EroticReverie

Summer Skye

My clothes are on the floor and I'm on my knees on the couch, my hands gripping the back of it as I bend over, resting my face to the top as Sebastian eats me out from behind, kneeling on the floor as his tongue drags up and down my pussy lips, his mouth sucking on every part of me, sucking at my dripping cunt, sucking my lips, then my clit, his tongue stroking through me and into me, and back out and over my clit. He's slow, humming his praises to me between licks. 

I was praying the magazine article would be a good one, you never know how they'll chose to paint you, or how they'll twist your words. But from Sebastian's reaction, I can tell they didn't spin the article into something negative, or add any sneaky editing to create drama. The photos were actually all my idea. I know me dressing as a "Rock" girl, while being strictly "pop" with my music, would make plenty of people get their underwear in a twist. I could already hear and see the feedback and comments and message boards. Calling me a poser, or a wannabe, or speculating that Im changing for Sebastian, or whatever other bullshit they would pull from their ass, simply over a photoshoot. But I didnt care, the photoshoot was him, and for me, and for my pussy apparenntly because she was having the time of her fucking life right now while my perfect boyfriend eats me out like he's truly making love to me with his mouth. 

I hum and moan as I feel his mouth take it's time, as I hear his perfect voice, growling and cursing as he eats me out. 

"fuck i love my life"

"you taste so fucking good Summer" 

"i fuckin love you" he groans as his tongue licks over my cunt. 

"god i fucking love you" he groans and pushes his tongue into me and then back out and down to my clit and I move my hips, grinding myself on his tongue, panting and moaning, whimpering when his mouth sucks on my clit. 

 It takes only a few more minutes till I'm cumming, nails digging into the couch as I moan his name and nearly fucking cry because it feels so fucking good. Im panting as he stands and grabs my hips.

"c'mere legs" he groans and I moan , and bite my lips as he pulls my hips back slightly and then slides his cock inside of me. I've always hated the nickname, until Sebastian said it. I didn't hate it at fucking all when it came from his mouth. The man could call me anything he wanted, because I knew that he thinks the world of me. I've never had anyone make me feel as special, understood, appreciated, adored, respected, loved, as this man does.  

"i missed you so much today" i whimper as I feel him fill me, sliding out, back in, slowly moving his cock in and out of my pussy as he takes long slow thrusts. 

"missed you too Summer, i always fucking miss you when you're not right here ..where i can touch you..smell your skin and your hair...fuck, i hate not being able to just live inside of you, and hold you every fucking second i can" he groans, and I moan, clenching around him. Because I loved hearing how crazy he was about me, because my feelings mirrored his in everyway. I couldnt get enough, I couldnt ever believe how lucky I was. I meant what I said in that interview, I was terrified of waking up and having Sebastian Ambrose not be real. That he makes life feel like a fairytale, just with the way he looks at me. 

My phone starts to ring, but neither of us care, neither of us gives any pause, because like hell was I going to stop this for a phone call. If anything it just makes me want him more, my body getting greedy, my ass pushing back and his hands slide up my sides, around the front of me and he grabs my breasts, pulling me to lean up, my hands pushed to the back of the couch , still on my knees as he dips his head down, kissing on my neck as he keeps his cock moving just barely in and out of me. His hands squeezing my tits gently and rolling my nipples between his fingers and his tongue licks over my neck and to my ear. 

I moan as the phone stops then starts again, his hands still massaging my breasts and his mouth kissing below my ear, breathing against my neck, groaning quietly and pumping his hips, sliding his cock just barely out of me with each thrust, before filling me right back up. 

"you wanna answer that?" he asks. kissing on my neck. 

"huh?" I whimper , too distracted by his hands, his mouth and his cock to even really register that the phone keeps ringing. 

He laughs softly, hands slipping to my stomach, one going to my hip, the other sliding around and up my back. 

"your phone...do you want to answer it?" he asks as his hand slides up my spine and pushes me back down a little, my knees spreading further on the couch as his hand on my back slides up into my hair and grabs it gently.

"what?" I breathe. "no, no i dont, please dont stop" I whimper. The gentle pull of my hair has me melting, the way his hand fits perfectly on my hip, my waist, wherever it lands, it feels like it's meant to be there, like his hands were made for my body. And i feel it, every, single, fucking time that he touches me. He's a real fairytale, my prince charming , except he wears dark clothes and has tattoos all over. 

