Set her own pace....slow at first, feeling him, feeling the stretch and the fullness....and then faster as the heat surged back and demanded she stop experimenting and start taking. His hands came to her hips. Not controlling. Just gripping. Holding on.
She rode him hard.
The chair scraped against the stone floor. Her nails dug into his shoulders. His mouth found her breast and bit down and she cried out and moved faster and he bit down harder and she came with a sound so loud Sebastian actually laughed....low and rough and helpless.....even as his own breathing fell completely apart underneath her.
She came again before he did.
And then he couldn't hold it anymore.....his hands finally tightened on her hips and took over and drove her down onto him hard and fast three times before he groaned and spilled inside her and went completely still.
She collapsed against his chest.
His hand came up to her back. Moving slowly up and down.
The fever dropped another degree.
