Despite my melted insides and aching heart—or maybe because of them—I press my palm against his sternum and turn my face away.
He nuzzles my head and steals chaste kisses to my dermal temple and teardrop piercings.
“There’s no rush, sweet pea.When you’re ready, I’ll make you my wife.”
Time stands still, and I dive into a future of happiness and belonging.
Red light illuminates the side of Sebastian’s face as the car in the next row reverses out of its parking spot.
My spirit shrinks as the bubble of euphoria pops.
My behemoth guides me into the passenger seat of his SUV, reaches over me for my seat belt, steals a maddeningly short kiss, then closes my door and rearranges the driver’s side before wedging his body behind the wheel.As he maneuvers out of the spot and exits the parking lot, the feeling of being watched recedes, and I relax into my seat.
I freeze as I realize the gravity of what I’ve done.By volunteering to check his security system, I’ve agreed to go to Sebastian Sterling’s home.Alone.
No, he shares his home with his grandmother and mother.
Who won’t be there tonight because his grandmother is in the hospital.
Holy cannoli, I’m an idiot.
His chuckle pulls me from my musings.
“You just realized you have to come to my house to fix my security system, didn’t you?”
I sigh and check my earrings with impatient fingers, using the tugging sensation on my sensitive flesh to center my thoughts.
“I did.Can we skip dinner and get that over with?”
“How about I order delivery while you work, and we can eat at my place after?”he asks.
I send him a side glare and try to pull my hand out of his, but he lifts my knuckles to his lips and kisses each one.
“We can share a meal in my nana’s dining room if you’re worried about my control.”
“I’m worried aboutmycontrol.”
I freeze.Blink.Replay my words in my mind.
Mortification roars through my veins.My cheeks heat with the worst blush of my entire life.I turn my face toward my window, close my eyes, and pull my lip ring into my mouth.
Sebastian clears his throat and adjusts himself.Intrigue and horror battle within me as I imagine his large, masculine body begging for relief.From me.
Heat blooms between my legs.My clit pulses against my piercing.I shift in my seat and bite down on my lip ring hard enough to sting as pleasure zings up my spine.
“It’s been a long day.I can’t promise not to flirt or tease, but let’s take kisses off the list of possibilities,” Sebastian says.
I inhale deep enough to aggravate the scars on my ribs and nod.
“Okay.Just for this evening, right?”I ask with my face still aimed at the window, still wishing I could erase the last few seconds from my memory.
“Right.We start fresh tomorrow.I’ll expect kisses all day long from my new girlfriend.Understand?”
I choke on my spit and nearly die in the aftermath.With every ragged breath, my nipple piercings catch on my lace bra and my labia rings glide in the slippery coating of my arousal.
When I finally catch my breath enough to speak, I scowl and thump his shoulder.
“You’re the worst, Sebastian,” I say.
