Don’t Let Me Break by Linda Verji

 

 

CHAPTER 29

 

“Are you sure about this?” Sebastian asked. His voice was raspy with suppressed desire, and his eyes were filled with nervousness. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

“I- I want to,” Marley breathed. “Please.”

And before he could say anything more, she fixed her lips to his.

The kiss started off gently then turned into more. His lips met hers furiously and his tongue mated with hers in a dance that left her shifting needily on his lap. It was almost as if they were trying to inhale each other. Every kiss he gave, she took. Every fiery response she gave, he took and turned into an inferno. His hands roved her back, spiking the already intense heat that was scorching her senses.

The kiss was hot, delicious and intoxicating. It only made her more certain that this was what she wanted. She’d never felt this kind of desperation. It was almost as if there was a line of fire ants marching on her skin and stinging her. His kisses drove her crazy and made her wonder what came after kisses.

Sebastian rose to his feet with her in his arms. “Where’s your room?”

Marley gave him directions, and soon they were in her bedroom.

He set her on the bed gently before coming over her to continue where they’d left off. Kisses. Sweet kisses. So sweet that when he ended them, she almost cried out in protest. That protest turned into blushing when he sat up and unbuttoned his shirt.

Heat rose to her face, and she swiftly turned her face so she wouldn’t see his naked body. Sebastian let out a stifled laugh.

“Marley, Marley, Marley,” he murmured with obvious amusement even as he came back down to her. Through the corner of her eyes, she noticed that his upper body was completely bare now which made her more embarrassed.

Sebastian’s fingers moved to her chin, and he turned her face so that their eyes met again. His eyes were twinkling with amusement. “Are you shy?”

Of course, she was shy. Her face burning, she tried to look away from him again. But he brought her back to face him again then sealed his lips to hers. The moment he kissed her again, the mortification waned. Fresh desire swooped in to take its place, and Marley set her hands on his shoulders. When her palms met the bare flesh there, she was instantly fascinated by the feel of his warm skin and firm muscles. She squeezed.

That drew a groan from his lips and he tore his lips from hers. His kisses shifted to her cheeks then her chin down to the hollow in her neck. Every touch of his lips against her bare skin left her shivering as molten desire slithered through her every nerve and limb.

His lips moved up again, and his tongue snuck out to lick the line of her jaw. That wet touch drew an involuntary whimper from her lips, and she arched upwards. His lips moved up her jaw to flick her ear and to her temple. As his lips moved so did his hand. From her waist… up, up, up… to her breast.

When he cupped that swollen flesh, her eyes flew wide open and she inhaled sharply.

Now watching her, Sebastian squeezed.

This time the sounds trapped in her throat came out in a low whimper.

“You like that?” he asked while squeezing her other breast.

All she could get out was another low whimper, but that was a good enough response for him. Smiling, he moved his hand down again then slipped it beneath her t-shirt.

Having his hand on her uncovered tummy was stirring enough, but when he cupped her breast beneath her t-shirt, she almost jumped out of her skin. Sure, she still had a bra on, but there was just something about having his bare hand so close to her flesh that left her heated and craving more.

He didn’t let the bra stay between them for long. Soon, he pushed his fingers beneath the wire and lacey fabric to touch her.

Marley, who’d never had her breasts touched before, was completely overwhelmed by the foreign sensations that swarmed in. Everything got infinitely worse (or better depending on who you asked) when he roughly shoved her t-shirt and bra up almost to her neck to reveal her breasts.

She had just a second to be bashful by the sudden nakedness before he completely scrambled her brains by lowering his head and fixing his mouth to her left breast.

“Oh!” The exclamation fell from her lips in a sharp gasp.

If her need was at eighty, having Sebastian’s mouth on her breast shoved it up to one thousand. He seemed determined to drive her out of her mind. Suckling her breast, flicking at her nipple with his tongue, twisting it around, and setting it on fire with his lips. He had her clinging to the sheets and tossing her head side-to-side because of the coiled tension that had started in her lower tummy.

