The Bad Guy - Page 60

I clenched my eyes shut.

“You have to ask, Camille.” He breathed against me, and I bit back a cry. “Just say please. One simple word.”

He was torturing me, every word from his mouth delivering a silky promise of pleasure.

I told myself I had no choice, that I didn’t want his mouth on me, but each fevered beat of my heart told me I was a liar. My complicit mouth whispered the one word that sealed my fate, “Please.”

His tongue was sudden, hot, and insistent. He groaned as he ran the length of it from bottom to top. I gripped the sheets, twisting them in my palms as I tried to fight off the surge of arousal that shot through me.

“I never want to forget the way you taste.” He flicked the tip of his tongue against my clit, then licked me again. “Sweeter than anything I’ve ever had.”

I bit my lip, forcing myself to stay silent. He tasted me, darting his tongue inside me, then up to my clit where he languidly stroked me. I panted and fought the urge to move my hips in time with his attentions.

“How many fingers does my damsel need? How many did you push inside yourself as you came with my name on your lips?”

I stared down at him, his eyes hooded as he feasted on me.

“One?” He slid a finger inside me, and a low moan escaped me. “You’re so tight. So fucking delicious.” Moving his finger along with his licks, he worked me until I broke out in a sweat and my fingers ached from gripping the blanket.

“I’m certain your white knight never ate you like this.” He darted his tongue along my clit. “Never savored you the way I do. He couldn’t, because he tried to take something that wasn’t his.” He worked his finger in and out in an unhurried rhythm. “I think I underestimated you.” Another finger joined the first, filling me and stroking the one secret spot deep inside. “That’s it. That’s what you need, isn’t it? He couldn’t give it to you. You had a white knight, but you were waiting for your monster. Here I am.” He seized on my clit, his tongue lashing it in vicious strokes.

His words swirled inside me, turning and twisted, eating away at me like acid. Because they were true. Link was everything I should have wanted, but he wasn’t the one whose name was on the tip of my tongue.

Sebastian’s fingers and mouth drove me to the edge of my control, then broke it. I cried out and moved my hips, dancing with the devil who laughed against me and pushed me closer to release. My resolve shattered, and I became a slave to his mouth. I ran my hands through his dark hair and pulled. He growled against me and increased his tempo, finger fucking me hard as he tongued me.

My breath became shallow, and my legs shook as I ground against his mouth, chasing my orgasm as he chased me. The bogeyman nipped at my heels and drove me toward ecstasy.

“Give it to me. All of it.” He seized on my clit, sucking on the swollen nub. When he grazed me with his teeth and bit down, my back arched off the bed. My body tightened and narrowed into a tiny pinprick of light. And then I exploded in a crash of rolling waves, each one dragging me deeper until I was eye to eye with Sebastian in the darkest circle of hell.

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Sebastian

I felt the second she went limp, all tension slipping from her body like water off rocks. She lay quietly, only her breathing filling the air around us as I dropped kisses along her soft flesh. My cock was hard and demanding satisfaction, but that wasn’t part of the deal. Soon, though. Soon, she’d admit she wanted me to claim her pussy with more than just my tongue. And I would leave my marks on her fair skin, claim her again and again.

She took a deep breath, then scooted backwards, pulling my favorite treat away from me. Closing her legs, she hugged her knees and gave me an accusing glare.

“What?” I licked her taste from my fingers as her scowl deepened. “You told me to do my worst.”

“Are we done here?”

I stood and smirked as her eyes went to the hard-on that was impossible to miss. “We don’t have to be. I’ve never been the sort to insist on reciprocation, but if you’re interested—”

“No.” She shook her head, her blonde locks flying.

I laughed. God, she did things to me. Made me feel so much more than I ever thought possible. “Fine. If you’d like to watch me take care of it, you can.” I swiped her panties off the floor.

“Hey!” She pointed to my palm. “Give those back.”

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