“Also,” I added, “the balloons are not supposed to launch from the town square. They need to launch from Svensson PharmaTech.”
“Told you!” Crawford said to Ida.
“Since the festival portion is headed back on track,” Ivy said, “let’s see what we can do about the rest of the wedding.”
* * *
I rodewith Sebastian as he drove to his estate.
He smiled at me when he parked the car. Then he leaned over and kissed me.
“I can’t believe you were able to bring it under control,” he said in wonder.
I laughed. “It’s not over until the happy couple go on their honeymoon, so let’s all temper our expectations. Besides, this is literally my job. Also, I’m a small-town girl. I know my way around a festival. But now,” I reminded him, “we need to set up for a rehearsal dinner.”
Sebastian grabbed me again. “I think it can wait just a little bit.”
He picked me up and took me up the curved staircase to his spacious master suite.
“I love you,” he repeated.
“I love you too,” I said. “Now give me your cock.”
“You have such a way with words,” he said with a grin.
We kissed as we undressed each other, hindering just as much as helping shed our clothing. When we were finally—finally!—both naked, I gave him a light push to the mattress.
Sebastian gave me his heart-stopping grin. I, however, only had eyes for one thing. Kneeling on the bed, I eyed his cock. “Mmm, I want a taste of that.”
I actually heard his breath hitch. “Don't let me stop you.”
He leaned back against the headboard, obviously trying to look smooth but very eager.
With a smile, I bent to wrap my lips around his cock. I loved revving a man up before the main act—but there was something extra satisfying about pleasuring Sebastian. As I bobbed up and down on him, my pussy clenched in sympathy.How about that.I was getting off while getting him off. I hadn't even touched myself and knew that I was wet for him already.
Sebastian touched the top of my hair then ran his fingers down to brush across my cheeks. He ran a thumb over my lip, wiping a bit of saliva away. He was such a neat freak.
“I want to see your tits,” he muttered.
“Oh yeah?”
An idea sparked through my mind, and I came off him, rolling over to my back, and grinned up at him. “Good idea, but I have a better one.” Then I pushed my tits together meaningfully. The man had a thing for them. I might as well let him act out his fantasies.
Sebastian practically growled in anticipation. He was up in a moment, his big, strong thighs straddling my rib cage. His cock was already slicked with my saliva. It made for a smooth glide as he pressed his cock into the tunnel created between my tits.
“Fuck,” he murmured. “I can't believe you're letting me do this. You're amazing.”
I smiled. “Going to come on my face?”
The look in Sebastian's eyes darkened, and his already-quick thrusts picked up the pace. I squeezed my tits tighter together in order to form a smaller tunnel.
His gaze darted between my face and my tits. I loved how he loved my girls. Then with a low grunt, his movements became more irregular. Hot cum splashed up the top of my chest, with a couple drops hitting my chin—not quite my face but close. Probably for the best, since he leaned forward to kiss me.
I couldn't help it. I wriggled against him, my own blood hot and my pussy soaking wet.
When he reached between my legs, his eyebrows went up.
“I want you,” I breathed. “So badly.”