"you sure?" he asks and I whimper and nod. Because I knew this man was just getting started with me. I knew that magazine cover and the article would land me bent over or on my back for the rest of the day once he saw it. I wasnt about to let whatever the stupid phone call was interrupt my bliss. 

"Sebastian" I whine. Not wanting him to keep asking. He should fucking know better, he should know he's all that matters and that I'd never give up THIS to pick up a fucking phone. 

I shiver as he pulls my hair a bit more and thrusts a little faster.

"alright Summer, alright baby, i hear you" he groans and then goes deeper and my mouth parts and my eyes roll back. His thrusts go harder, my tits bouncing , my hands gripping the back of the couch and my knees digging into the cushions, my ass slapping off his hips. 

Sure, sex before Sebastian was okay. Trey was a selfish lover, but i'd thought our sex had been good. But after Sebastian, I realize that what Trey and I were doing, wasn't fucking, wasn't making love. It was sub par , selfish, lackluster sex. I was basically Trey's living fleshlight. Always wanting to please him, I'd let him have me however he wanted, even times I wasnt in the mood. But with Sebastian? I was ALWAYS in the fucking mood. Sex wasnt a chore with him, it was essential, and when I went more than a day without him, it drove me mad. Because this is how sex is supposed to be, and I know that know, because I have someone that TRULY loves me, and doesnt just love what I can do for them or where I can get them. 

"i love you" i whimper, because my emotions were building and building, and everything he was doing was so fucking perfect and I didn't understand how it could always feel this good with him. I didnt understand how I could love someone as much as I loved and cared about Sebastian. 

"I love you too Summer" he groans in reply. 

"i love you so much it fucking hurts" I whimper. 

He groans and slows and slides his arm around me, hand sliding up between my breasts and over my throat, gently cupping it as he pulls me back, so im kneeling straight up , my back arched against his chest as he lowers his mouth to my cheek and kisses it. 

"Look at me" he whispers and I turn my head, my mouth parted, my eyes on the edge of watering, because I cant fucking handle the about of feelings I have sometimes when it comes to him. 

"I love you" I whimper the second i see his eyes, his face, the way he looks at me. My eyes defintely starting to water. 

"i love you" he whispers and kisses my mouth. 

"lay me down and fuck me" I whine, because I always thought my favorite position was being ontop, but that, again, was because Trey didnt know or care about how he fucked me. But being with Sebastian, him taking charge, him taking over, knowing exactly how to please me, I'm a sucker for plain old missionary when it comes to Sebastian. 

"I want to look at you" I whimper as I kiss him back and he smiles against my lips. 

"alright baby" he says, sliding out of me and even though im currently capable of laying myself down, I love the way his hand finds it's way behind my back, laying me down himself as he situates himself between my legs. I love that he doesnt rush to go right back inside of me, but stops and kisses me, taking briefs stops to gaze in my eyes and tell me he loves me, kissing me, gazing again, telling me im beautiful, kissing me again, then gazing at me again, repeating this over and over with new praises and looks of love and adoration and my heart can't fucking take it, i grab his face, kissing him hard, because I need a reason to close my eyes for a few moments, before I start full on crying over how much I fucking love him, and love looking at him. 

Then he reaches down, seeming to know I need him to distract me from having a breakdown, that I would find embarrassing, yet he would call it sweet. 

"You want to get fucked, legs?" he whispers, and my eyes open and land on his, his mouth curved into a smirk. My own lips smiling softly and I nod.

"yes please" I breathe and he hums and then kisses my mouth, then my cheek, then my forehead. 

"Love your manners Summer" he says and then pushes up and braces himself, one hand over my head, against the arm the couch, the other on the back of the couch at the top and he looks down at my breasts, my stomach, my pelvis. 

The phone is still blowing up, but we dont even hear it as we look at each other, my hand reaching down to let my fingers curl around it, the other hand placed on his chest as I bite my lip and guide him to me. 

"you want it rough baby?" he asks and I nod. because I knew he'd fuck me sweet again before the day was over, and right now I just wanted him to make it rough and dirty and filthy. 

