrust, her head thrown back against the pillows.
"That's it, baby. Let me hear you."
Her walls begin to flutter around me, body tensing as she gets close. I slip a hand between us, thumb finding her clit. "Come for me, Maddison. Let go."
She shatters with halting whimpers of my name, back arching off the bed, inner muscles clenching around me in tight pulses. A coil of tension rolls through me at the sight of her coming undone. I drive into her once, twice more before following her over, release tearing through me with an intensity that leaves me shaking.
I collapse beside her, pulling her against my chest as we both struggle to catch our breath. This wasn't just sex. This was something else entirely. Something I've never felt with anyone before.
And fuck me if I don't already want more.
Two hours later, I lead her onto the private balcony, wrapped in nothing but a hotel robe. The city lights spread below us like a sea of stars, but I can't take my eyes off Maddison. Her hair's a mess from my hands, lips swollen from my kisses, and she has that just-fucked glow.