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Sweat dripped from Sebastian's brow and onto my bare chest. His bite on my nipple lingered with a sting. He wrapped one arm around my waist, to bring me in at an angle, as he thrust himself into me. Feeling his whole length push deeper into me, I let out a moan. He knew that this was one position that wouldn't keep me quiet. A smirk crossed his face and he placed a hand over my mouth to muffle my moans.
"Naughty girl," he pulled out slowly, "do you want Maru hearing you?"
Blinking my eyes, I shook my head 'no' trying to fight back a loud moan.
"Good girl."
The slow pull of Sebastian's cock against the walls of my pussy, drove me wild. Heat was rising in my body; the tip of his cock almost at my lips, my hips moving closer to him. I let a soft moan escape into his hand as my grip on him loosened. An expression of amusement crossed his face.
Sebastian's smirk turned into a devilish grin as he teased me, slowly thrusting the head of his cock in and out. He knew that this put me on edge, wanting more. What a tease. Pressure was building inside of me. With my legs wrapped around him, I moved my hips in sync with his slow and shallow thrusts, feeling the moments that his head brush against my clit.
I heard low groans coming from Sebastian, "fuck, babe, when you do that--" he began to circle his hips, his cock getting harder. The hand he had over my mouth, found its way to my cheek holding my head up. Looking up at him, his sweat soaked hair cling to his face and his dark eyes peered down at me lustfully. He leaned forward, bringing his lips to my neck, giving it a small nip. We continued in this slow- motion tease for a few moments, our low moans and breath filling the air.
"F-fuck," Sebastian let out a moan. Both of his hands grasped my ass, propping me up so that only the head of his cock continued to slide slowly in and out, "your pussy feels so good". I let out another soft moan into his ears, as my arms reached up around his neck.
"And the noises that you make-" he started slowing down his movement. This time drawing his cock out with the tip of his head just barely touching my lips, before he slowly moved a couple inches back in. Our bodies were exerting a lot of heat with the slow down, making the room hot and steamy.
"Yoba, it makes it hard not to come," Sebastian continued his shallow movements, teasing me, "tell me you want me," he grunted as he bounced me on him and nipped at my ear.
I continued to quietly moan into his neck. Oh Yoba, I wanted him! I wanted him so bad! The small slow movements he was making drove me wild. So much so that I couldn't find the words the wanted me to say, "Seb-I...I...".
"Come on, Buttercup," I heard him smile, "be a good girl and say it."
The hot breath of his command against my ear sent electricity through my body. Finally, finding the words, I moaned, "Sebastian...I...I-I-want you!"
Instantaneously, Sebastian quickly thrust the full length of his hard cock into me. Wanting to scream at the top of my lungs, I bit into his shoulder instead, not wanting Maru to hear me. Neither of us wanted her to hear us fucking. Sebastian continued his quick long thrusts into me, getting harder and harder. Feeling the entirety of his member was making it difficult for me to resist. Biting down harder, I ground my hips against his, feeling the pressure in me building up.
"Yoba--fuck--" Sebastian's grunts got heavier, "f-fuck, Buttercup! You're such a-"
Hearing him getting worked up, pushed me over the edge. Giving in, I let the built-up pressure wave over me. Sinking my teeth further into Sebastian's shoulder, my whole body surrendered to him as he buried his cock deeper and harder into me. Letting out gasps, my hips rhythmically moved with his. He was being rough, pulling me down hard on him. Feeling his cock hitting the right spot with every thrust, the waves came. I let my mind and body go, continuously coming all over his cock.
"Fuuckk yes," Sebastian's thrusts were getting heavier. He was getting close, I knew it. Lifting me up, moving sideways, he pinned me down. Another wave came over me as my back touched the cold leather of the sofa. Grabbing my waist, pulling me in, his movements were getting rougher. Carnal. The roughness made me come, this time I let go of his shoulder and let out a loud moan. Sebastian let out a laugh between his grunts, "be a good fucking girl," covering my mouth with his hand, grinding harder into me, "and be fucking quiet".
Our bodies melted into each other, becoming a mix of sweat and come. Sebastian still looked at me with those dark hungry eyes. I knew what he wanted from me. Moaning, I licked at his hand. He took my hand and stuck three of my fingers into my mouth and I sucked on them. I pushed up on him, rubbing my breast against him. Our skin clinging. Once satisfied, he commanded, "play with yourself."
Pulling my fingers out of my mouth, covered in saliva, I moved them down my body, traced my nipples, then proceeded to play with myself. Overstimulated, with a single stroke, I let out a gasp. My body writhing under him. Before I could let out another moan, Sebastian's hand was around my neck and gave it a slight squeeze. It felt good. I was his now. Turning to look at him, Sebastian had another devilish grin on his face. Tilting my head back, the posters on his wall began to blur and I felt a laughter of ecstasy come from deep within me, "fuck me".
