Chapter 32 Locked Doors
Sienna
His hands hooked behind my knees, yanking me forward until I dropped right onto his lap. I felt the solid length of him pressing up against me through our clothes—insistent and impossible to ignore.
Our kiss didn't break. He just kept claiming my mouth, his tongue pushing in deep, making my head spin until I forgot where I even was.
His fingers roamed up my back, sliding under my shirt like he’d memorized every inch of me. They found the clasp of my bra and popped it open with a quick flick of his wrist. I barely noticed until he tugged my thick, damp coat off my shoulders, then peeled away my shirt and bra in one go.
Gods, this was crazy. We had a deal—Fridays only. This wasn't Friday. The storm outside, Gael’s anger, Elizabeth lying in that clinic... none of it should lead here. But as Sev’s eyes locked on me, dark and full of a hunger that made my stomach flip, I couldn't pull away. I didn't want to.
He leaned in, taking one breast into his mouth. His tongue circled the tip, then he sucked hard, pulling a gasp out of me. I grabbed fistfuls of his hair, my head tipping back as a rush of heat shot straight down to my core. He switched to the other side, licking and biting softly until I was squirming on his lap, aching for more than just his mouth.
Then came a loud thud.
The old wooden chair under Sev finally gave out. The wood cracked, and we tumbled to the floor in a mess of limbs. I landed right on top of him with a soft thump. I couldn't help it—I started laughing.
"What a way to break the mood, am I right?" I said, trying to lighten the heavy air between us.
But when I looked down, Sev wasn't laughing. His eyes burned with need. No jokes, no smiles—just a dark, focused want. My laugh died in my throat, and I swallowed hard.
He scooped me up like I weighed nothing at all, carrying me over to the futon spread out on the floor. He laid me down gentle, but his body followed fast, pinning me into the cushions. I gasped as my back hit the soft fabric, the chill of the room totally forgotten under the weight of him.
Sev didn't waste a second. His mouth was everywhere—my neck, my collarbone, back down to my chest—eating me up with kisses and nips that left my skin tingling. His hands went to my pants, working the buttons loose and shoving them down my legs along with my underwear. I kicked them off, now completely naked under him.
He knelt between my thighs, shrugging off his own coat and loosening his pants. His cock was a huge, visible bulge against the fabric, thick and straining. When he pushed the pants down enough to free it, my mouth went dry. It was thick, veined, and already leaking a bit of slick at the tip.
"Please..." I begged, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him closer. I needed to feel him.
He chuckled low, that rumble vibrating through my chest. "How impatient you are."
He eased back just a bit, letting his cock spring fully out—hard and pulsing. I bit my lip, staring at him.
"Turn around," he ordered, his voice rough and commanding.
I rolled over quick, getting on my hands and knees. I arched my back, pushing my ass up to give him better access. My breasts pressed into the futon sheets, the nipples rubbing against the rough fabric.
I felt the head of his cock nudge at my entrance, pushing in slow—so slow it was like torture. It stretched me, the burn mixing with a pleasure so sharp I thought I’d pass out. I reached back for him, and Sev grabbed both my hands in one of his, yanking me toward him in one sharp motion.
"Fuck!" we both groaned. He filled me completely, buried so deep I felt it in my stomach.
He started slow, pulling out almost all the way before sliding back in. It felt so good, but the tease was killing me—I wanted him rough, plunging fast and merciless. He must've read it in the way my body was shaking, because he tugged my hands up, pulling me upright onto my knees while he stayed buried inside. My back pressed against his hard chest, feeling every muscle flex. Then he moved—fast now, his hips slamming against me over and over.
I was so close. The friction was building that tight, itchy coil in my belly. Sev let go of one of my hands, his fingers trailing down my stomach to my clit. He started rubbing circles there, firm and steady.
"Ah!" I moaned loud, the extra touch pushing me over the edge way too fast.
"Sev... stop... it's too much!" I screamed, but he didn't listen. He kept thrusting, kept stroking, driving me into a wall of pure sensation.
Then—a knock at the door. Sharp. Sudden.
Sev’s hand clamped over my mouth, muffling my next cry. He stilled inside me, but only for a heartbeat.
"Sienna? I came here to apologize," came Gael’s voice. It was muffled through the wood, but way too clear.
Sev’s eyes met mine over my shoulder, a wicked, dark glint in them. He leaned in and whispered right in my ear, "Answer her."
"W-what?" I stammered, my voice shaking as he shifted, plunging even deeper while his hand stayed over my mouth. I bit my lip hard to hold back the moan that wanted to rip out of me.
"Sienna?" Gael called again. I heard the door rattle. She was trying to open it. Thank god we'd locked it.
"I-ah—I'm not feeling w-well!" I managed to shout, the words breaking as Sev started moving again, slow and deep. My release was right there, hovering on a knife's edge.
"Oh, okay. We'll speak once you're well," Gael said. She sounded unsure, but I heard her footsteps start to fade away.
The second I heard her walk off, I shattered. My pussy clenched tight around Sev’s cock, waves of pleasure crashing through me like a storm. I trembled, biting down on his palm to stay quiet as I came harder than I ever had in my life.
He leaned in close, his breath hot and smelling like mint against my neck. "Did you like that, Sienna? The thrill of possibly getting caught?"
I shivered, aftershocks rippling through me as his words sank in. Before I could even answer, he pulled out and turned me around, laying me flat on my back to face him. He looked down at me, his eyes dark and totally dominant.
"We are not finished yet," he said, his voice dropping into that formal tone that made my heart race. "Let us see how well you can keep your voice down.”
His cock teased at my entrance again, and I knew we were just getting started.