CHAPTER SIX

Soon we pulled up in front of his building. We said farewell to Joe and headed inside. As the lift rose to his apartment, Sebastian stepped around behind me, encasing me in his arms. His mouth found my ear, nibbling delicately. " Fuck, you don't know how difficult it was for me to get through those discussions earlier. "

" Oh? " I asked, trying to sound innocent.

" All I could think about was that I had your panties in my pocket. " His hand slid down my stomach, coming to rest provocatively close to my crotch. " You're naked under here for me right now. "

" Naked and wet, " I replied.

He growled softly. " We'll have to take care of that, won't we? "

The doors opened into his apartment. Without a word he took my hand and led me toward the bedroom, his movements radiating primal intent.

As we entered, he spun me lightly onto my back and then climbed on top of me. His mouth locked over mine, so sweet and so strong, and my body yielded beneath him. I'd never met a man whose kiss could break me so. Every stroke of his tongue seemed to echo through me all the way to my toes.

I felt his hands snaking across my skin and I responded in kind, enjoying the little moans and sharp breaths that I coaxed out of him as I explored his most intimate places. Under his shirt, his chest was warm and firm, and he still smelled lightly of sweat from our earlier exertions. I don't know why, but I liked that scent. It was so perfectly him.

We writhed together like that for some time, his fingers wandering, but never making any effort to remove my clothes. Eventually they found their way to my thighs and peeled up my skirt, my legs falling open without the slightest resistance. Every nerve in my body seemed to be standing on end. And this was just the beginning.

" I don't know why you were worried about your outfit, " he said, pausing to study me. " You look hot as hell all corporate and sexed up. "

" I'm glad you like it, " I replied.

" I do. In fact, I don't want you to remove a thing. I want to watch you play with yourself right now. "

I smiled seductively. " I think I can manage that. "

He slid off the bed and sat on a nearby chair, his eyes never leaving my body. " Touch yourself for me, Sophia. "

And I did as I was told. I was already impossibly excited. My finger glided with silken ease across my aching slit. I was tentative at first. Even given all that we'd shared, it was strangely invasive having someone else in the room while I pleasured myself. But as my passion mounted, my hesitance gradually fell away. I found the exhibitionism of performing intensely exciting. It was a different kind of intimacy. I was showing him something I'd never shown anyone before, something usually reserved just for me.

" Go slow, " he said, barely able to drag his eyes away from my dancing fingers. " I want tonight to last. "

I eased up, rubbing myself in gentle circles, savouring the look of desire that burned on his face. There was a wonderful sense of power, seeing what my show was doing to him. The bulge in his pants was growing with every passing second.

I let out a soft moan as I brought my second hand down to play too, slipping it inside me while my first continued to focus on my clit.

" God, you look so fucking sexy like that, " he said.

" I promised you a show didn't I? "

" You certainly did. I just have one suggestion. "

" Oh? "

He reached out and opened a nearby chest of drawers, withdrawing a long, pale blue vibrator. It was thick and elegantly curved, with a smooth, rounded head and a small secondary arm about three quarters of the way down. " I bought it especially for you. "

I took it from him, weighing it in my hand. It was larger than the one I had at home, almost as large as Sebastian's cock. A few weeks earlier I'd probably have said it was too big, but recent experience had taught me that I didn't know my limits as well as I thought.

" It's lovely. " I said.

" It will look even more lovely inside you. "

Taking the hint I flicked the switch to the lowest setting and the toy buzzed to life. My pussy was already wonderfully slick and the smooth rubber slid in easily. " Oh god, " I groaned, as the head found my G-spot, sending a steady stream of pleasure rolling through me.

" That's it, " he said. " Feels good, doesn't it? "

" God yes, " I breathed.

With a little experimentation, I found the right angle to let the smaller arm work my clitoris at the same time. The simultaneous stimulation was exquisite.

" Now imagine how good it's going to feel when it's my cock inside you instead. "

" So get over here and fuck me! "

" Patience. Like I said, I want to draw it out. I will, however, give you a preview. "

Reaching down, he unfastened his zipper, freeing his shaft from his pants. The sight of it made my whole body throb. Although I hadn't laid a finger on him, he was stiff as iron.

