Maybe it was better to cut it off now. I was about to be evicted. Meg’s wedding had only just been set back on track but was in danger of running off the rails. I hadn’t even started on Tatiana’s wedding. Ivy needed to put together a decorating theme, and I needed to prepare flower ideas ready to show her.
No, sleeping with Sebastian was going to be the mother of all bad ideas. But I still wanted to.
“I’m surprised you came out today,” I joked with him.
Keep it light and friendly, Amy. Nice and easy.
I wanted him nice and easy.
“I figured an afternoon ride was not on your schedule.”
He rubbed his jaw as I turned my horse off the equestrian trail. It dovetailed into the art trail a few miles down from the conference center where we’d entered.
“It must have been all the cake fumes,” he admitted as we turned onto the art trail, where a large plant sculpture peeked through the trees. “This is very out of character for me.”
“Maybe you’re getting sick,” I said, reaching out to feel his forehead. “You’d better chug some hand sanitizer. We don’t want you to regret playing hooky from work.”
“I’m not going to regret it,” he said, smiling at me.
He’s not?I thought, feeling slightly giddy.Maybe he does want to date!
No. No dating. Stop turning this into something it’s not. He was very clear about his boundaries.
“You can’t tell me this isn’t a great way to spend a Wednesday,” I said, gazing at the sculpture of the earth goddess constructed from soft greenery and with a bright shock of flowers for the hair.
“It is quite a work of art,” Sebastian agreed.
I jumped off the horse to study the sculpture and took in the intricacies of the framing, noting what types of plants were used to create the textures.
Sebastian pressed his body against my back, wrapping me in his strong arms. He nuzzled my neck and peppered light kisses like flower petals against my skin.
I sank back against him. Then I turned around slowly in his arms and let him kiss me softly at first then hungrier. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and he tugged at my top.
I had changed into a sporty top with stretchy fabric, and he pulled it down to graze his mouth across the swell of my tits.
I gasped, worried that someone would see us. Then as Sebastian’s tongue flicked against a perky nipple, I decided I was totally willing to go to town right there in the middle of the path.
I moaned as he lifted one of my tits out of my shirt. His mouth was hot as he rolled his tongue around the pebble-hard nipple, sucking and nipping. The sensation shot straight to my pussy, and I let out a loud gasp.
I was so far gone that he could probably make me come just from playing with my tits. Not that I would complain.
That was why I wasn’t thinking straight—it was all the pent-up desire.
His hands cupped my ass then moved down between my legs. I moaned as I rocked against him, wishing I were still in my skirt so that I could feel his fingers in me. Though at the rate I was going, I could probably come just like that.
Ring!
I gasped and opened my eyes.
Sebastian fished out his phone and answered it, frowning.
“I need to go back to the office, unfortunately,” he said after ending the call.
“No, that’s cool,” I squawked, determined not to be like one of those needy women Sebastian had complained about. “I’ll catch you later.”
26
Sebastian
