Out of the Shadows // Sebastian Sallow

Chapter Ninety-Three*****

*****Warning: This chapter contains sexually explicit adult content.*****

The soft flickering sounds of the fireplace were the only sound I could hear besides the gentle, rhythmic breathing of Sebastian beside me.

I opened my eyes just a little. The flickering fire was low in the grate but cast just enough light to throw shadows around the room.

My head was throbbing just a little. The firewhiskey. It had been so long since I had a drink let alone two very potent ones, I should have known I was going to pay the price. I sighed.

Seb slept soundly next to me. A protective arm thrown around my back as I was cuddled up into his armpit. My favorite place to be. I smiled. He had given me such a wonderful day. I felt so much more like myself.

He grunted a soft snore and his arm squeezed a little around me. I chuckled into his side. The only thing that could make this moment more perfect...

I scooted closer to him. He had his other arm thrown up over his head, his beautiful, firm chest moving up and down rhythmically. I let my fingers run through his feather-soft hair on his forehead and then slid down his cheek gently. My fingertips grazed his plump, slightly parted lips as he breathed in and out. His breath hitched slightly at this touch. I giggled quietly and continued my trailing. I ran my fingers over his stubbled chin and down his throat over his Adam's apple and to his clavicle where I drew a little outline. Down the middle of his toned chest and then over each of his nipples. I could feel his breathing had changed. But I didn't look up. He was awake for sure.

I connected all the freckles on his chest with my fingertips ever so lightly. Then I started to move downward over his stomach, which trembled and jumped under my light touches. My fingers hovered over his belly button, drawing circles. The sheet was just under my fingers and it was noticeably higher than when I started.

I giggled again. Knowing I was already getting a rise out of him. I slipped my fingertips under the sheet carefully and slowly. I drew horizontal lines from hip to hip and then down his nearest thigh to me and then back up the other, intentionally avoiding a certain something.

I smirked as the sheet actively moved and I could hear him exhale deeply. He knew exactly what I was doing.

I finally ran my fingers up his entire hardened length. It twitched at my touch, hardening further. I ran a circle around the tip of it, feeling the moisture that was already seeping out. I could feel my own arousal starting to pool between my thighs. My own breath increasing.

I pressed my body closer to his involuntarily, my breasts pressing into his side, as my own sexual tension was rising.

I let my fingers enclose his shaft at the top, wrapping my hand around it tightly. He hissed out and then exhaled loudly.

I ran my hand up and down slowly, my breath increasing, my body aching for his touch as well. I made slow strokes up and down, up and down, squeezing on the way down, letting myself enjoy his soft skin and throbbing manhood clenched in my hand.

Suddenly, he grabbed my leg, throwing it over his hip and rolled us over so he was on top of me, lying between my thighs. I squealed a little in surprise and then he pushed his lips to mine roughly, his tongue forcing its way in quickly as he grunted.

I moaned into his mouth, enclosing my hands around his neck, holding his face to mine.

His hands found my breasts quickly, squeezing tightly. Then he pinched my nipples between his fingers, making them immediately pebble with his touch. I moaned again; the sound muffled by our kisses.

He pulled his lips away and immediately put my breast to his mouth, licking around the nipple and then sucking the whole thing into his mouth, groaning loudly.