Yes, this was what she wanted.

With a cry, her back arched, trying to get him to move, to get him deeper. Her hips thrust forward but he controlled the pace and the depth ruthlessly until she burned again.

And then he pulled his fingers free just before she attained another climax.

Her eyes flew open and her fingers curled into her bedspread. “Damn you, Bastian.”

His smile had a ruthless edge to it but his chest rose up and down at breakneck speed.

“I fucking love seeing you all worked up, Truly. It makes me so fucking hard.”

“Then do something with the damn thing.”

He threw back his head and laughed and the sound flooded her body with more heat.

“I think you need to be punished for that mouth.”

“Don’t you even think about it.”

But honestly, she absolutely wanted him to think about it. She’d never had the opportunity to play with anyone else. And she wanted all of him, the sexy parts, the dominant parts, the playful parts. The ones that made her smile and the ones that made her burn. All together, they made her hornier than she’d ever been.

“Now I know that’s not what you’re really thinking.” In a flash, he pushed back to standing, sat down beside her, then dragged her across his lap, ass up.

She’d never felt more exposed or more turned on.

“Sebasti—”

His hand landed with a sharp smack on her ass, the sting an electrified pulse that blew through her body and stole her breath.

“No. When we’re alone like this, you call me Bastian.” Another smack, this one a little lighter than the first. “That’s what I want to hear come out of your mouth now.” Another tiny smack. “Say it.”

She shook her head, trying to apply a little pressure to her clit pressing against his thigh. “Just do it.”

Now his hand landed with a little more strength and the jolt that went through her this time made her moan aloud.

“Say it and I’ll give you another one of those because you seem to like it so much.”

“Bastian.”

Twice now his hand landed on her ass and she had to bite her tongue against the groan that wanted to escape.

This was so not her, and yet, oh my god, she loved it. Forbidden and naughty and devastatingly sexy.

“Bastian.”

“Fuck, yes.” His hand came down again and she gasped out a sigh. “Jesus, Truly, your skin is so fucking beautiful.”

Right now, it burned, pumping up her desire to even higher heights.

“Glad you’re enjoying it. Now will you please fuck me?”

Sebastian gave her one more smack that had her practically vibrating on his lap. Then she was picked up and thrown back onto the bed as he began to strip off his clothes with more speed than she’d ever seen him use.

The comforter felt rough under her stinging ass but she liked the burn. She liked the ache between her legs and the burn of air inside her lungs.

He had his shirt over his head in seconds and was kicking off his sneakers while his hands ripped open the button on his jeans, yanked the zipper and shoved the jeans down his powerful thighs.

As he straightened, his cock stood straight out from his body, hard and straight, pulling her up onto her elbows so she could watch him. When he’d finally kicked the jeans away, he stepped closer to the bed, their gazes connecting.

“On your stomach, Tru. I want to see that ass when I fuck you.” He smiled as she sucked in a gasp. “And don’t make me wait.”

She’d flipped over before her brain had fully comprehended his words. Then his hands smoothed over her ass and she lost all ability to think.

“So fucking pretty. Up on your knees now.”

She heard the crackle of foil as she rose up on her knees. Then his hands were on her thighs, pushing her legs closer together. The bed shook, and she felt the brush of his thighs against the backs of hers.

Wriggling back against him, she felt the hot length of his cock slide against her ass. Another smack of his palm along her hip and her head dropped down onto the mattress as she moaned.

“The sounds you make are so fucking hot.”

He had both hands on her hips now and was sliding his cock in the cleft of her ass.

“Not as hot as watching you play tonight.”

“Then I’ll fucking play for you whenever you want.”

Sebastian made a slight adjustment and now his cock slid between her thighs, inciting her to thrust back against him so his shaft rubbed along her clit. The sensation made her want to melt.

Sebastian picked up the rhythm, his breath an audible growl. She was so close to coming again. If he’d just pick up the pace—

She groaned as he pulled away, bending to rub his stubbled cheek against her back.

“Jesus, I feel like a horny teenager around you, ready to go off the second I get inside you.”

“Isn’t that the point?”

“No fucking way. I wanna make it last. I love being inside you.”

Her heart turned over at his words, quivering at the sentiment.

She loved hearing him say how much he wanted her. It would be even better if—

Shaking her head, she expelled that thought before she finished it. This was fun. They were having fun. If tonight proved anything, it was that they had to have as much fun as they could before he left. Because he would leave. There was no doubt in her mind about that.

He continued to thrust between her legs, making her wetter, making her pant until finally she dipped her pelvis during one of his front slides and caught the tip of his cock at the entrance to her pussy.

He lodged there and froze, fingers digging into her hips hard enough to make her gasp.

“Fuck, sorry.”

“No.” She reached back with one hand to stop him from releasing her. “Please. Move, Bastian. Now.”

“No, not yet. I want to make you beg.”

“I’m begging now.”

“No, you’re not. You’re not burning.”

“I am!”

She heard him laugh, the sound holding a dark edge. “Not enough. Not fucking enough.”

He punctuated that with the hard caress of his hand up her back. Leaning forward, he wound his fingers into her hair and tugged, his cock sliding away and leaving her aching.

She automatically resisted and absorbed the sting in her scalp. When had she become addicted to this?

“You’re fucking perfect.”

“You only say that now because you’re getting laid.”

“Oh, baby, you have no idea how much I mean that.”

He thrust forward again, and this time, the head of his cock spread her labia and sank at least an inch into her channel.

Yes. Her pussy tightened around him, trying to pull him farther inside.

When he groaned, she knew he’d felt her clutch at him.

“You don’t play fair, Truly.”

“I’m not playing.”

She clenched again and this time felt him jerk forward.

“Come on, Bastian.”

“You get your way too damn much.”

Then he pulled back and began a slow, steady push forward. She felt each inch of his length as he settled inside her body. When he reached his limit, his hips pressed tight to her ass, he stopped and held. His hands flexed on her hips and he made small movements to get even more depth.

“I could spend forever inside you.”

His whispered words were barely audible and she wasn’t exactly sure she’d heard him correctly. But it scared her how much she wanted him to have said the words.

And then she didn’t think at all as he pulled back out. Every incremental motion made her body shake with lust. She couldn’t breathe fast enough, couldn’t process her emotions.

She only wanted him to move. Faster. Harder.

His measured motions seemed determined to hold her right on the edge. Each inward thrust spread her wider. Every retreat made her body tighten with anticipation of his return.

She never would have expected him to maintain that pace. But obviously, she still had a lot to learn about Sebastian.

Right now, though, she just wanted to enjoy him.