"mmm, say please again Summer, you're so cute when you say please" he smirks and I lick my lips and rub the head of his cock against my pussy, my hips moving, rolling upward, trying to get him inside of me. 

"Please" I say with a little pout, and a whimper. 

He groans. "Say it again baby" 

"please" I say it softer this time, saying it more with my eyes that my mouth, as I plead with him with my eyes, my brows pinching, my eyes conveying just how much I fucking need him. 

"please baby, please fuck me" I moan as my hips keep moving in impatient waves. 

"one more time for me Summer" he groans and nudges against my pussy, notching it inside, making me gasp, and I look down as I whine desperately.

"please!" I cry. 

"you drive me fucking crazy" he growls and then his hips fall into me, cock piercing me hard, fast, and deep in one rough thrust that knocks the wind out of me and has my hands reaching around, nails digging into his back. 

"absolutely...fucking...crazy" he grunts and pulls out and slams back in, making me yelp, back arching, tits heaving as my head pushes into the couch. 

"god, you are so fucking beautiful" he groans and drops his head and bites my breast with a growl and moves his mouth to my nipple and sucks and bites and grunts as he thrusts into me again, and again. His mouth leaving my breast, moving to my neck, his mouth coming to my temple, at my hair line, panting, his groans vibrating against my temple as he kisses it, over and over. 

"you're the love of my fucking life Summer" he groans , kissing at my hair line, thrusting hard and deep into me, saying sweet things as he fucks me rough and deep, making each thrust deliver harder as he speaks between them.

"fuckin..love...you..so..fuckin...much"

"i get to love...the girl...of my...fuckin...dreams" 

"and..she...loves me...back" he grunts.

"you make me...so..fuckin...happy" 

"not sure what i..love more......getting to love you...or being loved by you" he groans and take his one hand from the back of the couch and grabs my jaw and then moves his mouth to mine and kisses me hard, our lips knocking and our teeth slightly as he keeps thrusting hard into me. 

"you love me fucking so fucking well summer" he groans. 

"fuck baby, you love me so fucking good" he bites my lip and I dig my fucking nails into his back, dragging them over him. Knowing i leaving marks, the same marks he showed off on accident at one of his shows, when not thinking, and taking off his shirt, letting the whole world know I was a scratcher, and letting the whole world know, he fucking earned those scratches by fucking me. If only they knew just how much he earned them and how good he is to me, how well he takes care of me , in bed and out of bed. 

He hisses and I whimper, releasing my nails. 

"no baby, dont you fucking stop, scratch my shit up Summer" he groans and bites my fucking lip again. 

"im hurting you" I breathe. 

"it feels good Summer, it feels so damn fucking good, i love feeling your fucking nails in my back, it means im fucking you right" he groans and kisses me and I nod, moaning and my naisl dig back in and he groans on my mouth loudly, and thrusts into me again. Pulling his mouth from mine. 

"He ever make you fucking scratch his back up?" He grunts and fucks me harder, my one hand sliding off his back and above myhead against the arm of the couch, because his thrusts were moving up closer and closer. My pussy clenches, because I hate when he brings up Trey, but I also love it, because I know he knows Trey could not fucking compare to him in anyway, but I love how he likes to remind me of it. That he's better for me, in everyway. But he only likes to remind me when his cock is buried inside of me. 

I shake my head. 

"wish i could tell him how much you love being on your back with me...and not on top" he grins and I whimper. Because he knows, he knows without me even having to say it. 

"as beautiful as you are when you fucking ride me....this...is where you fucking belong....on your back....with your man doing the work.....and doing it right....aint that right Summer?" he groans. 

"yes...fuck....yes" I cry and he hums and ruts into me, giving me friction now, making sure the we both know he knows exactly what he's doing, as if he needs to prove it to me, when I already know damn well how well he works me. 

"mhmm" he hums as he thrusts hard again, looking down at me and my brows lift and my mouth parts, eyes widening and I can feel my orgasm building with each rough thrust that has his pelvis moving on mine, he grinds into me with each thrust, making sure my clit is being hit with each movement. 

"yeah, cmon baby, mhmm, that's it legs....that's it...come on you sexy fucking girl...cum on me baby....cum on my fucking cock Summer" 

I scream, nails digging in, legs shaking as my orgasm takes over and Sebastian groans and thrust relentlessly into me, fucking me through my pleasure, making me cry, and scream, and hang onto him, with my nails embedded in his back as my head pushes back, my eyes rolling as he keeps going. 

