Sexual Sebastian

It's just about dawn when I wake up. He's still in a deep slumber. I get out of bed. Breakfast is calling my name. I slip on my house shoes and skip to the kitchen. I make sure I'm out of the room before I skip. I don't want to wake him.

Bacon, eggs, and toast sound tasty to eat. Before I begin cooking, I turn on the stereo. Music always brightens my mornings. It helps wake me up and gets me to feel active. I start dancing while I make the bacon.

While the song, "Stitches" on the stereo goes off, I feel as though I'm not the only one in the room. I turn to my left. He is standing there, either admiring my dance moves or obviously enjoying the sight of me since I'm only wearing his giant, white buttoned up shirt, my black, lace panties and my slippers.

He's leaning against the doorway, smiling and giggling towards me because he sees I have been embarrassed. Although I don't want him to have the satisfaction, I smirk at him in response. Then I turn back to the stove.

I feel his warm arms wrap around my waist. His mouth breathes on my neck. I feel the touch of his pure pink lips press against my cheek. He leaves a trail of kisses down my face, to my neck, and he bites down gently. "Mmm.", I moan. I turn off the burner. He turns me around and slowly kisses down my chest. Oh no. He wants it again. It feels so good, but I don't know if I can do it. We did it five times yesterday. I have to give him what he wants. Or he'll do what he did last time.

I feel him unbutton his shirt, that I'm wearing. My bare chest feeling his warm hands cup my breasts, kissing them. "Mmmm.", he sucks my nipples, pulling them. It feels so good. His tongue swirls around them. I feel his teeth bite down making me moan louder. His hands slides down my body, over my stomach, down to my hips. He teases me, rubbing his index finger over my panties, around my clit. I want him to stop, but I want to take him right now, in the kitchen, on the table.

He grabs my waist and picks me up with my legs around his hips. He kisses me hard, sexually. I grasp his face with my hands and devour his lips. Oh god, he tastes so good! I feel his tongue in my mouth. I want his tongue somewhere else. He sits me up on the dryer. He slowly slides my panties down my legs to my ankles. He presses his hips up against me. I instantly feel his erection against me.

His left hand holds my neck while leaving his mark on my neck. His right hand slides down on my leg. He rubs up between my thighs.