Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31449 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31449 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
He didn’t let me respond. Instead, he pressed his lips to mine and put every ounce of his heart into a kiss that would be burned into my memory for the rest of my life.
Chapter Seventeen
Sarena–One Month Later
“I can’t wait to get my head under this dress tonight.”
A blush crawled up my cheeks, along with his roaming hands. “Haven’t you caused enough trouble today?”
He huffed, tightening his grip on my waist before dipping me deeply on the dance floor. He held me suspended, his lips grazing mine as he breathed, “I’ll never get enough of you.”
He lifted me upright as our lips pressed together, and his tongue caressed mine. Most of the crowd at Elis and Devlynn’s wedding had long gone—the newlyweds had already smashed cake in each other’s faces and left for their honeymoon. Sebastian and I were almost alone on the dance floor. Only a server remained on clean-up duty, and the DJ station had long been abandoned in favor of a generic playlist.
Sebastian dragged me against him, pressing his lips roughly to mine. “Let's go home, Baby Girl. We've got the best babysitter in the neighborhood lookin' after our girl tonight. I don't want to waste another second. It's time we got you out of these clothes.”
My hands went to the nape of his neck and I ran my fingers through his dark hair. I wanted to be tighter, closer, with every naked inch of my body touching his. I nipped at his bottom lip, and a deep rumble escaped his throat.
I hummed as he held me tight, walking us out of the reception hall doors until the cool air kissed my hot skin. He didn't pause until we'd reached the door of the limo he'd hired to bring us to the wedding. Shrouded in midnight, he trapped me between him and the car door, our bodies blanketed in shadow and hidden from view. His body pressed into mine as his hand traveled up my thigh and underneath my dress.
“I’ve wanted you all night, Sarena. I couldn’t keep my eyes off you.” His other hand moved from my waist to my bottom and squeezed.
My breath came in heavy pants. “I wanted you, too.”
I pressed my lips to his. His tongue danced with mine, and I tasted his heady, spicy aroma. He broke our kiss, and his teeth found my earlobe. He groaned when my hips thrust into his thighs, seeking friction. He hitched my leg around his hip and slid his hand higher up my thigh, so close to where my aching body needed him. All of him. I was in. I was all in.
“You smell so good. I need you on my tongue.” Sebastian’s hand slid higher and his fingertips found the edge of my panties.
My breathing was ragged and my heart pounded. I was lost. He could take me right here if he wanted to. He could do anything. I was at his mercy. And I loved it.
Some days he made me crazy, made me want to cuss and scream and dig my heels in. But when his lips grazed my skin, I was his.
I groaned as Sebastian flirted with the edge of my panties. Then he dropped to his knees and ran his hand slowly up my leg, ankle to knee and up my thigh, lifting my dress as he went. He hitched my leg over his shoulder and ran his nose from my knee, higher and higher, until he reached the apex of my thighs. He ghosted his nose over the black lace of my panties and inhaled deeply.
“You smell like honey.” He slipped his finger inside my panties. “And so ready.”
My hips bucked at his unexpected contact.
“But not here, Twinkle Toes.”
A small whimper escaped my throat as he pulled my dress down over my thighs. My blood hummed as I tried to recover from his assault on my body. I ran my hand through my hair.
Sebastian opened the back door and placed his hand on my back to help me in. I slid across the seat and straightened my dress. Sebastian sat beside me and barked our address to the driver before pushing a button to raise the privacy glass.
“You are so beautiful.” He gave me sweet kisses along my neck and then skimmed my earlobe with his teeth. He worked his way along my jaw to my lips, driving me wild with lust.
“Do you think he saw us just now? What you did out there?” I asked.
Sebastian’s chuckle hit me like a wave between my thighs. “Do you think I would let anyone lay eyes on what's mine? It was all I could do not to throw punches at every fucker who glanced at you tonight.” His fingers teased the edge of my panties. “No, he didn't see us, beautiful. He's trained not to see anything—that's why I pay him so much.” His hands worked against me, rubbing me to a fever pitch. “And if he did, I'd have to gouge his eyes out. This pussy is all mine.”