When he transferred his attention to her right breast, she was sure that she’d die or at the very least jump out of her skin. He gave that breast the same erotic attention before forcing her to sit up so he could take off her t-shirt and bra. Once her upper body was naked, he got her to lie down again and resumed torture.

“Sebastian,” she whimpered involuntarily as intense sensations swept over her. Afraid that if this went on, she’d end up screaming the house down, she pressed her fist to her mouth.

“No.” He grabbed her wrists and drew her arms to the top of her head “I want to hear you.”

And hear her he did. Her cries echoed around them as he played with her breasts. Massaging, squeezing licking, suckling, flicking, nipping… Marley didn’t even know that there were so many things that could be done to breasts.

But soon he stopped.

His mouth moved back up to meet hers, and he shifted his body so he was beside her rather than over her. The hand that was still on her breast lowered to her tummy then further down.

The moment his fingers touched the button of her shorts, she slapped her palm over his hand. She could tell where he was going and she wasn’t sure that she was ready for it.

“Let me,” he whispered before distracting her with a hot kiss. He pushed her hand away then resumed his business. He undid her button, pulled down the zipper and snuck his hand beneath her panties.

“Oh!” Her moan was loud. It got much louder when he cupped her mound.

Marley had no idea that she was capable of making those sounds, capable of writhing so shamelessly as he slid his fingers in between the wet slit and began to toy with her clit. When he moved to remove her shorts and panties, she didn’t resist. In fact, she encouraged it by lifting her lower body so he’d have an easier time pushing all that fabric down her legs.

Instead of coming back up to kiss her like she thought he would, Sebastian settled with his upper body in the v between her spread legs. His mouth was right by her pussy. Instinctively, Marley’s hands flew to cover her most private part. But as always, he pushed her hand away and seconds later, his mouth replaced it.

“Oh, oh, oh…. Ah… ah… ah… Sebas… ah… pl…” She was incapable of finishing a full sentence after that. There was so much going on with her body that her brain and mouth couldn’t keep up.

The way he licked her. The way he flicked at that sensitive button then rolled it in slow figure eights. The way his tongue darted in and out of her in short jabs. He had her flowing like a faucet and moaning his name like it was a song.

When he slowly fit one finger into her, she felt a momentary pain. However, it soon disappeared and was replaced by intense pleasure. When he repeatedly thrust that digit into her in slow in and out strokes while still flicking at her clit with his tongue, she lost it.

It felt like her whole body was vibrating with unreleased tension. Her thighs shook, her stomach trembled, and her walls convulsed around his finger tightly. With every stroke of his finger and tongue, the tension inside her increased until it almost felt like she’d die if something didn’t give.

It gave.

Her release hit her with the intensity of a freight train. It shook every cell in her body and set every inch of her alight. Fireworks exploded behind her eyes and an odd ringing began in her ears.

“Ah… ah… ah…” Her wild cries echoed in the room as wave after wave of pleasure overwhelmed her. Those waves carried her off to heights she’d never experienced before then left her floating on an endless high.

 

 

MARLEY WAS MAGNIFICENT in her orgasm. Her eyes were open wide and filled with surprise almost as if she couldn’t believe what was happening to her. Her dark skin glowed with perspiration, and her legs were sprawled out as if she was done resisting him. She was giving him permission to do whatever the hell he wanted with her.

But best of all were the cries coming from her parted lips.

Moans.

Whimpers.

His name.

Sebastian loved those cries. They were loud and so filled with passion that he grew as hard as steel just from hearing her. His ego got a big boost too. He’d done this to her. He’d given her so much pleasure that her natural reticence had shattered and she’d completely lost control.

As she broke, he kept licking her clit and teasing her with his finger. Once her cries faded into slow, heavy pants, he moved upwards, kissing his way back to her mouth. Drained by her orgasm, she met his kiss lazily and without passion. However, he was a patient man. He took his time, coerced her need back until she began to kiss him frantically. Then he ended the kiss. Just temporarily.

