with huge areolas and the darkest, most succulent nipples he’d ever laid eyes on.
Sebastian couldn’t wait to taste them. Though they drooped slightly from the sheer weight, they were firm and well shaped. “They’re beautiful,” he murmured, cupping them in his palms. He rubbed his thumbs over the pouty peaks. Chastity trembled, a soft sigh tumbling from her lips. It pleased him to see how turned on she was.
Sebastian lifted the large mounds to his descending mouth. He laved one pert tip, licking and swirling it, before capturing it between his teeth.
“Sebastian,” Chastity groaned, tightening the grip she had in his hair.
When he flicked the hardened point with his tongue again, she writhed against him, squirming as though she couldn’t keep still. He lifted his head to stare into passion-glazed eyes.
“Do you like this, Chastity? Do you like the feel of my mouth on you?”
“You know I do.”
“How would I know unless you tell me?” he asked, tracing her aureoles with shaking fingers. “I want you to tell me how much you like this. Tell me how much you want me.” Bending his head, he kissed the valley of her breasts.
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Chastity’s sharp intake of breath told him just how much she did in fact want him, and though actions should have been enough, he needed the validation of her words. Weeks ago, Sebastian knew that he only had to mention something and she’d practically fall over herself to do his bidding. Now, he could never be sure of what she would say.
It wasn’t that he wanted her to hang on his every word again, but he sort of missed the sweet woman with her ready compliments. This new Chastity sent shockwaves of ecstasy through his veins, but parts of him couldn’t help wondering what happened. She made him feel so unsure, a feat no woman had ever accomplished.
When she didn’t immediately answer, he pinched each nipple between his fingers, tweaking them until she cried out. “Tell me that you want me. I want to hear you say it.”
“I want you.”
“Say my name.”
“Sebastian,” she whispered obediently.
“Say, I want you, Sebastian. Tell me how much you want me,” he commanded, applying more pressure to her nipples.
She gasped. “I want you, Sebastian. I want you so bad it hurts. I ache for you.”
“Tell me what you want me to do about it.”
Desire blazed within the depths of her eyes. “I want you to fuck me,”
Chastity answered breathlessly.
Sebastian smiled, smugness flowing through him. He knew he had Chastity where he wanted her and now he was the one in control. “Uh-uh. You don’t get off so easily, baby.” He licked the curve of her shoulder.
“I want you to tell me in detail what you want me to do to you.”
“Why? I thought this was what you wanted too.” Her voice sounded tremulous and unsure. Good. Now she was the one in a tailspin.
“Because, sometimes a guy needs to hear these things.”
“Okay, but only if you take your shirt off too.”
When he yanked his top off, she immediately placed her hands against his bare chest. “Nice,” she whispered. He closed his eyes briefly, savoring her touch. Sebastian looked down at her hands against his 75
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body; the contrast of her dark, delicately shaped fingers splayed against his much lighter skin was an erotic sight to behold. He didn’t realize something so simple could turn him on like this. Capturing her hands in his, he shook his head.
“Oh, no you don’t. I hope you didn’t think I’d let you off the hook after what happened this afternoon. So now, as your punishment, I want you to tell me what you want from me and don’t leave out a single detail.”
“Isn’t it enough that I said how much I want you?”
Sebastian raised the hem of her nightgown, sliding it up the length of her thighs. He pried her legs apart and brushed his knuckles against the tight curls nestled over her pussy. Chastity released a stilted breath.
“Isn’t it?”
Sebastian couldn’t wait to taste them. Though they drooped slightly from the sheer weight, they were firm and well shaped. “They’re beautiful,” he murmured, cupping them in his palms. He rubbed his thumbs over the pouty peaks. Chastity trembled, a soft sigh tumbling from her lips. It pleased him to see how turned on she was.
Sebastian lifted the large mounds to his descending mouth. He laved one pert tip, licking and swirling it, before capturing it between his teeth.
“Sebastian,” Chastity groaned, tightening the grip she had in his hair.
When he flicked the hardened point with his tongue again, she writhed against him, squirming as though she couldn’t keep still. He lifted his head to stare into passion-glazed eyes.
“Do you like this, Chastity? Do you like the feel of my mouth on you?”
“You know I do.”
“How would I know unless you tell me?” he asked, tracing her aureoles with shaking fingers. “I want you to tell me how much you like this. Tell me how much you want me.” Bending his head, he kissed the valley of her breasts.
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Chastity’s sharp intake of breath told him just how much she did in fact want him, and though actions should have been enough, he needed the validation of her words. Weeks ago, Sebastian knew that he only had to mention something and she’d practically fall over herself to do his bidding. Now, he could never be sure of what she would say.
It wasn’t that he wanted her to hang on his every word again, but he sort of missed the sweet woman with her ready compliments. This new Chastity sent shockwaves of ecstasy through his veins, but parts of him couldn’t help wondering what happened. She made him feel so unsure, a feat no woman had ever accomplished.
When she didn’t immediately answer, he pinched each nipple between his fingers, tweaking them until she cried out. “Tell me that you want me. I want to hear you say it.”
“I want you.”
“Say my name.”
“Sebastian,” she whispered obediently.
“Say, I want you, Sebastian. Tell me how much you want me,” he commanded, applying more pressure to her nipples.
She gasped. “I want you, Sebastian. I want you so bad it hurts. I ache for you.”
“Tell me what you want me to do about it.”
Desire blazed within the depths of her eyes. “I want you to fuck me,”
Chastity answered breathlessly.
Sebastian smiled, smugness flowing through him. He knew he had Chastity where he wanted her and now he was the one in control. “Uh-uh. You don’t get off so easily, baby.” He licked the curve of her shoulder.
“I want you to tell me in detail what you want me to do to you.”
“Why? I thought this was what you wanted too.” Her voice sounded tremulous and unsure. Good. Now she was the one in a tailspin.
“Because, sometimes a guy needs to hear these things.”
“Okay, but only if you take your shirt off too.”
When he yanked his top off, she immediately placed her hands against his bare chest. “Nice,” she whispered. He closed his eyes briefly, savoring her touch. Sebastian looked down at her hands against his 75
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body; the contrast of her dark, delicately shaped fingers splayed against his much lighter skin was an erotic sight to behold. He didn’t realize something so simple could turn him on like this. Capturing her hands in his, he shook his head.
“Oh, no you don’t. I hope you didn’t think I’d let you off the hook after what happened this afternoon. So now, as your punishment, I want you to tell me what you want from me and don’t leave out a single detail.”
“Isn’t it enough that I said how much I want you?”
Sebastian raised the hem of her nightgown, sliding it up the length of her thighs. He pried her legs apart and brushed his knuckles against the tight curls nestled over her pussy. Chastity released a stilted breath.
“Isn’t it?”
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