Page 27 of Come As You Are
you look gorgeous, I typed.back to work now
Powering my phone off, I returned it to my locker, then grabbed a quick snack before heading out onto the floor. Fortunately, the guy from earlier had disappeared. Whether he’d been told to give it a rest for the night or lost interest all on his own, I didn’t know, but I was grateful he was gone. Still, I took Jeffers’ advice and called for a Lyft to take me home when I was done. It almost killed me to do it since it took a huge chunk out of my tips for the night, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
When I got home, I opened the front door as quietly as I could in case Sebastian was already asleep and found him dozing on the couch, some sci-fi movie on the television. His eyes opened as soon as I closed the door, and a big smile broke across his face as he reached out a hand for me and drew me to him until I was standing between his spread legs. Not content with that, I climbed onto his lap and straddled him.
“Did you miss me?” I asked.
“Toby texted me about the asshole at the bar,” Sebastian growled, and I have to admit, being the object of his possessive side caused a jolt of arousal to run through me.
I rocked my hips slightly, amused at myself since I was usually wiped out when I got home from Illyria. Maybe this was what happened when I had a few good nights of sleep behind me. Or what happened when I had a sexy man beneath me.
“It was fine.” I wrapped my hands around Sebastian’s neck. “I told the guy I had this very jealous, very possessive boyfriend at home.”
“You do, huh?” Sebastian’s hands rose to my hips. “And that’s what got him to back off?”
“Yeah. But, Toby and Mal took care of me, too.”
“Mal?” Sebastian’s eyes went wide.
“Yeah, I know. Maria’s plan may be working better than we expected.” I nuzzled into his neck. “I loved the pics of you in drag. You were very sexy.”
“I felt ridiculous,” Sebastian said, but there was no heat in his words. His hands were in my hair, thumbs stroking gently against my scalp, and it felt amazing. I arched my back like a cat and pressed deeper into his grasp.
“Well, you looked amazing. It wouldn’t surprise me if you made it into the pageant and took the top prize.”
Sebastian chuckled, his hips bucking up so his erection rubbed against mine. I groaned at the feel of him, then whined as he sat up, but I didn't have long to miss our contact. Cupping my head in his strong hands, he rocked me backwards until I was all but lying on his thighs. Dancing had made me more limber, so my muscles only protested a bit, but their dismay was drowned out by pleasure as Sebastian leaned over me and began to feast on my neck, nipping and sucking on the tender skin of my throat and teasing at the line of tendons that stood out on my neck as I tried to get his mouth on me everywhere at once.
My cock protested its confinement, so I reached for the button on my jeans. If Sebastian was going to keep me in a position that made it impossible for me to touch him, I'd touch myself instead. Sebastian had other ideas, though, and lifted his head long enough to tell me to stop.
“That’s mine,” he said.
I met his eye. “Then do something about it,” I said, then suppressed a shiver as Sebastian’s gaze went feral. It thrilled me that I could affect him so strongly, that he wanted me so much. I’d never experienced anything like this in my life, and it was amazing.
Without breaking eye contact, Sebastian shifted me enough to undo my jeans and slip his hand inside. I sighed as his fingers closed around the head of my cock, and he began to play with me. When my eyes started to close, Sebastian told me to open them again. The commanding tone in his voice made it impossible for me not to obey him.
“Look at me, Vee,” he said. “Be here with me.”
I nodded, my eyes focused on his, gasping as his grip became tighter, his tugs on my cock harder. Of their own accord, my hips thrust forward, wanting to feel his hand enclose all of me in that rough circle of callouses, muscles, and bone. It felt so good, but I was determined not to tip over the edge as quickly as I had the previous night. I might not have a lot of experience being with another guy—especially one as hot as Sebastian—but I knew how to control myself, to edge myself until I absolutely couldn’t stand it and my orgasm practically ripped itself through my body.
At the thought of what Sebastian and I could experience, I felt that telltale tension begin to gather at the base of my balls.
“What are you thinking?” Sebastian asked with an evil grin.
“About you. Wanting to touch you, taste you.” With each phrase, I rocked myself into the confines of his fist, quickly finding a rhythm.
“And?”
“And how good it will feel if I wait.”
Sebastian gave a firm stroke down my length, and then back up to tease at my slit. The precum he gathered on his fingers eased his way downward until his fingers tightened around my base, and he squeezed just hard enough to make me gasp.
“Ifyou can wait,” he growled. “I could put a cock ring on you and tease you for hours.”
My hips punched forward of their own accord as a cry left my mouth. “That…that sounds…amazing,” I managed to say.
“Mm hm.” Sebastian leaned forward and captured my mouth in a blistering kiss, his tongue pressing against the seam until I had no choice but to allow him inside. He took full possession, exploring and teasing, teeth grazing against my lips, his stubble abrading my cheeks and chin. All the while, his hand stayed firm on my cock, stroking in time with his tongue’s thrusts into my mouth, gripping me tighter whenever he felt my balls begin to draw up.
I was dizzy with endorphins and the rush of being so powerfully desired. My body, already worked to exhaustion by my shift, became supple in Sebastian’s hold, my muscles lax, my mind devoid of all thought. Only feeling remained. Sensation and surrender. My body became both completely relaxed and unbelievably aroused, while my mind focused on the places where Sebastian burned my skin with his touch. I was lust drunk and couldn’t get enough of the way he alternated firm strokes with light, almost teasing caresses. The sounds Sebastian drew from me should have been embarrassing, should have had my face flaming red, but all that was going up in flames was every single nerve in my body.
