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- OBSESSION
- ALPHAHOLES #1
- GEMMA WEIR
- CONTENTS
- WARNING
- PROLOGUE
- THE BEGINNING
- STARLING
- THREE YEARS EARLIER
- SEBASTIAN
- STARLING
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- THE BEGINNING OF THE END.
- STARLING
- TWO AND A HALF YEARS LATER
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- EPILOGUE
- ONE MONTH LATER
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ALSO BY GEMMA WEIR
- OTHER AUTHORS AT HUDSON INDIE INK
Parting my legs, Sebastian pushes my dress up until I’m bared for him, naked from the waist down, my panties gripped tightly in my hand.
“You’ve got the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen,” he murmurs, parting my lips with his finger and thumb as he stares down at me. “So pink and wet and perfect.”
Keeping me spread wide, he pushes two fingers into me then pulls them all the way out. He does it again, dipping into me then withdrawing and again until I’m squirming on the seat as he fucks me with his fingers in the open where anyone could see.
“I wonder if I can make you squirt for me?” he muses, adding a third finger and curling them upward until he finds my G-spot, and I moan wantonly in pleasure.
“We only have tonight, just fuck me. I want you to fuck me again,” I beg.
Laughing, he lifts his eyes and smiles at me. “Don’t worry, after I play for a little while I’m going to fuck you until you scream. But first I want to see if I can make you come so hard you cover me in your arousal the way your cunt’s coated in mine.”
His fingers start to move again and I see stars as he circles my clit with his thumb while he works my G-spot with his talented fingers. I come almost immediately, screaming out my release while he continues to work my pussy, fucking me with his fingers until a pressure unlike a normal orgasm starts to build. “Sebastian,” I say cautiously.
“That’s it, sweetheart, come again for me, how does it feel?”
“Like I want to pee, in a really, really good way,” I whine, the thong I’d been gripping in my hand forgotten as I writhe against the bench seat, my fingers clenching tightly to the leather.
“Perfect, baby, fucking perfect. Come for me, just let go and I promise it’ll feel so fucking good.”
I try to hold it back, horrified that I might pee when I come, but his fingers are relentless and when I can’t hold on anymore, I orgasm, and it’s not like anything I’ve ever experienced before. The orgasm implodes inside of me, but it’s more than just coming, it’s like a full-body release as all the pressure he’s built up inside of me squirts out of me.
“Fuck, that is the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen. I’m soaked, Starling, you gushed all over me.”
My eyes fall closed and I let my head drop onto the seat beneath me, my arms flopping to the side.
“Oh hell no, we’re not done. My dick has never been so hard.”
Scooping me off the seat, Sebastian flings me over his shoulder, marches into the house and up the three flights of stairs to the floor we share. I expect him to take me to his room, but instead he pulls my key card from my purse, opens my door and carries me upstairs.