#34 Hungry or horny (18+)

For the next two weeks, my days start in the best way possible, waking up with Sebastian by my side. After that night and the sincere apology he gave me, I couldn't help it, and I gave into these powerful feelings that slowly had started blooming inside my heart.
I felt happy and content for once; only a fool would run away from his personal Paradise. Because I thought I had found my Paradise after going through Hell. But I, from all people in this world, should have known better. I shouldn't be lured by love and happiness and let all my guards down…
Life isn't like the romantic books we read or the romcoms we watch on TV. Life can lift you in Heaven and then throw you in the deepest circle of Hell without a parachute. Life is unpredictable, but that's what makes it so unique.
I was lucky enough to be given a second chance in life. I was blessed enough to feel what love is and carry my baby. And I was fool enough to believe that I'd found happiness.
I should have been pleased with everything I had so far when, a few years back, I was on the brink of death. However, my greediness got the better out of me. I was thirsty for happiness, I was hungry for love, I was burning for Sebastian…
Lazily, I spread my hand, searching for the man who once again had changed my life. I frowned and opened my eyes to find his spot on the bed we used to share empty. I looked around me, but he wasn't anywhere in the room, nor the shower could be heard running.
My stomach grumbled when a delicious smell reached my nostrils. Without a second thought, I wore my nightgown and the matching robe on top and headed towards the kitchen.
And that's where Sebastian was, casually cooking breakfast in the kitchen. He was wearing a black apron to cover his bare torso and a pair of grey sweatpants. His hair was messy, and I wanted nothing more than to run my fingers through. The man looked very absorbed by his cooking, and I couldn't help but smile.
This was definitely another thing I could wake up with for the rest of my life.
"Are you planning to burn down the kitchen?" I teased him, slowly walking to the kitchen island.
"I woke up early to prepare breakfast for you, and that's your way to thank me?" Sebastian pouted.
"Good morning, honey. This seems delicious…" I chuckled, placing a soft peck on his lips.
Sebastian rolled his eyes but nevertheless smirked against my lips. He deepened our kiss, his lips devouring mine. We might have had sex only a few hours ago, but the man's stamina was truly inhuman…
"I'm hungry…" I muttered, pulling away from him to look at his grey eyes.
"Are you hungry or horny?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow at me.
I rolled my eyes and slapped his chest. "I'm hungry for food, you fool. We aren't having sex until you feed me," I replied, taking my seat on the stool.
The billionaire's deep chuckled filled the kitchen, and he looked back at his burning pans.
"Any preference about your pancakes, Miss Russell?" he asked, giving me a lopsided grin.
I bit my lip, tapping my index finger on my jaw. "Hazelnut cocoa spread, sliced strawberries, blueberries, and some almond slivers, please."
"Are you eating all this by yourself?" Sebastian joked, looking at me above his shoulder.
"Oh, and add some whipped cream," I added, glaring at him.
The man laughed at me once again while he prepared my breakfast.
I sipped my fresh orange juice, waiting for Sebastian to cook our breakfast. He chose to add savory toppings to his pancakes, and my stomach grumbled once again when he placed my plate in front of me.
"Thank you, my love," I muttered, pecking his cheek softly.
"It's my pleasure, Evelyn," Sebastian replied, caressing my small baby bump.
Just like the doctor had informed us, I had finally started to show off. It was Sebastian's newest habit to caress my tummy with every chance he had, and I couldn't stop blushing whenever he did that. It was sweet yet intimate, and I felt his need to be close to our unborn child.
"Sebastian?" I asked after taking a few bites of my food.
"What's wrong, darling?"
"The other day at our supposed engagement party, your mother implied that she really wants for us to get married…" I trailed off.
We hadn't talked about this because I was very hesitant to explain to him what had been discussed between Clara and me. But now that we were on better terms, I wanted to know where we were standing.
