His eyes latched onto her fingers as they brushed her nipples, and his tortured growl filled her with prowess. She rocked against him and tossed her head back.
“Eyes to me,” he said, a new urgency in his voice.
Her gaze flashed to his and held. His fingers stroked her hips, caressing in soft circles as their bodies moved together in sync. His touches were so sweet and tender it made her love him that much more. Honestly, they fit together so well it was hard to believe they weren’t long-time lovers.
He touched her clit, and desire bombarded her. “Sebastian,” she whispered, her skin flushing hotly. “That is so good.” Eager for more, she rolled her hips, and he burrowed deeper. Blistering heat exploded inside her.
“Jesus,” he moaned, the muscles on his stomach rigid.
Soft quakes began at her core, and she ran her thumbs over her nipples. The way he watched her—made love to her—took her to a place where emotions ruled. She worked to block the things she was feeling from her mind, concentrating only on the points of pleasure. His hips powered upward, and his thumb applied more pressure to her clit. Her breath caught as pleasure deepened.
“Sebastian,” she cried out, her body letting go. She clenched around him, and the desire and need in his eyes as he watched her deepened the pleasure between her legs—made this feel so much more personal.
“Yeah, baby, just like that,” he said.
Her cream dripped down his cock, and his body tightened. His breath came in a ragged burst. The second she stopped clenching around him, he said, “Red light.”
She stilled as his fingers bit into her hips as he spilled his seed inside her. She kept her eyes on his, watched the twisting of his lips as his cock pulsed deep. When he stopped pumping, she collapsed on top of him, her ear pressed against his pounding heart. With his cock still inside her, they held on to each other, their serrated breaths cutting the quiet. He brushed her hair from her shoulder and stroked her back. They remained that way for a long time, each lost in their own thoughts.
When his heart rate returned to normal, he gently tapped her leg. “Green light.”
Kat laughed and slid off him, loving the games they played. Sebastian grabbed a tissue from her nightstand and wiped them both down. Once clean, he settled in next to her. He packaged her in his strong arms, crushing his chest to hers, and as he held her, she felt a connection with him unlike anything she’d ever felt before. They remained locked together for a long time, and when she heard soft sleeping noises, she lifted slightly to check the clock. They were both supposed to work tomorrow and from what she knew about Sebastian, he didn’t do sleepovers.
“I’m staying the night,” he said, dragging her back to him and to an emotional place that could only end in heartache.
Chapter Six
“Good morning,” Sebastian said when Kat came around the corner and stepped into the kitchen. Want and possession raced through him the second he saw her, and he rooted his feet before he discarded breakfast and took her again.
“I thought you’d left.” Her eyes widened when she found him at the stove flipping eggs. His gaze moved over her, taking in her mussed hair and crumpled nightshirt. His heart missed a beat, never having seen her look so sweet and adorable.
“Sorry to disappoint you.”
She gave a quick shake of her head. “I never said I was disappointed.”
“I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed, but I guess it’s too late.”
“Really?” She zeroed in on the bowl of strawberries he’d found in her fridge. She picked one up.
“Yeah, really.”
“I’ve never had breakfast in bed before.”
“Get used to it. For the next two weeks, I plan to spoil you.”
She frowned and dropped the strawberry back into the bowl. “Sebastian, I—”
He cupped the back of her head and drew her mouth to his, swallowing her words. Her lips were soft, tender as
“Eyes to me,” he said, a new urgency in his voice.
Her gaze flashed to his and held. His fingers stroked her hips, caressing in soft circles as their bodies moved together in sync. His touches were so sweet and tender it made her love him that much more. Honestly, they fit together so well it was hard to believe they weren’t long-time lovers.
He touched her clit, and desire bombarded her. “Sebastian,” she whispered, her skin flushing hotly. “That is so good.” Eager for more, she rolled her hips, and he burrowed deeper. Blistering heat exploded inside her.
“Jesus,” he moaned, the muscles on his stomach rigid.
Soft quakes began at her core, and she ran her thumbs over her nipples. The way he watched her—made love to her—took her to a place where emotions ruled. She worked to block the things she was feeling from her mind, concentrating only on the points of pleasure. His hips powered upward, and his thumb applied more pressure to her clit. Her breath caught as pleasure deepened.
“Sebastian,” she cried out, her body letting go. She clenched around him, and the desire and need in his eyes as he watched her deepened the pleasure between her legs—made this feel so much more personal.
“Yeah, baby, just like that,” he said.
Her cream dripped down his cock, and his body tightened. His breath came in a ragged burst. The second she stopped clenching around him, he said, “Red light.”
She stilled as his fingers bit into her hips as he spilled his seed inside her. She kept her eyes on his, watched the twisting of his lips as his cock pulsed deep. When he stopped pumping, she collapsed on top of him, her ear pressed against his pounding heart. With his cock still inside her, they held on to each other, their serrated breaths cutting the quiet. He brushed her hair from her shoulder and stroked her back. They remained that way for a long time, each lost in their own thoughts.
When his heart rate returned to normal, he gently tapped her leg. “Green light.”
Kat laughed and slid off him, loving the games they played. Sebastian grabbed a tissue from her nightstand and wiped them both down. Once clean, he settled in next to her. He packaged her in his strong arms, crushing his chest to hers, and as he held her, she felt a connection with him unlike anything she’d ever felt before. They remained locked together for a long time, and when she heard soft sleeping noises, she lifted slightly to check the clock. They were both supposed to work tomorrow and from what she knew about Sebastian, he didn’t do sleepovers.
“I’m staying the night,” he said, dragging her back to him and to an emotional place that could only end in heartache.
Chapter Six
“Good morning,” Sebastian said when Kat came around the corner and stepped into the kitchen. Want and possession raced through him the second he saw her, and he rooted his feet before he discarded breakfast and took her again.
“I thought you’d left.” Her eyes widened when she found him at the stove flipping eggs. His gaze moved over her, taking in her mussed hair and crumpled nightshirt. His heart missed a beat, never having seen her look so sweet and adorable.
“Sorry to disappoint you.”
She gave a quick shake of her head. “I never said I was disappointed.”
“I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed, but I guess it’s too late.”
“Really?” She zeroed in on the bowl of strawberries he’d found in her fridge. She picked one up.
“Yeah, really.”
“I’ve never had breakfast in bed before.”
“Get used to it. For the next two weeks, I plan to spoil you.”
She frowned and dropped the strawberry back into the bowl. “Sebastian, I—”
He cupped the back of her head and drew her mouth to his, swallowing her words. Her lips were soft, tender as
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