She moaned as I lashed my tongue over her clit, circling and sucking the sensitive flesh there. Her hands raked through my hair as I worked my face overtime to please her. My dick was so hard, I thought I might come in my trousers before this was even finished.

Sadie bucked her hips to meet my not-so-gentle tongue thrusts. I knew she was close to coming and needed to make a decision as to whether I wanted to let her come on my face—or whether I wanted to join in on the fun.

When it seemed like she was close, I pulled back suddenly. “Do you want to come on my mouth or with me inside you?”

“I want you inside me,” she panted.

Those words were clear as day and they were all I needed to hear.

Thank fuck I always traveled with a condom in my wallet. I could honestly say I’d never had to use one so unexpectedly before. Reaching into my back pocket, I took the condom out and ripped it open with my teeth, so desperate to be inside her. I lowered my pants, causing my erect cock to spring forward. The tip was completely covered in pre-cum. Sadie’s eyes were fixed on my dick, and when she wet her lips, I couldn’t sheath myself fast enough.

I should’ve been gentler with her, but my instinct was to just enter her in one rough movement. The sound of pleasure that exited her when I pushed balls-deep inside confirmed that she wanted it this way, too. Never had I been comfortable enough with anyone but my wife to let myself get completely lost in sex. There was no trepidation, no hesitancy on my part, just raw need.

“Sebastian . . . ,” she whispered over and over. Every time Sadie said that, it made me thrust harder, wanting to earn every last utterance of my name.

“Fuck, Sadie. Just . . . fuck . . .” I could hardly speak, feeling like I’d totally lost my mind. “Pull my hair harder . . . ,” I said, having no qualms about telling her what I wanted. “Spread your legs wider . . .”

She did as I asked and bucked her hips even faster. It seemed someone liked to be ordered around in bed, and I was happy to oblige.

“Tell me when you’re ready, Sadie.”

A few seconds later, her body quaked as she grabbed my ass. “I’m coming,” she said. It was barely audible, but I’d heard it.

I let myself go, pushing so deep inside her as I emptied my endless load into the condom. Her hand was on my ass the entire time, guiding me as I came. The sounds she made along with her orgasm were something I would never forget. This girl had totally rocked my world in a matter of minutes.

As I collapsed over her, we panted almost in sync. It was seriously the craziest sex of my life. And while it was completely primal and raw, I knew that part of the reason I was able to let go to that level was because I trusted her. It was different from anything I’d experienced since Amanda. And if I were being honest, different from anything I’d experienced before Amanda. But I wouldn’t let my mind go to thinking about my wife right now, because that was somewhat fucked up.

It took a few minutes before I could bear to pull out of her. If I’d had my way, I would’ve stayed inside her for a lot longer. But I wasn’t exactly clear on the safety of doing that, considering the massive load I’d expelled into that rubber.

After I disposed of the condom, I returned to her and laid my head on her bare breasts. I could feel her heart beating against my ear a mile a minute. That was my first confirmation that what had just happened between us was far more than just the best fuck of my life.

CHAPTER 20

SADIE

I didn’t know what was better, what had transpired this afternoon or the sight of Sebastian’s tanned, muscular ass as he got up off the bed to put his pants back on. He turned to the side just enough for me to catch a glimpse of his erect cock bobbing up and down before it disappeared into his boxer briefs. Damn. His body was literally perfect. His legs so toned, his skin so bronze, and his abs looked carved from stone. I couldn’t believe I’d just had sex with him. I couldn’t believe we’d managed to resist doing it again. But he’d only had one condom, and though I was on the pill and mentioned that to him, the thought of doing it without one didn’t even seem like an option to Sebastian. So instead, I’d lowered my head and taken him into my mouth until he came down my throat. The guttural sounds he made when I was going down on him were beyond sexy. It was the least I could do, considering I’d riled him up by rubbing my wetness against his leg. Not to mention the amazing oral sex he’d given me earlier.

“You’re a beautiful man,” I couldn’t help but say as I continued to watch him get dressed.

He smiled back at me as he threw his shirt over his head.

After he finished getting dressed, he crawled back onto the bed and faced me as I remained naked under the covers.

He leaned in and kissed my nose. “I have to get home before Birdie gets back.”

I looked over at the clock and couldn’t help noticing that it was actually a bit early for him to have to leave so soon. She wasn’t supposed to be home until seven. I’d hoped he’d want to stay and hang for a while longer. But I wasn’t about to seem clingy, because that wasn’t very attractive. Sebastian didn’t seem like the kind of man who would appreciate that, especially since he already had one little girl to coddle; he didn’t need another.

So I put my neediness and vulnerability aside and said, “Yeah, you’d better get back.”

He lifted himself off the bed. I stood up, grabbing one of my robes to cover myself. But not before I caught Sebastian ogling me every second that my flesh had been exposed. Whatever hesitancy he might have been experiencing right now, I didn’t think it had anything to do with a lack of physical compatibility with me.

He stood staring at me for a moment, like he wasn’t sure what to say. “We’ll talk soon, okay?”

I leaned in to plant a chaste kiss on his lips, then answered, “Yeah.”

After he left, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a little empty. We’d gone from the most amazing sex I’d ever had to this odd feeling of detachment. Which was weird because I’d felt so extremely connected to him the entire day, not just sexually but in every way. Nevertheless, our having sex seemed to change something.

As if someone upstairs knew I needed the support, Devin sent me a text as I was ruminating.

Devin: Super bored and the guy is out with his friends. Want some company?

Sadie: Yes . . . but don’t bring wine. I had my fill today.

Devin: Speak for yourself! More for me.

Sadie: LOL. Okay. See you soon.

She knocked in her usual upbeat rhythm. When I opened, Devin looked at my face, then down at my neck. “What the hell got into you? Or should I say . . . who?”

“What are you talking about?”

Admittedly, I wasn’t necessarily going to tell her about Sebastian. I hadn’t fully decided whether that was a good idea, regardless of how much I wanted to talk it out. So I wondered how she could be so sure that something had happened.

I tried to play dumb. “What are you talking about?”

“Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? You have bruises down your neck and chest.”

I ran to the mirror in the hallway. Shit. Sebastian had given me multiple hickies.

“Spill. What happened?”

She figured it out before I had a chance to confess.