36. Breakfast in Bed

Delilah

I don't know what I am doing or why I am doing it.

No...that's not true. I do know why. Seeing him lying there half-dressed made me feel antsy and overwhelmed with lust. The thought of him being inside of another woman made my blood boil.

I straddle him. My hair falls all over his face as I look down at him.

"Kiss me," he said.

No. I won't give him the satisfaction. If I kiss him now, it would feel too much like love, and I don't want him to feel loved. I want him to feel used.

"You don't get to kiss me until I'm satisfied," I said in a raspy voice.

"As you wish," he smirked.

I lower myself more and lightly bite his shoulder, then kiss his chest instead of his lips.

"Your lips feel so good, fuck...I love them so much," Sebastian groans as I trail them down from his chest and stop right on top of his pelvic bone. I touch his hard erection and stroke it slowly. Then I lick it from the base to the tip then put it in my mouth.

He moans and puts his fingers through my hair as I suc