With tantalising slowness, he began to stroke himself, gripping the base firmly in his fist and working up and down. I'd never watched a man masturbate before. It had never seemed particularly appealing when we could be doing other things, but just a few moments with Sebastian showed me how wrong I'd been. This was off-the-charts hot, and made hotter by the fact that it was my body he was staring at. With every flick of his wrist, his cock seemed to swell just a little more.

" Don't stop, " he said, and I realised that I had. The sight was so captivating that I'd forgotten my own pleasure. " But remember, you have to restrain yourself. If you come before I say so, there will be repercussions. "

I resumed, now acutely aware of how close I was to the edge. I was doing my best to restrain myself, but the whole experience was so sensual that I didn't know if I could hold back. Our passions seemed to feed off one another, and as his pleasure mounted, so did my own. I loved staring into his eyes, watching him react as I performed for him, knowing that I was having the same effect on him. We weren't touching at all, but nonetheless there was a sense of connection to the situation that rivalled anything else I'd shared with him.

Our rhythms synchronised. As he stroked up, I thrust in. With every passing moment, my longing to have the real thing inside me grew. I burned for it. Despite the distance between us, in my head he was already buried eight inches deep, unravelling me with that tender ferocity as only he could.

Soon, I couldn't take any more. The charge pulsing between my legs threatened to overwhelm me. " I'm close. "

His eyes narrowed. " Did I say you could come? "

" Please, " I moaned, shifting the vibrator restlessly. I tried to move it to a less direct angle, but every part of me was humming by now, begging for release. " Please. "

" Take out the vibrator, Sophia. " The sudden sharpness in his voice caused me to slow. It was the same deep tone he'd used with Hannah the first night we'd met, that heavy command that seemed to echo right through me. Impossible to resist.

Mustering a mammoth amount of self-control, I withdrew the toy, my pussy clenching in protest.

" Better. " He got to his feet and slid onto the bed and pinned my arms behind my head, capturing me beneath him. Leaning down, he planted several soft kisses along my neck. " Thank you for the show, " he murmured into my ear. " It was wonderful, but now I think I want to take over. "

" I think I'd like that, " I replied.

Leaving one hand gripping my wrists, he brought the other down and wrapped it around his cock once more, guiding it between my legs until it was just an inch from entering me. " Is this what you want? "

" Yes. " It took all my restraint not to take matters into my own hands and push myself onto him.

" You'll have to do better than that, " he replied, easing his length closer still until the crown was resting softly against my lips. " Ask for it, " he continued.

" Please, I want your cock. I want you to fuck me. " The words came without the slightest hesitation. He had rendered me utterly shameless with desire.

He began to rub himself up and down, dipping towards my opening, before climbing again to tease my swollen trigger. The sensation was exquisite, almost to the point of pain; perfectly measured to tease, but never summon my release. I let out a strangled cry, a kind of desperate plea that came from deep down inside me where there were no words.

" I'll give you what you want, Sophia. I'll fuck you until you don't remember your own name. " He brought his hand up to brush my cheek, staring down into my eyes. " But not just yet. "

Before I realised what was happening, his hands slipped under the pillow, and something cold and metallic clicked into place around my wrists. I let out a surprised squeak. I'd known handcuffs were probably going to be part of the deal at some point, but nonetheless the sensation was a little frightening. These weren't your stereotypical fluffy, pink, 'I'm a kinky housewife' restraints. These were the real deal. There was no give, no softness or sensuality, just the implacable strength of steel.

Rather than simply pinning my arms in place, this time my bonds were linked to the bed frame. Not only was I restricted from using my hands, I couldn't escape, even if left alone. He had me at his mercy for as long as he desired.

To my credit, I managed to keep my mouth shut. I'd come to realise that surprises were just part of the experience with Sebastian. I simply had to trust that he'd never take me too far too fast.

" Perfect, " he said, leaning backwards to admire his handiwork. " Now you're completely mine. " His hands began to unfasten my buttons, chased by his mouth, licking and teasing the freshly exposed skin. Shock had temporarily sent my arousal scurrying to the back of my head, but the moment his lips touched me, it began pushing its way to the front again.

" This is mine, " he said, planting a soft kiss across the centre of my belly. " And this, " he continued, brushing his lips along the curve of my hips.