Tightening his grip on my neck, Sebastian grunted, hastening his thrust. He let out a deep rumbling groan and I felt his cock throbbing. He kept his thrust hard, growling as he came in me. Easing his hold on my neck, I moaned, feeling his hot cum fill inside me. Slowly, he pulled his cock out, still coming and dripping over my pussy and fingers. Looking up at him, I licked then sucked his cum off of my fingers, giving him a smile.
Sebastian returned the smiled as he leaned back, relaxing on the other arm of the sofa. My senses were coming back, I admired him in the faint light. His toned physique glistening with sweat. He took a deep breath before reaching into the drawer of his end table. Pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, he took one and placed it behind his ear. As he ran his hand through his damp hair, I turned, getting on my knees before him. He looked down at me with a raised eyebrow.
Holding his gaze, I licked his wet cock from the base to the tip of his head. Closing my eyes, I swirled my tongue around his head a couple times before taking as much of his cock in my mouth, as I could. When I felt him poking the back of my throat and couldn't take any more, I started twisting my tongue and bobbing a couple times. Sucking the mixture of our cum off of him. He let out a deep moan. The part of his shaft I couldn't fully go down on, I licked up. He reached out and gently touched my chin, "you're such a good fucking girl. Now go clean up".
Knees still feeling shaky, I collected my clothes and bag off the floor then headed to his bathroom. Stumbling over myself a few times, I managed to make it to the door. Locking it behind me, I checked myself out in the mirror. My hair was a long wet mess and I still had that stupid smile on my face. Washing off the cum and cleaning myself off, I pulled on my underwear, jeans, and white tank top. It was too hot to have my hair down, so I pulled it up into a messy bun. Before leaving the bathroom, I splashed my face with cold water and dabbed it dry.
Back out in his room, Sebastian was shirtless, in his black jeans, lacing up his boots, "smoke?"
"Sure," I slipped on my canvas shoes and followed him out, and up the stairs.
Taking a quick glance down the hall into the lab, the lights were off. Hopefully, Maru didn't hear us.
Outside it was dark, moonlight illuminating the night. The air cool for a summer. Sebastian walked left in the direction of the the lake and I followed in tow. Music of humming bugs, croaking frogs, and cooing birds filled the silence between us. The water of the lake was still, mirroring the night sky. A reflective pool of spilled stars.
Sebastian let out a sigh. I turned to look at him just as he shoved his phone into his pocket. He sat on the grass, took the cigarette from his ear, lit it, and took a long drag. After the session we just had, he should be relaxed, but seemed a little tense. The orange embers at the end of his cigarette faded and he let out a puff of smoke. His body relaxing with the exhale.
"Sam and Abby?" I asked him.
"Yeah," he took another drag and offered me a puff. I refused, but took a seat next to him. Smoke escaped from his mouth before he spoke, "Sam wanted to hang out and Abigail wanted to stop by. They think because I do freelance programming work, I could be lax about it. It is serious work though." He seemed a little irritated and took another puff.
"Without a doubt it's serious work, but you need to take a break sometimes, Sebastian," I looked at at him, "they're good friends."
He glanced over his should at me. Then looked towards the lake, putting the cigarette to his mouth. I thought he wasn't going to say anything.
"They are, I just need a lot of time alone to balance out the social stuff. Sam's the opposite...he goes crazy if he's alone for too long. Then there's Abby...she's...Maybe that's why I like computers so much...They're engaging, straightforward, and unselfish. Quite the opposite of a lot of people I know".
It wasn't the response I expected, but then again, I didn't know much about him. I must've had a slightly stunned look on my face because when Sebastian turned to look at me, he let out a laugh. He took his phone out to glance at the time and took one last drag of his cigarette before putting it out. He stood up, offering me a helping hand, "it's late, Buttercup. Do you want me to walk you home?"
Taking his hand, "I think I'll be able to make it back on my own."
We walked back to his place in silence. I was trying to formulate a response to his remark, but couldn't seem to think of anything. Maybe he just needed someone to vent to. We paused outside his door then he turned to me, "you sure? I need to get a module finished for tomorrow, but I can spare some time to walk with you".
"If I head straight down that path, I should make it back without a problem."
"That's right. Text me when you get home," he looked down at me, his dark eyes now soft. Under the glow of the overhead light, it was hard to read his expression, but I thought I saw a faint hint of a blush. His voice was stern, "or next time I won't go so easy on you".
"Yes, sir," I beamed up at him and turned to head home.