Irresistibly Yours | 18+

***Like, nothing but SMUT***

***Emma's POV***

The sound of the door opening, then his keys hitting the counter jolted her out of the task at hand. She'd been giving everything a solid deep clean for him, blasting her 80's playlist. He was serious when he said he was paying his tab and heading back.

"There you are," he muttered, his arms sliding around her. "What are you doing?"

"I'm deep cleaning for you. You seem to spend so little time at home anymore, I figured I'd do this for you," she answered, her voice barely above a whisper. Swallowing she nodded towards the stove.

"There's also meatball soup staying warm for you. I figured you would be hungry."

She turned around, looking up at him. She watched as his eyes slowly moved over her face, a small smirk on his lips. It felt like an eternity that he stood there, his eyes finally meeting hers again.

"Later. There's only one thing I want right now," he whispered, capturing her lips with his own.

She pulled back, holding his face in her hands. While she was completely down for it, he still needed to eat. For all she knew he hadn't eaten most of the day.

"Sebastian, you need to eat."

"Fine," he shrugged, hooking his fingers in her pants, sliding them down her hips. "I'll eat."

"Sebastian, that's not what I-" she was cut off by a moan as his tongue found her, slowly circling her clit. "Jesus Christ."

His hands gripped her hips, holding her steady as he gently licked her, teasing her. Her hands clutched the counter behind her, willing herself to stay upright as he pulled her clit into his mouth, sucking gently. A familiar warmth spread through her belly, her muscles tightening as he slid first one, then two fingers inside her, gently massaging the right spot as his mouth worked her from the outside.

Suddenly he was standing in front of her, stripping off his shirt. Before she could protest he spun her around, parting her legs as he pushed her forward slightly, sinking himself deep inside her.

"Sebastian," she moaned, her body tensing around him, her earth shattering as he started driving into her, her head falling back as she came on a scream.

His hips snapped against hers, driving faster harder, another orgasm building within her. She didn't know how he knew exactly how to fuck her, and she didn't care. All she knew was she loved every minute of it, the way he felt inside her.

"Jesus Christ, Emma," he groaned, pulling her upright and back against him,one arm wrapped around her waist while his free hand fisted in her hair, pulling her head back slightly, exposing her throat to him.

Just as his lips found her throat she felt her body tensing again, reaching up her hand up to his hair, tugging slightly as she came yet again, calling out his name.

"Fuck," she groaned, feeling his arm tighten around her waist, his movements becoming jerky. He was close, she could feel it. She tightened her core around him, pulling harder on his hair. "God, you feel amazing," she whispered.

That was all it took. She felt him come, her name pouring from his lips, the hand in her hair reaching out for the counter instead.

"Goddamn it, Emma. I wasn't trying to come yet," he chuckled, burying his face in her hair. "I'm not quite done with you yet."

"Mmmm, how about you punish me for it later?" Her eyes widened. She hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Oh, this is going to be great."