Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 39: Flashback Scenes
Sebastian’s POV
I should have made her wait a little longer, but there’s nothing I can do about it at this point.
It was the gentle question from the rural girl who revealed the one thing I’d been hoping to hear all along.
It was as if she was about to say something when I stopped her by kissing her on the lips, something I’d been dying to do for a week. At the same moment that my tongue parts her lips, I wrap a hand around her waist and squeeze her back. Her constraints force her to adapt to my chest in the best way she can, yielding to each swish of my tongue as I explore every aspect of her mouth with my tongue. The first time I taste her, she had a stronger flavor than I anticipated. In my mind, I want to cover every inch of her body with mine and impale her repeatedly and without hesitation. Besides, what’s the fun in rushing through the process?
I stretch out alongside her and support my weight with one arm while I lean in closer to kiss her more passionately. She is unable to turn to face me, so she makes do with her legs, sliding one up and down between my ankle and calf through my pants until I was forced to back away, fearing that I would rip off my garments and bury my cock deep within her. With the remainder of the night ahead of us, I will take it slow and taste everything she has to offer before fucking her hard and again. Taking a breath and running her tongue over the bottom of my lower lip, wanting to continue, I tear my lips away from hers and crack a smile. My desire to relish those lips once more is equal to that of hers. I get out of bed and walk over to the gap between her knees, widening them to make room for me while I bury my hands in her long, raven tresses and lift her head forcibly off the pillow.
She climbs up the bed with her feet, forcing her thighs into the outsides of my legs as she does so. Because of the heat emanating from her center, I’m rock hard in an instant. Grabbing her back with one hand, I lower my torso and hips till my entire weight rests on her as I grind my cock at her with the other hand grabbing her back.
My boxers and pants are the only things that separate me from a barely legal pussy.
In order to survive on the lungful of the air we share, Stella whisper, which sounds like words, in order to sound like she is saying something. I try to keep the sound out of her ears so that we may continue kissing, but she keeps repeating the phrases.
"Excuse me, but what?" I query, taking my hand away from her mouth to give her the opportunity to speak.
"This is the first time I’ve ever been with a man...like this," she stated. "I just wanted to make sure you were aware of what was going on."
There’s nothing I can do to stop the ringing in my ears, which makes me feel as if I’m in the middle of a five-alarm conflagration. I keep my gaze fixed on her face as I lift my head off her torso. "Didn’t you say you’re a—?"
"A virgin," she adds, bringing my thinking to a close. "Yes. I’m...that."
There is a slew of questions that surface, as well as two competing urges that are battling it out in every cell of my body. Immediately, the one who has become firmly connected to my dick wishes to end her virginity with my dick. I’m currently lying on my bed. She wants me to untie her and send her on her way, despite the fact that she looks to be drowning out all other thoughts.
My brilliance has won the day.
My jerk has been defeated.
Stella’s POV
"Can you tell me how you spent your day?" After what seems like an eternity of sitting silently on the sofa, I finally ask the question. He has a terribly serious expression on his face, and he has a dark complexion. When he looks at me with that look, I feel a shiver down my spine. My gaze will not be fixed on me for the foreseeable future if I can just maintain attention for the next few minutes to get through this.
"Nothing. Everything. It’s a complete and utter disaster."
"I’d say give it a go."
He scoffs, a faint laugh coming out of his mouth. "I’m not going to tell you because it’s something you don’t want to know."
"I’m sure it’s an awful experience. It’s had such an impact on you that the cats must have sensed that you’re in need of some consolation."
He raises his brows and shakes his head as if he believes I am mistaken. "Cats aren’t very bright."
"People are more intelligent than you realize."
Sebastian’s brows furrow in perplexity as he cocks his head to one side, his eyes wide with wonder. The fact that all of the cats are nuzzling against him like they’re his pets makes him laugh, so he’ll continue to be skeptical for the time being. Sebastian reclines in his chair and rests his head on the back of the seat. Those arms that were formerly hidden beneath suit coats, long-sleeved shirts, and tuxedos are now visible.
That is, up until now.
It’s impossible to tear my look away from his tattooed sleeve on each arm, or the contour of his massive chest, while he examines me and places a chasm between us with his completely unreadable eyes, putting distance between us. His looks are uncomfortably intense, despite his demeanor. So, when I can’t stand it anymore, I slap my palm against my knee and hope that the cats will start paying attention again. Jeez. They don’t even bother to look in my direction when I say something.
Then Sebastian spreads his arms out in front of him and places his hand on my shoulder, which feels good.
After seemingly appearing out of nowhere, he says, "You don’t owe me anything."
"What? Is this something that will happen again?
"Are you playing a joke on me?" It’s something I say with clenched teeth.
"No. That is why I gave you permission to depart." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
I’m starting to get a little irritated. As the heat rises up my neck, my face begins to heat up. Medication has caused my heart to race, my ears to ring with blood, and my stomach to flip with nausea—or something else. In my opinion, he’s the rudest, belligerent, arrogant, and sexiest man I’ve ever met in all of my life. I’m not sure what it is about him that appeals to the dogs, but I’m not sure what it is. For a short period of time, I’m preoccupied with the question of why he had such an impact on my life. I should be a lot more offended than I am right now. I am, but I’m also a little bit... drawn to him. I have to shake my head when I think about the concept. I take a deep breath in and remind myself that I am not in need of this. He has just confirmed that he will not pursue the trespassing charges any further.
Damn. I wish Luca hadn’t walked onto his balcony in the first place. The movement of my trembling hand pulls him away from my lap. My legs are working, so I am able to get to my feet and walk away from the table. He is allowed to keep the cats with him for the time being as long as he does not harm them.
"I’ve provided you with my telephone number. When you’re ready, just give me a call and I’ll come to pick them up."
"Wait. This is not an easy task for me at the moment."
He invites me to have a seat on the couch. I don’t go back to his side, instead of taking a seat in the creamy button-back chair that’s just a few feet away from him.
He takes a big breath and then proceeds to tell me everything. From the brief time he’s been at work to the facts about his childhood to the way he maintains an emotional distance from everyone, everything about him is fascinating. That’s why, when he found out I was a virgin, he kicked me out of the house. He truly believed I’d done it.
I’m not sure how he manages to deal with both the tragedy and the irony at the same time since I’m looking over at him right now. I don’t just feel sad for him; I also feel sorry for his family. I’m enraged at the moment. His family has a right to seek restitution. Someone needs to bear the financial burden. I try to come up with something interesting to say, but nothing comes to mind. Nothing seems to make sense.
