Chapter 163 My Insecurities

Chapter 163 My Insecurities
ALMA

I curled up on the bed, tossing and turning as I tried to sleep but couldn’t. It's already 8pm. Sebastian had gone downstairs to show the male nurse who just got here to his room.

He will be staying in the room closer to my father and taking care of him until he can walk and stand without support. Today, Sebastian ordered a wheelchair for my father so he could go anywhere he wants around the house without anyone’s support. My father’s action towards what Sebastian did showed he does like Sebastian.

Because he actually gifted Sebastian a wristwatch. I really don’t know when he bought it. Maybe on his way coming over, because he never went out. And after lunch, Aunt Chloe and Elijah left immediately, and neither of them had returned. So it was certain he had bought it on his way here.

Everything seems peaceful now, except the fact that my insecurities are hurting me.

I was even jealous when his sister hugged him. I think I’m really going crazy. I really need to see a therapist before this gets out of control.

Suddenly the door clicked open, then clicked shut.

I shut my eyes tightly.
“Alma, are you asleep?” Sebastian said. I said nothing.
Suddenly, I felt his weight on the bed as he sighed exhaustedly.
I swallowed hard as I felt the closeness of his body.

He instantly wrapped his hand around my stomach, pulling me closer to him.
My heart skipped as I pressed my head into the pillow.

Suddenly, I felt his hand sliding under the hem of my sweater shirt.
A shiver ran through me as he adjusted again with a slow sigh of satisfaction.
I jerked as his cold hand touched my stomach.

“I really wish it would be a daughter. I would like to treat her the way your father does to you,” he whispered softly, rubbing my stomach.

A smile spread through me. “And what if it’s a son?” I whispered softly.

“I will teach him how to care for a lady properly so he could be a good man like me,” he replied casually.

I chuckled and turned to face him.
“And who told you you are a good man?” I asked.

“Bianca did,” he said.
And something in me shattered. I blinked several times, trying to fight the part of me developing these insecurities.

“Alma, you shouldn’t be afraid of any woman. Bianca was able to seduce Luis because he didn’t know your worth. Moreover, she’s my sister. I watched her grow. I played with her. I bathed her when she was young. She slept on my bed. We spent time together. She’s my blood. There’s no other bond than the sibling bond. Stop feeling this way, and you are pregnant. You shouldn’t stress yourself,” he explained softly.

So he could read my feelings. He really does understand me. I felt a load lifted off my heart by his words and instantly pressed a quick kiss on his lips.

His brow twisted in dramatic anger, making me giggle as I remembered what he said last night about me teasing him.

“Alma, I told you I get turned on by any of your touches,” he said, drawing his brow again.

I felt a sudden boldness as I bit my lower lip, letting my desires flash through my eyes.

“Alma, please don’t look at me like that. I might lose control,” he said huskily as his throat bobbed. His tongue kept darting out to his lower lip.

“You get turned on by just my touch — not anyone else’s,” I said softly, sliding my hand down to the duvet as I reached for his sweatpants.

“Alma,” he whispered, shaking his head slowly in a silent plea. I could see he was already hard down there.

I slid my hand beneath his pants, touching the tip of his cock. He jerked, moving a bit closer as his eyes shut before he opened them, staring at me. They had darkened, filled with raw desire.

Pulse raced at the weight of his stare.

I could feel the sticky precum on the tip of his cock.

“Sebastian, I have missed your taste,” I whispered slutily.

He brought his hand up, tugging my hair behind my ear. His breath was uneven as his tongue kept darting to his lower lip.

“Alma, do you want to taste it again?” he murmured softly, and I nodded quickly.

Instantly, he pulled me into a deep kiss, kissing me as if he had been starving. I responded instantly, remembering the first day he kissed me in his hospital—how rough and desperate it was. This was just like it. The feeling was always new. I can’t really get used to it.

“I have missed you, Alma,” he growled against my lips as he grabbed my hair firmly, pulling me into another desperate kiss as my hand never left his warm and hard cock.

His tongue tangled with mine as we kissed as if it were the first and the last time. I hummed in response as he sucked on my mouth. I could feel heat rushing beneath my thighs as I rubbed them over each other. Instantly, I straddled him as I pulled from his mouth, trailing kisses from his jaw. He tilted his head backward, giving me access as I sucked his Adam’s apple.

“Alma,” he growled as his hand rubbed my hips from the bum shorts I was wearing.
I moved lower, my eyes fixed on him as I stopped.

“There’s something I wanted to tell you,” I said calmly.

He nodded, his chest rising and falling.
“The first day I saw you in the club, I wanted you to fuck me so hard, but I couldn’t because I never wanted to endanger my dad’s life,” I murmured, moving my hand into his pants as I freed his cock. It sprang free, so hard and big.

I swallowed hard as I stared at how the length seemed to have increased. Or was it because it had been long since I saw him?

I wrapped my hand around it and stroked.
He tilted his head backward as a soft growl escaped him.
His reaction showed he had been starving for this too.

“Continue what you are saying while you fuck me with your hand,” he growled.

A shiver ran down my spine at how desperate he was.

“The first day you came with Victoria, I felt jealous. We aren’t close, but I wanted you,” I whispered, stroking him.

His hands tightened around the sheet as his eyes shut closed.

“I have kept reacting to your slight touch ever since because I wanted you, Sebastian. And when you kissed and fucked me, I became addicted. " I paused, watching more precum slide down. Without any hesitation, I slid my tongue on it, tasting the salty sweetness.

“Fuck Alma," he let out a soft growl.

I hummed in satisfaction. “I have really missed the taste,” I muttered and wrapped my mouth around it.