“Fuck, please. I can’t, Sebastian,” I plead once more.
But again, my cries are ignored. “Trust me, milyy pitomets. Wait for my command.”
I answer with a loud moan, as he slides two fingers inside of me. The pleasure of being filled is astounding, but I try not to focus solely on how good it feels. If I do, I’ll end up displeasing him, and I really want to hear pride in his voice, when he finally gives me permission to come.
It seems he’s determined to either show me how well he can fuck me with his fingers, or he’s trying to get me to come, before he’ll allow it. Either way, he’s relentless with those skillful fingers, and the harder he fucks me with them, the harder it’s becoming to hold back my looming orgasm. Not to mention, he has yet to stop from alternating between caressing my breasts, and then pinching my nipples.
“Blyad’, your pussy feels good on my fingers,” he claims huskily. My stomach clenches, hearing the lust in his words. I know he’s just as affected as I am. This whole time I’ve felt his hard cock against my ass, and now, his breath is starting to come out quicker, too. “You’re such a good little pet, letting me fuck you how I want.”
“Fuck,” I cry out, clenching my jaw, as I push down the urge to come just by hearing his dirty talk. “Please, sir. May I come?”
His answer is to thrust so deep that I jerk with the motion. He does it again and once more, before I close my eyes, getting lost in the pleasure. With my head falling back onto his chest, he takes the opportunity to grab my chin, turning me towards his mouth. I open for him willingly, as he devours me not only with this fingers, but with is tongue, too. His kiss mirrors his fingers, and with each dip of his tongue, his fingers thrust deep inside of me.
Just as I think he’s going to let me come, his phone begins to ring.
“Goddamn it,” he barks, and I groan in protest, as he pulls away from my mouth, and then answers his phone. He doesn’t bother to remove those skillful fingers. Instead, he stills for a few seconds, and then wiggles them back and forth, as he talks on the phone.
“This better be an emergency,” he claims to whoever is on the other line. I don’t hear what the person says, but I can tell by the look on his face that the news isn’t good. “Have the police been notified?” As soon as he says those words, he pulls his fingers out of me, stepping away.
I lean forward, needing the counter to keep me upright. Fucking hell. I was so close to reaching my orgasm, but I know something bad has happened. Fear rushes through me, and I hope it’s nothing to do with Ava and Viktor.
Turning towards Sebastian, he says, “I’ll be there soon. Don’t do anything else, until I arrive.”
Once he hangs up, I ask, “Is everything alright?” I won’t lie, fear has a tight hold on my throat, and my desire has taken a backseat. God, I don’t know what I’ll do if something has happened to Ava or one of her sweet babies.
“It’s fine. Just a … situation at Sensuality. Come, we’re going there to take care of this.”
Nodding, I follow beside him, hoping that nothing bad happened. But with the way the air around us is full of tension, I know he’s angry. It’s written all over his face as well, and even more so, as we get inside of his car.
Whatever went down at his club, he’s going to handle it, and I really feel sorry for whoever interrupted us.
Walking into Sensuality, I’m hit with thick sexual tension. The music playing loudly steals my breath, but I walk inside, as if I’m being called home.
As soon as we arrive, Sebastian excuses himself, telling me to wait for him at the bar. I quickly do just that, needing something extra strong to keep my desire in check. I don’t even glance around the room, until I have a drink in my hand.
Sitting down on a bar stool, I take a long drink of the alcohol, hoping Sebastian returns soon. I also hope he takes me back into a room, too. The last time I was here, I never thought all of this would happen. Lusting after him, was just something I did, and who knew coming here with Kendra, would lead to me being right back here, waiting for the same man.
After a few more sips of the drink, I turn on the stool, finally gaining the courage and control to look around. Just like last time, the place is full of bodies, mostly naked ones. The dancers on stage are performing a different routine than the last time I was here, but couples and even threesomes litter the tables, couches, and one couple is even on the floor.
Turning back around, I keep my gaze on all the bottles of liquor behind the bar. Watching everyone fuck or tease each other, is not something I can deal with. Not only am I so turned on from Sebastian, but just being here makes it even worse than before. I down my drink, and then signal for another one. I’ve got to distract myself from sex. I’m half tempted to give myself relief without Sebastian, but I’m pretty sure that will earn me a harsh punishment.
I don’t think I’m ready to test him with that just yet.
I’m not sure how long he’s been handling business, but he finally finds me, once I get my fourth drink.