He stood to take off his pants. Marley was watching him. When he drew his zipper away, she didn’t turn away like she had when he was removing his shirt. Instead, her eyes lowered to his towering erection. When she saw what he was packing, her lips parted in a soundless gasp and her eyes widened. But she kept staring, which only made him get harder and ache to show her just what his cock could do.

“Do you like it?” he asked as he crawled back to the bed.

Instantly, her shyness returned and she brought her hands to cup her face. With a laugh, he settled beside her. Immediately, she rolled into his body and buried her face into his chest as if to hide from seeing his naked body. Smiling, he used two fingers to push her chin up until they were eye-to-eye then kissed her.

The kiss was tender and soft. The intention was to ease her anxiety and make her more comfortable. It worked. Soon, she became just as enthusiastic as he was. From how she clung to his arms, he could tell that she was looking at him for guidance on what was next. So as they kissed, he guided her hand down his body.

When the tips of her fingers brushed against his cock, she immediately tensed.

“It’s okay,” Sebastian assured with a smile. He brought her hand down and fit his erection in the curve of her palm. “Touch it.”

Her wide-eyed gaze lowered between them. Though nervous that she would be too scared to continue, he waited to see what she’d do next.

Marley stared at his dick for a couple more seconds before letting her fingers curve fully around him.

The sensations that raced through him were so intense that he groaned. “Ah!”

She instantly loosened her grasp. With nervousness pooled in her eyes, she asked, “Does it hurt?”

“No, no, it doesn’t hurt at all.” He curved his hand over hers and guided her to tighten her hold on his cock again. “It feels great.”

“What about this?” She stroked him from head to root then back again.

Jesus! He had to close his eyes and take a few breaths to keep from cumming right there and then. She had to be doing this deliberately. He cracked his eyes open only to find her watching him. Her eyes were liquid pools of curiosity and innocence. It was obvious that she had no idea what she was doing to him.

If she was already capable of driving him this crazy with her unpracticed touch, he both dreaded and anticipated what she would do to him once she learnt the ropes.

She stroked him again. “Does it hurt?”

“Hurt isn’t even a word in my dictionary right now,” he rasped. That rasp turned into another groan when she repeated the action.

Eager to make her just as desperate for him as he was for her, he reached between their bodies and cupped her mound. Her hand on his cock stilled and her breath emerged from her lips in a shaky gasp. Locking his gaze with hers, he fit a finger between her moist pussy lips then began to play with her clit.

“Does that feel good?” he whispered while lowering his fingers to her entrance. He slowly penetrated her.

“Ah!” she whimpered and nodded.

He stroked his finger into her. She returned the favor by stroking him. Soon they were both breathing heavily. He was leaking precum that she used to stroke him, and she was so wet that he managed to add a second finger into her.

It was time.

He guided her to lie on her back then came over her. Just as he fit his lower body between the v of her thighs, it hit him. Condom. Along with that came the realization that he hadn’t carried any today since he wasn’t planning on sleeping with her. Shit!

Did Marley have any?

Probably not. Everything about their foreplay had made it clear that she wasn’t the kind of woman who was experienced in this kind of thing. But maybe she did.

Mortified because he wasn’t prepared for this moment and hoping against hope that the answer was yes, he asked, “Do you have any condoms?”

Marley nodded.

She nodded.

Thrilled yet also utterly shocked, he asked, “You have condoms?”

“Yeah. K- Kenny k- keeps buying them for me.” From her stutter, her gaze and the way she had her fingers on her lips, he could tell that she was embarrassed. If she was paler, she’d be red-faced by now. She pointed to the nightstand beside her bed. “Th- they’re there.”

Sebastian chuckled then lowered his lips to hers for a deep kiss. Once he coaxed the desire back and got rid of her nervousness, he moved to the nightstand. The pack of condoms was in the top drawer. He set the whole pack atop the nightstand then got one and ripped it open.

