Yes.
I fall into the embrace, my heart pounding in my chest. It doesn’t matter that we’re wearing bulky coats. Just being this close to him makes my blood run hot in my veins, nothing but the silence of the forest around us, and my own racing desire, urging me on.
Sebastian curses against my mouth, then he’s pulling back, and reaching for his pants.
“On your knees, baby,” he commands me, freeing his cock. His breath is ragged, but the look in his eyes is pure steel as he leans back against a tree and fixes me with a dominating look. “Open wide and give me that sweet mouth.”
I’m the one with a loaded gun in my hands, but we both know, that means nothing. In an instant, he effortlessly takes control.
And I willingly give it to him.
I sink to the snow without a word of protest, already shivering with excitement. He’s hard, thick and demanding, and I part my lips obediently, rocked back there on my heels as Sebastian slowly presses his straining cock into my mouth with a hiss of satisfaction.
“That’s it,” he groans, as I swirl my tongue over his head. “Fuck, that’s perfect. You know what I need.”
And I do.
The flush of awareness spreads through me, glowing hotter as I angle my head, and take him deeper, almost to the back of my throat. Sebastian’s hands tangle in my hair, urging me on, and I lose myself in the thrust of his thick flesh, and his groans of satisfaction, and my own answering moans, humming deep as I work him with my lips, and tongue, losing myself in the rush of it all. The freedom of total surrender that only he can give.
“That’s my girl,” he groans, thrusting faster now, fucking my mouth without mercy. “That’s my good fucking girl.”
I moan in answer, dizzy with lust, and I can’t resist slipping a hand between my own legs, rubbing myself through the fabric of my jeans as I choke around his cock. It’s not enough, not nearly good enough, but somehow the sharp friction and Sebastian’s wild thrusts send me higher, higher, until I’m sobbing with need for my own release, so close to—
“Stop.”
Sebastian growls the order, and my hand freezes, even as my body aches. He pulls out of my mouth with a wet pop, tilting my head up to him. “You don’t come unless I say you can,” he says clearly, eyes burning into mine. “Don’t forget for one minute, your pleasure belongs to me, and always will.”
I gasp there, on my knees in the snow, so close to release. I can’t believe it, but his denial somehow brings me even closer to the edge. Only he has this power over me.
Only he could make it this sweet.
“Look at you, such a needy girl…” Sebastian croons softly, caressing my cheek. “Do you want to come?”
I nod eagerly. “Please,” I gasp. “I’m so close…”
“Then earn it,” he replies, with a triumphant smile, fisting his thick cock in his other hand. “Get back to work, baby. And swallow every drop.”
I don’t hesitate. I lunge for his cock, taking him deep into my mouth with renewed vigor. Sebastian’s desperate groans drive me on, intoxicating, as I lap and suck, giving myself over to his pleasure, chasing his every gasp and cry until he’s gripping my hair tightly, thrusting with wild abandon. I’m choking on his girth, but I don’t care. All that matters is the way his cock leaps in my mouth, the telltale sign that he’s close.
That he’s mine.
I swallow him down, massaging him with the walls of my throat in a secret embrace. “Fuck,” Sebastian cries out, suddenly exploding in a rush of hot liquid, flooding my mouth. “Goddamn. Avery…”
His howl of pleasure echoes through the forest, mingling with the sound of my own racing heart as he thrusts into my willing mouth, over and over, riding his climax to the end.
Still, I don’t pause, or break for air. No, I do exactly as he says.
I swallow every drop.
“Good girl,” he groans, ragged and gasping. “Now you can come for me.”
Yes.
It doesn’t take much to get me there. Just a couple of presses against the seam of my jeans, and I’m falling into my orgasm, shuddering, lost to the pleasure of it all.
When he finally pulls free, I’m gasping. Sebastian collapses back against the tree, and drags a hand through his hair, looking down at me with an unreadable expression on his face.
“What?” I ask, unsteadily getting to my feet.
“I don’t know you at all.” Sebastian’s answer is simple, but somehow chills me. A reminder of the roles I’ve been playing with him since the very first day, and all our cruel games.
“Yes, you do,” I reply, turning away from him, and brushing snow from my knees.
“I know how to get you off,” Sebastian corrects me, hoisting the rifle from where I left it. “That’s nothing.”
I bridle. Somehow hearing him say it like that, so dismissively, makes me feel cheap, after everything we just did. Reminding me, it means nothing to him. Just a way to pass the time while we’re stranded here. A sign of his power over me, nothing more, nothing less.
“That’s rich, coming from the king of emotional unavailability,” I reply, starting to walk back in the direction we came.
Sebastian follows. “Unavailable?” he gives a harsh laugh. “Avery, I opened my life to you. I was an open fucking book. But then, you planned it that way, didn’t you?” he demands, drawing level. “Setting your traps, baiting the hook, just waiting for me to step into range to take your shot… You might have spared that deer, but you’re plenty ruthless when it comes to your prey.”
“Says the man who kidnapped me!” I yell back at him. “Look around, Sebastian. Who’s the ruthless one now? If you hadn’t hijacked the plane, we would never have crashed here!”
Sebastian looks at me like I’m crazy. “You think that was my fault?”
“I don’t see anyone else here,” I retort, stomping through the snow.
“You might have been too distracted to notice the state of the plane when we crashed, but I saw the wreckage.” Sebastian says, curt. “The plane went down because of a deliberate explosion.”
I stop dead in disbelief. “You mean… a bomb?”
“Yes.” There’s no hesitation. I can see it in his eyes, it’s the truth.
Oh my God.
I reel back, stunned. “Someone tried to kill you…”
My mind races to who could have done it, but there’s no shortage of suspects. And I can tell, Sebastian is thinking the same thing. After my very public unmasking of him, there’s at least a dozen people who would love to take their shot to wipe Sebastian Wolfe from the face of the earth.
And end my life in the process.
“Avery…” he takes a step towards me, but I recoil, shaken.
“No!” I cry. “Don’t touch me.” I back away from him. “I can’t believe this, I nearly died because of you. But you don’t care, do you? We’re all just collateral damage along the way.”
I turn and run, as fast as I can in the snow. Emerging from the forest, I see the dark silhouette of the cabin across the snowy expanse and cut in that direction.
“Avery!” Sebastian’s voice calls behind me. “Avery, stop!”