"theres no excuse...for how fucking good we are together ....other than...you...were...fuckin...made...for me" 

"i always knew...you were supposed to be mine" 

"always fucking knew it" 

"fuck i love you" 

"I love you, fuck, i love you" he repeats and I moan his name. 

"fuck im gonna cum" he grunts. 

"sum....fuck! summer!" he growls and his hips slam into me, and I grab his ass now, pulling him deeper, my walls pulsing, gripping, pulling him in and he curses and slaps his hand to the arm of the couch, gripping the back of it like he's about to rip the cushions open. 

"ahhh fuck!" he grunts and pulls back and then thrusts forward, forcing himself to keep going.

"Sebastian" I whimper.

"i'm gonna throw your phone out the fucking window" he growls. 

I realize it's still ringing. But I already know whatever it is, whoever it is, is nothing good. Just a feeling I have. So I ignore the ringing and grab his face, he grunts, thrusting into me, fucking his cum out of me and I can feel it, hear it, how wet my pussy is, how soaked his cock is, from both of us. 

He leans down, kisses me. 

"i want you on top of me, fucking my cock" he growls. 

I nod and he hums, kissing me, his tongue moving with mine, continuing to kiss me first, his cock pausing inside of me, panting hard, breathing against my lips as his forehead presses into mine. 

"after this....youre putting my boots on....so i can fuck you in them" he says and I laugh, smiling against his mouth and I nod. 

"okay" I say as he groans, thinking about the magazine article. 

"you got any of the leather?" he asks and I laugh again and I nod. 

"god damn, where?" he asks and I laugh. 

"closet..i saved the outfits." I say and he groans. 

"after you ride me....we're going in your closet,....and youre putting that fucking leather on" 

"yes sir" I laugh and he groans and kisses me and nibbles my lip. 

"can i take my own special pictures of you in it?" he asks and I moan and nod, grabbing his face, kissing him. 

"out of it too...you can take pictures of me in nothing but your boots, baby" I say and flick my tongue over his lips and he groans. 

"hell....yes." he exhales and kisses me, I yelp as he pulls me up and shifts us so im straddling him, his dick never even leaving me and Im settling on it as I place my hands on his chest and smile at him. 

"do you want me to ride it slow like a good girl? or wild like a bad one?" I ask as I rock my hips. 

"dont care...i just want to fucking look at you while you do it Summer...any show you give me is going to be fucking perfect when you're the star baby..." he says and slides his hands to my tits and grabs them. 

"goregeous fucking woman....jesus, how the fuck did i land you Summer?" he groans and slaps the side of one my breasts and I hiss and rock my hips. 

"i think it was the desserts" i say  and he smiles, remembering our first "Date" where he came to my house, and brought me my favorite desserts , from my favorite place. One of every kind, and yeah, I think that's when I knew I was in love with him. Before we'd even kissed, before I really knew him at all. 

I place my hands on his shoulders, kissing up his neck and along his jaw. 

"and if it wasnt the cheesecake....it was that kiss...." I tell him and he grabs my ass and hums. 

"you kissed me like i was already yours" I whisper on his jaw and move back to his ear.

"and if that didnt do it...maybe it was the way you fucked me" I whisper and his hands grab my ass harder, lifting me up and I moan, feeling his cock slide out of me.

"gonna need you to start riding me if you're gonna whisper sexy shit to me" he groans and I giggle softly. 

"i love you" i whisper.

"hey summer?" he groans. 

"Yeah Sebastian?" I ask as I sink back down on his cock slowly. 

"fuck me , love...dont fuckin tease me" he groans. 

"mmm, okay baby" I whisper and kiss his neck. I smile as I sit up and look at him, grinning as I slip my hands off his chest and up into my hair. 

"oh fuck" he groans. I smirk, because while he knows what I like, I know what he likes. And he likes watching me, likes me when im ontop , no hands, my hands either in my hair, or on my tits, bouncing on his lap , doesnt matter if i do it slow or fast, he just likes to watch me, all of me. 

"god, fuck" he groans and grabs my waist.

"well go on then, and fucking ruin me Summer" he sighs. "fuck...just fucking ruin me baby"