He had never wrapped up so fast. When he was done, he crawled right back to her and lay with his lower body in the V of her thighs. Eager to be inside her, he fit the head of his cock to her entrance. In an instant, she tensed again, and in her eyes he could see fear… real fear.

He asked the first question that crossed his mind. “Are you a virgin?”

Marley didn’t answer for a while then haltingly said, “It’s- it’s complicated.”

With any other woman that answer would’ve been ridiculous. Either you were a virgin or you weren’t. But this was Marley. Complicated was her middle name. So he waited for her to explain.

“I- I am and I’m not.” She bit her bottom lip nervously. “I’ve- I’ve never had sex but Hazel has.”

Ah! He nodded in understanding. With any other man, that explanation wouldn’t have cut it. But Sebastian now knew her well enough that it made perfect sense to him.

“I’ll be gentle,” he promised with a little touch of his lips to hers. “I won’t hurt you.”

He fit the crown of his cock to her entrance again and began to push.

It was a tight fit. Really tight. Really, really tight.

Being inside Marley was exquisite, torturous and intoxicating. Her pussy clung to him like a velvet glove and sucked him deeper and deeper inside her. Her walls massaged and squeezed his steel-hard, veiny length tightly. With every inch of his cock that sunk to her, he was driven closer and closer to his boiling point.

Despite the desperation gnawing at his control, Sebastian forced himself to penetrate her slowly and carefully to keep her from getting hurt. He distracted her with long slow kisses and swallowed her soft mewls. Once he was completely inside her, he held still so that she could get used to his size.

“How does it feel?” he asked against her lips.

“A little- a little uncomfortable.” She shifted beneath him and squeezed his cock inside her.

Shit! Sebastian had to close his eyes and count to fifty to keep from breaking because of that little squeeze.

When he could talk again, he gruffly said, “Give it a minute. It will get better.”

It took less than a minute. He knew it was time to move when Marley started arching her lower body up into his as if trying to get his length deeper into her.

He withdrew, then slowly slid into her again, making her tremble, before pulling back. He repeated this sensual action numerous times. Plunging and retreating. Surging in and pulling out. Over and over and over.

Instinctively, she joined in the dance. Her hips lifted to match his pace and her low whimpers rang in rhythm to their mating. Every time he pushed in, she squeezed him in welcome. Every time he pulled out, she clung to his length and begged him to stay. It drove him wild, and he got more desperate by the second.

Initially, his intention was to take it slow and to hold himself back. This was their first time, and he didn’t want to scare her. But intentions are no match for primal need. Soon, he found himself pounding into her like a feral animal.

Marley didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she encouraged him. Her hand skimmed past his back to his ass and by the pressure of her touch he could tell that she liked it. So he let himself go.

Her moans turned into sobs.

Her insides convulsed around him.

Her body trembled.

And she broke.

It was glorious. Her wild cry echoed in the room, her face contorted in passion and her pussy tightened so hard around him that he thought she was trying to break him. Even if he wanted to hold on for a minute more, he couldn’t do it.

Capturing her cry in his mouth, he increased his pace. Faster, faster, faster…. Incendiary sparks burgeoned into a conflagration. The coiled tension inside him grew more urgent until the same tumult that had swept Marley took him too.

A harsh groan ripping from his throat, he buried his face in the curve of her neck as his body wrenched, shuddered, then finally went still. They clung together in the aftershocks of pleasure, breaths ragged and hearts galloping like race horses.

Sebastian recovered first. Raising his head, he kissed her flushed face again and again. Though his weight was pressing down on her, he couldn’t bring himself to get out of her and off her. He’d never felt so connected to someone, so joined not just physically but in heart too.

The sex had been spectacular, beyond his wildest imaginings. But the intense sweetness of it, the sheer enchantment of it, the overwhelming emotions it brought out of him made him want to cling to her longer. It made him want to keep her beside him forever.

I love you. Those three words echoed in his subconscious, itching to be said. But he held them back. It was too soon. Besides, if he said them now, it would make Marley feel pressured to say the same words back. No, he’d wait a little longer.

For now, he’d be content with what they had.