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now,” he says against my mouth while dragging his lips across mine.
    “Oh no, no, no, Mr. Thorne! Not until the wedding night,” I joke, pointing my finger into his chest. He knows I’d totally do him right now.
    Raising one eyebrow, he mischievously tugs one side of my light pink thong down over my hip. I can’t hide my grin as I wiggle my ass free of them, allowing them to drop to my feet. After he settles my leg back on the floor, I step out of my panties, and then he quickly drops to his knees. Picking them up off the floor, he lifts them in his hand and brings them up to his nose, drawing in a deep breath as he savors my scent.
    “Goddamn, baby! You smell so fucking good,” Sebastian says, placing my thong into the pocket of his dark cargo shorts. Remaining on his knees, he stares deep into my eyes and trails his hand up between my bare legs. Delicious electricity radiates throughout my body, leaving me breathless and panting with desire. Once he reaches my opening, he smiles at how drenched I already am for him. Within the blink of an eye, the white hem of my dress flies up and Sebastian’s head disappears beneath the bright white eyelet material. The heat of his tongue immediately finds my pleading clit, sending ripples of pleasure through my core.
    “Mmmmm, so fucking good,” he says and then returns to licking slowly up my folds again.
    “Sebastian. God! Right there. Oh Yes!” I say, rolling my eyes back into my head. I swear his tongue is simply magic.
    Pulling my ass forward, he unleashes his fury onto my pussy. Over and over, he flickers his tongue against my clit while shoving his fingers up inside of me. The combination is so overwhelming that I feel the release as it begins unraveling.
    “Let go, baby, and come.”
    “Yes! Oh. My. Ahhhh!” I scream, releasing a warm stream of cum in his mouth. His warm breath against my inner thigh has me trembling with aftershocks from my orgasm.
    “Mmmmm. I want to share my dessert. Here, taste how sweet and delicious you are,” he says, standing and leaning in to kiss me.
    Our tongues move the taste of my juices around in our mouths. I love it when he does this.
    Reaching down, I stroke the outside of his shorts, finding his hard cock pressed firmly against his zipper. Just as I try to unbutton him, he stops me.
    “Not until our wedding night,” he teases back, while helping me situate my dress.
    “But I want to do something for you, now.”
    “Trust me, baby, you just did. Now, I’ll have your sweet taste on me the rest of the night to enjoy.” He drags his tongue across his lips.
    Sweet Jesus, that was hot.
    He steps forward and kisses me again, pushing his hardness against me.
    “Good things come to those who wait, my sweet girl. I’ll see you later tonight,” he says before kissing me sweetly on the lips.
    Unlocking the door behind me, he allows me to go out first. My knees are still wobbly from our encounter, but I manage to make it to the booth. Sophie is still in the front of the bar talking on her phone. I hope she’s okay because her body language says she’s upset.
    I settle back in the booth and take notice of my best friend. Kylie’s glaring at Nik, who is now talking to the girl beside him at the bar. I am shocked to see four empty shot glasses in front of her as well as a full one in her hand.
    What the fuck? I couldn’t have been gone more than fifteen minutes.
    “You know what? Screw him! If he wants to play, then so will I.”
    “Don’t Kylie! You and I both know you are going to regret it if you do this,” I warn my best friend. Like it has ever done me any good with her. The stubborn cow has listened to me like twice in our whole friendship.
    “The only thing I regret is being with him in the first place,” she says, pointing in his direction at the bar.
    “Kyles, why are you doing this to yourself? I know you love him, and God knows that man is head over heels for you.”
    My friend gulps down the cry that struggles