I push him onto his back and roll with him, still kissing him. I lay on top of him, my tongue probing into his mouth. His hands move up and down my back, onto my ass. He is breathing heavier now, and I know he’s as ready for this as I am. I push myself up so I am straddling him. I move my hips, rubbing my dripping wet pussy over his cock and he gasps. I grin down at him and then I reach behind myself and take his cock in my fist. I work him, listening to the way his breathing hitches.
When he moans my name, I feel my pussy clench, produced a rush of warm liquid and I have to have him inside of me right now. I lift my hips and run the tip of his cock through my lips, letting him feel just how wet for him I am. He moans again and I line him up with my pussy and push myself back down, taking him inside of me. I wince slightly as my already raw pussy stretches to accommodate his huge cock.
I begin to move up and down, slowly at first, teasing him. He brings his hand down and works my clit with his fingers as I move. His touch makes me wince as my sensitive clit throbs. The pain of having him touch me again so soon recedes quickly, leaving behind a fiery feeling of such intense pleasure I feel myself throwing my head back.
My hips start to move quicker of their own accord as I feel my climax building. I can feel Sebastian’s cock rubbing against my g-spot and his fingers work me effortlessly, sending my body into over drive.
“Oh my God, Sebastian, don’t stop,” I shout as he thrusts his hips with mine, making each stroke deeper.
My orgasm hits me like a blinding wave that’s so intense that for a moment I can’t breathe, can’t think. It fires through my whole body, sending me wild, setting nerves firing everywhere. I freeze, paralysed for a moment as Sebastian continues to thrust, his probing fingers making my clit sing. The release floods me, warm waves of pleasure cascading through my body, my pussy clenching and flooding. Sebastian moans as my pussy tightens around him and then he’s coming too, his warm seed filling me, uniting us in our mutual pleasure.
I come back to myself as Sebastian’s cock slips out of me and I move to lay beside him. I rest my head on his chest, feeling it moving up and down. I move my fingers over his chest and stomach, loving the taut muscular feel to it.
“Is that slow enough for you?” I whisper when I’ve got my breath back.
He gives a soft laugh and squeezes my hand. I’m starting to fall back to sleep when I feel Sebastian shift. I open my eyes and look up at him. He smiles at me and kisses the tip of my nose.
“I should go,” he says.
I nod my head, reminding myself we’re taking it slow. I don’t want him to go, but I don’t want to look like some desperate woman who can’t let Sebastian out of my sight for two minutes. That’s not the way to get him back. The way to get him back is just by being myself, and if it wasn’t for our history, I’d want him to go. I’d want to leave him wanting more.
I shuffle back so my head is on the pillow and smile at Sebastian,
“I guess I’ll see you at the office in a couple of hours,” I say.
Chapter Fifteen
Sebastian
It’s been two weeks since Kimberley and I talked. We’re still taking things slowly, but it’s going well so far. We’ve seen each other a few times each week and it’s been nice. Like old times but different. We’ve both changed a lot, but I think the changes have all been for the better. We’ve grown up a bit, got more worldly, but ultimately, we’re the same people and we still have that same connection we had all of those years ago. We just communicate a lot more openly now.
For now, we’ve agreed to keep our arrangement between just us until we’re both sure this is what we really want. It’s going to be hard to keep up the charade today at my parents’ house, but it’s a Sunday tradition that we all spend the day together as a family and Kimberley and I have both been busy with work and haven’t managed to see each other since Thursday. We’ve texted and called each other but it’s not the same. So I have invited Kimberley to come to the house and spend the day with us. It won’t seem that unusual; Kimberley knows my whole family well and my mum has never objected to us bringing friends along before. She’ll be happy to see Kimberley, I know that much, I’m just worried she’ll read too much into it and create a lot of pressure for us.
I park my car up and head up to the house. Within seconds of stepping in, I know inviting Kimberley to join us was a mistake. My mum greets me with a knowing smile and Matt and Callie both give me big cheesy grins and thumbs ups as I take a seat in the lounge. Only my dad seems oblivious to what’s going on. He glances up from his paper and greets me and then goes back to reading.
“What?” I say to Matt and Callie after I say hi to my dad.
“Nothing,” Callie giggles.
“We’re just pleased to see you,” Matt puts in. “Is that a crime now?”
“Stop it,” mum chastises