My shirt fell open, and he paused, savouring the sight of my lingerie. Thanks to my newfound obsession with sexy underwear, the bra I was wearing was rather low cut, and while the handcuffs prevented him from unfastening it completely, it didn't take more than a soft tug to pull the cups down slightly, exposing my hardened nipples. " And these are definitely mine, " he said, taking one into his mouth and teasing the peak with his tongue.

I desperately wanted to reach out and push his head between my legs, but of course I couldn't. He could take as much time as he wanted. And he took ample advantage.

With agonising slowness he continued to work his way around my body, seemingly intent on leaving no stone untouched. He was a master of his craft, steadily stoking the fire inside me, but never letting it flare too much. I writhed against him, pleading for the climax that lay just out of reach, but he simply smiled. " This is what it is to submit, Sophia, " he said. " To put your pleasure in the hands of another and trust that they'll take care of you. " I had no answer for that. As maddening as it was, I knew he was right.

The exquisite foreplay continued. I lost all track of time. Soon, every inch of my skin was flushed and tingling. He was clearly enjoying watching me come undone. I started to think maybe he was never going to let me come, that he'd leave me chained there all night, a squirming, flustered wreck. But finally his kisses began to hone in on the soft flesh of my inner thighs.

" Please, " I cried again, sensing that this was the time.

" Please what? " he asked.

" Please eat my pussy. Please make me come. "

" Do you think you've earned it? "

I nodded vigorously. " I have. "

He paused, and for a few dreadful seconds I thought I'd been mistaken. " I think so too, " he said at last, and with a soft growl, he planted a long, slow kiss on my sex. I gasped. His tongue parted my aching folds, caressing me with strokes that managed to be strong and demanding, yet soft as a cloud. I rocked against him, the metal rim of the cuffs biting into my skin, yet the pain went all but unnoticed.

" Yes, yes, " I moaned. " Keep going. "

Most of the work had already been done. My body felt ready to burst. My hips began bucking, gyrating wildly as the pleasure cascading through me reached its crescendo. " Sebastian, I'm coming! "

With expert dexterity he guided me over the edge, milking every ounce of pleasure from my body, until I sunk, panting, into the bed.

He gazed at me for several seconds, radiating satisfaction. " That's the first of many tonight. I'm not done with you yet. "

" I suspected that might be the case, " I said weakly.

His cock flexed invitingly. As I stared at it, I knew what I wanted to do next. I needed to taste him like he'd tasted me. " But first, there's something I'd like to do to you, " I continued, giving my lips a slow lick.

He let out a short laugh. " Oh? And what might that be? "

" Take off your clothes and I'll show you. "

Smiling in amusement at the role reversal, he did as he was told, stripping away his suit until he stood naked before me. The sight of that lithe form caused my body to stir once more.

" Much better. Now come here and uncuff me. I want to suck your cock. " Two months ago, I'd have laughed if anyone told me I'd be saying something so bold to a partner, but with Sebastian, the old Sophia was nowhere in sight.

In moments he was just inches from my face, but he didn't reach for my restraints. " I'll let you give the orders this once, " he said, " but we're still playing by my rules. The cuffs stay. "

Well, that would be a new experience. But I'd never been one to shy away from a challenge. Shifting my position, I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around his swollen crown.

He exhaled slowly. " Oh Christ, that feels wonderful. "

He tasted fantastic; warm, musky, and slightly salty. The width of him filled my mouth. I worked my lips slowly up and down, paying special attention to the soft track of skin just below the head, while my tongue swirled an intricate pattern across the underside of his shaft. It was an incredibly submissive position to be in, splayed below him, gazing up at his body while I pleasured him. He'd spent so long focused on me, I loved that I could give him the same in return.

" Lick it, " he said, sliding free, and I did as ordered, lavishing him with slow strokes all the way to the root, then darting up to engulf him once more. Being bound changed the experience dramatically. I longed to reach out and seize the base in my fist, to pump it while I sucked him, but that wasn't an option. Instead, I focused on swallowing as much of him as I could.

" Yes, that's it, take it deeper, " he said, seizing my head in his hands and guiding his length further down my throat. I drew a sharp breath through my nose, certain I was about to gag, but again he proved he was perfectly in tune with my body, never taking me over my limits. Gradually, he took over. I'd enjoyed being in control of his pleasure, but there was something erotic about having him fuck my mouth too. It was base, it was possessive, and it was hot as hell watching his self-control unravel before my eyes.