"I never was very fond of family and children till I met Olivia. She died, and I never dated any other woman until I met you. Thus, my mom wants us to get married. She never really liked the idea of me dying alone without a wife by my side and heirless…"
"Thank heavens she doesn't have a daughter, and we're not in the eighteenth century…" I grumbled under my breath.
Sebastian laughed, but I could tell he agreed with my comment. "Don't mind her, Evelyn. She can't interfere with our lives…" the man said once he sobered up.
I frowned a bit, gulping down another bite of my delicious pancakes. "You know, Clara said that we're going to face a backlash from your circle if we have a child without being married…"
"Okay, well, she must stop watching every series that Netflix releases…" the billionaire muttered, and we chuckled.
"I don't care about the gossips as long as we're healthy and together."
"I know, my love. I wouldn't mind taking things slowly," Sebastian said, caressing the back of my hand.
"What about the company then?" I asked after a few moments.
Sebastian looked at me with a frown, obviously unaware of what I was referring to.
"Well, your mother said that if you don't have an official heir, the company will pass on Nickolas," I explained in a small voice.
Sebastian's laughs resonated around the kitchen once again. Was it really that funny for him?
"She can disown me for all I care," the billionaire shrugged nonchalantly.
"You don't care about the company?"
"My father will decide who's going to be the CEO, and believe me, my mother can't affect his decision in any way…"
"She was very convincing the other day," I retorted with a frown.
"Welcome to my world, Evelyn… My mother might seem sweet and naïve, but she's smart and cunning. That's why my father married her."
"But what if she's actually right? What if you aren't going to be the CEO?" I asked once again, caressing my tummy.
"Even if this is the case, it's not like my father will disinherit me completely, or my dear brother will throw me out of the company," Sebastian replied.
I took another bite, thinking about his words. Could he really be satisfied working under Nickolas? I knew that the two brothers weren't on the best terms…
"Would you still be with me if I wasn't rich and famous?" Sebastian's sudden question brought me out of my reverie.
"You know very well that I don't care about your money nor your status…" I replied, staring into his eyes.
Sebastian grinned and brought my hand at his lips, pecking the back of it softly.
"Actually, it won't be that bad to take a long break from work and spend time with you and our baby. We can travel around the world, make more babies, or find a hobby…" he said, his grey eyes glistening with joy.
"It sounds like Heaven for us, and Hell for the poor brother of yours…" I chuckled.
"Oh, come on, he deserves that. All these years, Nick has the easy part of the job. Not to mention all the money and the chicks. He must learn how it's the other way around."
"He's with Sophie, now, and I don't wanna know about his scandalous love life," I sighed, scrunching my nose up in disgust. "What's wrong between the two of you?" I asked, sipping my juice.
Sebastian let out a long sigh and pushed his empty plate away, "He knows a few things concerning Liv's death that he's unwilling to tell me."
I frowned, trying to understand what Nickolas could possibly be hiding from Sebastian. There aren't many things that a man with Sebastian's money and status couldn't learn in this city… Before I could ask more, though, the billionaire stood up and placed our empty plates inside the sink. Obviously, this conversation had ended for him, and I didn't want to be more intrusive…
"I cooked, you're going to clean the dishes…" Sebastian stated, coming closer to me.
"Sounds fair to me," I replied with a small smile.
However, before I could reach the sink, Sebastian had wrapped me in his arms. He breathed in my scent deeply and trailed soft kisses on my neck.
"I can't do the dishes like this," I sighed, trying to break free.
"Martha can take care of the dishes. How about we burn some of the calories we just ate?" Sebastian smirked at me before claiming my lips into a fierce kiss…
The billionaire devoured my lips hungrily, making me moan in delight. I would never have enough of his kisses or get bored of his caresses. Sebastian nibbled and sucked my lower lip until I granted him access inside my mouth. His tongue danced with mine in the most erotic rhythm, and I could feel my wetness already forming between my legs.
