He sets his glass on the coffee table, and I do the same with mine. He covers my mouth with his, but his kiss isn’t as urgent as the one in the office. He takes his time, exploring my mouth, tasting my lips as if they’re the most exquisite things in this world. He pulls me closer to him, and I climb into his lap. Sebastian drags his lips from my mouth down to my neck. I lean back, giving him better access, and my arm touches something behind me. A noise follows, a thump. Belatedly, I realize the sound was our wine glasses crashing to the floor.
“The wine—your carpet.”
“Fuck the carpet,” he says, and goes back to kissing my neck. “I’ll buy a new one.”
“Good plan.”
I undo the buttons of his shirt hurriedly, enjoying the feel of his granite muscles beneath my fingers. He discards my dress, pulling my bottom lip between his teeth while busying his fingers with my bra. He unclasps it, freeing my breasts, as I get rid of his shirt altogether. We pause a few moments, drinking each other’s bodies in.
“You are so beautiful, Ava.”
He drags his thumbs across my nipples, flicking them tenderly, until they turn to hard nubs. He takes one in his mouth, and then the other.
“Sebastian. This feels so good.”
“I’m far from done,” he whispers against my skin. When he hoists me up, I hitch my legs around his waist, kissing him hungrily. I am wearing nothing but a thong, while he’s still in his jeans. My throbbing core pushes against his waistband as he crosses the apartment. The friction deepens my need for him. He comes to a halt, shouldering open a door, switching the light on with his elbow. I barely have time to take in my surroundings before he lays me on the bed, and then there is nothing but him for me. We could be in the most luxurious bedroom or in a tent for all I care.
“I like that look in your eyes.” He smiles, peering at me.
“What look?”
“The one that says I’m your whole world right now.”
A wave of cold shoots through me, and I have to steel myself not to wince. How can he read me this well? His watchful gaze melts my fears. His eyes are hooded with desire, yes, but also so much more. I trust him.
“It’s true,” I admit. “Now, it’s high time you lost your jeans.”
In the blink of an eye, he’s naked and proceeds to remove my last item of clothing. He positions his hands at my hips, tugging my thong down my legs. Finally, he tosses it somewhere in the room. I push myself up on my elbows, watching him watch me. His gaze travels along my bare skin. This man worships my body—every single part of it. After caressing me with his gaze, he proceeds to torment me with his lips. They leave a trail of fire on every spot he kisses on my body.
“I love your skin.” He makes his way up my neck, pulling with his teeth at my earlobe. His large hands roam over my hips, one of them settling between my legs. He pushes his fingers against each of my folds, igniting my pulsing core.
“Sebastian.”
“So wet already,” he murmurs.
“I want you.”
“Be patient. It’s all in the foreplay.” His voice is too calm, too composed. I must change this. Narrowing my eyes, I wrap my palm around his hard shaft, pumping up and down, relishing the sight of him losing control. A deep groan reverberates from his chest, and he tosses his head back. I drag my lip across his exposed neck.
“Patience doesn’t sound so appealing, now, does it?” I tease.
The next second, Sebastian grabs both my hands, pinning them against the bed above my head. Breath whooshes out of me as he brings his face so close that there are only a few inches between us. The air crackles with tension.
Gulping, I lick my lips at the delicious promise in his voice. He keeps my hands together, his free hand roaming over my breasts. My puckered nipples almost hurt from being so turned on. He circles them with his thumb, avoiding my nubs. Fuck, he knows how to drive a woman crazy. He drops his hand between my legs, dipping a finger right into my core. I gasp, arching my back, pushing myself into his finger. He retreats quickly.
“Don’t.”
“Don’t what?” I feel his smile against my ear. The bastard.
“Don’t take your finger away.”
He touches me again, this time caressing my clit. His fingers circle it until I pant underneath him. This man will turn me craaaaazy.
Licking my lips, I look up pleadingly at him from between my lashes. He kisses me hard, his mouth greedy over mine. That’s it, he’ll take me now.
Wrong. He pulls back and flips me on my tummy. I feel him lounging on top of me, his hard chest pressing against my back as he kisses my neck, intertwining his fingers with mine. I push my butt up into him.
“Fuck, Ava, do you want me to lose all my self-control?”