His fingers clenched tight around my hair as his strokes grew wilder. Our mutual masturbation had clearly taken a toll. He was close. I could feel each individual vein shift and pulse against my tongue. " Oh fuck, I'm going to come so hard, " he groaned, and with several more mighty drives his body stiffened, and warmth exploded down my throat. His semen was sweet and salty and oh so good, and I swallowed every drop.

As he pulled free, I stared up at him, licking my lips once more for effect.

He shook his head and smiled. " God you're sexy. " Leaning down, he locked his mouth over mine. " And extremely talented, if you don't mind me saying. "

I grinned. " Not at all. "

" I'm going to uncuff you now, " he said, seizing my restraints. " I want you on all fours for what comes next. "

" Next? " I asked.

He looked at me like I'd forgotten something incredibly obvious. " I still want to fuck you, Sophia. "

" Don't you want a break or something? "

" Do I look like I need a break? " he asked, nodding to his cock. It was still rock hard and glistening with my saliva.

" Well, that's enough to offend a girl. "

He laughed. " Don't be. It's a compliment. You drive me crazy. I seem to be hard all the time, since I met you. "

His words stoked my arousal. " Well, it would be a shame not to take advantage of that. "

" My thoughts exactly. "

With barely concealed urgency, he flipped me onto my knees and slammed into me. I let out a long moan and rocked against him, revelling in the sensation of finally having him inside me.

" Fuck, I love how ready you are for me, " he said.

I couldn't muster a reply. His body was thrumming, his strokes slow and purposeful, and they echoed through me in great waves. Wrapping his hands around my hips he yanked my body against his, burying himself in me as deeply as he could. The air was soon thick with our grunts and cries.

I'd been expecting my pleasure to build slowly, but it wasn't long before I could feel myself cresting again, helpless against that exquisite rhythm.

" Have you been wearing your butt plug like I asked? " Sebastian said, his fingers firmly squeezing my ass.

" Yes, " I whispered, although the implication was lost on me. All I could focus on was the swelling inside me. A few more moments and I would be past the point of no return.

He slipped one hand underneath me, stroking my moistened lips with his thumb, coating it with my juices. " Then you might want to hold on. "

That got my attention. But before I could voice a question, I felt a firm pressure against my rosette as he pushed his way in, and then all capacity for speech instantly fled.

I'd had no idea a finger there could feel so good. It magnified everything else he was doing to me a hundred times over. Something broke inside me, and my knuckles curled white around the bed sheets. I'd never come like that before. Not even with him. It felt like every individual cell in my body was rupturing all at once.

It was the kind of orgasm that should have left me in a crumpled heap, but Sebastian didn't stop, he didn't even slow, he just kept thrusting as my body clenched and buckled beneath him.

" More, Sophia. I need more. I'd make you come all night if I could. "

And somehow, my body responded. With him, I felt like perhaps I could go all night. The raw physical connection between us drowned out everything else.

Seizing my hips he flipped me around onto my back and lifted my legs to rest on his shoulder, squeezing my pussy even tighter around his hardness. With great drives he began fucking me once more, the new angle striking some long forgotten spot deep inside me. I could feel every inch of him, hot and rigid, as he urged my body towards another climax.

This one was different, less intense, but longer, and I yelled wordlessly as he brought me over the cusp.

" One more, " he said, letting my legs drop back to the bed. The fire in his eyes made him look like a man possessed.

I winced. " Sebastian I can't. I can't. "

" One more, " he repeated.

With my legs free he altered positions again, leaning down and wrapping one arm behind my neck, locking us in a lover's embrace. His mouth found mine, grazing softly across my lips, before moving down my neck to flit gently across my nipples. His thrusts became soft, almost delicate, as he gradually coaxed my spent body back to life.

The intimacy of it all threatened to unravel me. We'd gone from kinky domination to tender lovemaking in just a few short minutes. I didn't understand. It was the kind of sex I expected to have with a lover of several years, not a self-professed anti-romantic playboy like Sebastian.

Christ Sophia, don't read too much into it. Can't you just enjoy a good thing for what it is?

But as we climaxed one final time together, clawing desperately at each other's bodies and choking out each other's names, I felt a wave of contentment unlike anything I'd experienced before.

Yeah, you might be in trouble here, girl.