Sebastian's hands traveled all around my body, kneading my breasts and massaging my butt. I ran my fingers through his hair and caressed his handsome face. At last, his hands rested at the back of my knees, and he softly lifted me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He walked towards the kitchen counter while trailing a path of soft kisses on my neck.
"We can't do this here…" I breathlessly whispered when he placed me softly on top of the counter.
"Why not?" he asked, sucking that spot behind my ear that made my knees tremble.
"Ah, Sebastian. Someone might see us…" I complained, trying to push him away.
The billionaire pulled back to look me deeply in the eyes, "I don't care. It's our home, and I want to have sex with you right here, right now," he stated in his deep, bossy voice.
I let out a defeated sigh; there was no way I could resist him… Thus, I got rid of my white silk robe, and then Sebastian did the same with my matching nightgown.
His dark grey eyes roamed over my naked body. "You must wear underwear unless you want me to fuck you in every possible area of this damn house…"
"And you should wear a shirt while cooking…" I smirked at him, running my fingers on top of his chiseled torso.
Sebastian kissed my shoulder softly, "But you're enjoying the view," he muttered, pecking my neck.
"And you're enjoying torturing me," I whined and kissed him once again.
I took the lead of our kiss this time, setting a slower and tamer rhythm. Sebastian's hands became braver. He kneaded my breasts, pulling and rubbing my nipples between his thumb and index finger until my pink extremities were hard and elongated. His lips concealed my soft moans, and I pulled him closer to me, kissing him more passionately.
I was panting for air when he moved lower to kiss my jaw and neck. His hands headed south, and I gasped when he caressed my pussy. The billionaire decided to keep teasing me and moved his fingers across my inner thighs up and down repeatedly. However, his lips peppered kisses all over my torso and then sucked one of my nipples.
A bit tired of his torture, I dropped my hand on the waistband of his trousers. I could feel him smirking against my skin, and that only made me bolder. With a swift move, I tugged his pants down, freeing his erection. My eyes landed on his huge cock, and I ran a finger above the large, bulging vein, making Sebastian hiss. He caressed my silky folds once again and then slipped a finger inside me. A loud moan escaped my lips while I wrapped my palm around the base of his cock.
"You're full of surprises, Evelyn," Sebastian whispered and began thrusting his finger in and out of me.
I followed his pace, stroking his cock and squeezing a bit more every time his thumb touched my clit. Sebastian pushed another finger inside me, and I arched my back, trying to maintain the way I was also pleasuring him.
"Oh, Sebastian…" I cried aloud when he bit my nipple, making my vagina clench with the delightful mix of pleasure and pain.
My fingers moved across the tip of his cock where I saw his precum glistening. We kept pleasing each other, his head buried between my breasts as I tugged his brown hair with my free hand. We were a very indecent sight, and I silently prayed no one from the employees would walk into the kitchen.
When he curled his fingers, hitting my g-spot, I nearly reached my climax. I heard him groan, probably because I had unintentionally squeezed him more than necessary. Not able to handle all the pleasurable sensations and keep stroking him, I freed his shaft and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"I'm so close… Please, Sebastian…" I purred, dropping my head back and closing my eyes.
My lover intensified his fingers' pace while his thumb kept rubbing my clit in a circular motion repeatedly. He sucked hard and bit once again my hardened nipples, making me cum around his fingers. My orgasm sent delicious waves of pleasure from my core to my limbs, making a thousand fireworks explode behind my closed eyelids.
"I can cook you breakfast every day if that's your way to thank me," Sebastian murmured.
I opened my eyes slowly and gazed at his handsome face and his filled with lust eyes.
"I could leave with that, Mr. Leclair…" I replied, grinning at him.
The handsome billionaire chuckled and kissed my lips passionately. Finally, he pushed his dick deep inside me, thrusting quick and hard, leading us to our climax.
Undoubtedly, I could spend the rest of my life in his arms. I forced myself to believe that I was his second chance in love while he was my second chance in life…
However, I should have known better that not all stories have a happy ending…