But he places his hands on my thighs and pry my legs open.
"Sebastian wait—"
He flings his head up to look at me, he snaps out of his trance and his eyes fully open for the first time tonight.
"I'm sorry, love, I don't know what in Yoba's name came over me."
I chuckle, "I have no idea what happened either."
He relaxes his shoulders and leans forward on top of me, his full stiffness still pressing in between my labia. He rests his head in between my breasts while his fingers search to hold my hands.
I reach for his hands and our fingers entwine.
"Are you alright, dear?" I ask
"Mmm.." he mumbles, I feel the vibrations of his throat against my stomach. "When I saw all of you for the first time.. it's like— a primal urge completely took over me."
"Mm-hmm."
"You're so beautiful.. and delicate. I wanted to connect with you.. but when you were a writhing mess, I wanted to mess you up more. I—"
I gasp quietly.. my heart thumping loud. My face heating up.
His hard-on throbbing against my crotch.
"I admit I was confused." I said, "But thinking about it now, It actually felt—"
"Good?"
"Amazing. It was unlike anything I've ever felt Sebastian."
He chuckles.
"So do it." I mouthed.
He shots his head up and looked at me, sparkle in his eyes.
"Mess me up."
His jaw drops, I see his eyes looking hypnotized again.
The throbbing hardness against my crotch just pushed against my folds.
I bite my lip, my face steaming from the embarrassment of having said something so.. awkward.
I look away momentarily as he pulls his weight back on his knees.
Now he sits in between my thighs, stroking his stiffness while he stares at my dripping wet creases.
He gently spreads my legs apart as he ploughs his pulsating manhood on my front bottom... Grinding it against my still-sensitive labrums... Soaking it in my wetness.
My mouth parts as rigid breaths escape my lips.
The creases of his phallus brushing against groin lips.. sending writhes up my spine. My neck arches in response, bending over the soft pillow, pushing my forehead against the headboard slat. I groan.
I feel his peak trailing down my creases.. leading to my hollow point. His rounded tip now teases at my entrance.
I feel a sharp pain as he pushes his waist forward, plopping his tip into my abyss.
We were both breathing like the oxen.