His kisses made me act like a brazen hussy, thrusting my boobs in his face and panting like I was running a marathon.
I was overwhelmed with all I was feeling. His kisses lit up my body, the caress of his hands ensuring I was turning into an incoherent mess.
“Please,” I begged, wanting him so much in that moment that everything else faded in comparison.
He pushed my pants and panties down in one move, his mouth following his hands. He whispered more kisses on the insides of my legs and I shivered.
I plunged my hands in his hair and tugged, burning up with need for him.
He placed one last kiss on my thigh before standing up and lifting me onto something wobbly. I didn’t check what it was. The only thing I saw was Sebastian and his dilated eyes and jerky movements when he pulled his shirt over his head and pushed his pants down.
He somehow put a condom on while I was trying to catch my breath.
“You want this?” he asked, standing in front of me, studying my face. “And you’re not too drunk?”
“Ducks yes to the first, mother puffin no to the second,” I said, my voice coming out strangled.
There was nothing I wanted more in this moment than Sebastian. I didn’t think it was healthy to feel such a desperate need for another person. But here I was, a quivering mess who took her clothes off in a cleaning closet and didn’t even care she was sitting on something wet.
His mouth tipped up in a half-smile. “Still not swearing, I see.”
I ran my hands over his chest, my eyes following the movement. “It’s second nature by now not to. And I’m bad at turning it on and off. Either I don’t swear at all or I go all out. I have no middle ground.”
He brushed a strand of hair out of my face, and I shivered when his finger traced the shell of my ear. “It’s just one of the things that makes you who you are.”
He didn’t elaborate, and I didn’t ask because I was done talking. I wanted him. Now. No more waiting, no more hesitation.
As if he knew what I was thinking, he pushed between my legs and our eyes locked. He never looked away, not when he entered me with aching slowness and not when he started to move.
He looked more relaxed than I’d ever seen him, the harsh lines on his face gone. If I didn’t know any better, he looked at peace. A soft expression I couldn’t read replaced the scowl I’d gotten used to.
Warmth spread through my chest, and I gave myself over to him. His hands roamed every inch of my body they could reach. All my nerve endings were on fire, my body a pliable mess in his arms.
The wave of heat slamming through me took me by surprise, as did my orgasm. I felt like I’d found a unicorn, never once having come so fast, the feeling building and building until it exploded into a crescendo of fireworks.
His movements became faster and deeper, causing another surge of pleasure to overtake my body. He planted himself deep and came with a loud groan, his face buried in my neck.
We stayed connected, breathing hard. I expected a quick exit on his part, but instead he peppered soft kisses all over my face. His lips caressed mine, the kiss more intimate than our lovemaking.
When we separated, the feeling of loss was immediate.
He chucked the condom in a bin near the door and pulled his clothes back on, his eyes on me the whole time. I jumped down from what I found out was a cleaning cart that had lost nearly all its contents and got dressed as well.
The wet thing I was sitting on turned out to be a sponge.
As soon as I was finished, he ushered us back outside. The noise smacked me in the face as soon as the door opened. It would have cost a fortune to soundproof all the rooms, but I was grateful they did.
I glanced at Sebastian when he walked me back to his room. His hand was at the bottom of my back, his fingers grazing my butt. If it hadn’t been for that touch, I would have thought nothing had happened between us.
If he was going to pretend he’d never shown me his banana and ignore anything had ever happened between us, I would show him what I could do when I was really angry.
“You can turn the monitor off,” Sebastian called down to Talon, who lifted his hand in acknowledgment. I was slightly mortified at the thought that everyone knew what we’d been doing. But maybe they thought we just needed a moment to talk. Maybe.
I relaxed slightly when he followed me inside his room and closed the door. I stood near the entry, unsure of how to proceed. Sebastian didn’t seem to have the same hang-up.
He pulled me close, brushing his lips against mine in a gentle caress. “Let’s sleep. It’s late.”
That sounded like a good idea. And the promise of a talk tomorrow and the fact that he was there with me with set my mind at ease.
