“What will happen to it?”
“They generally go down the family. So, Sophia is technically next in line for it, if she and Jason want it.”
“Do you think they will?”
“Maybe. It’s bigger than their place. They’re more than welcome to it.”
“What about you?”
“What about me, Princess?” he asks, tugging me closer and dragging my leg over his hip.
“Where are you going to live?”
“You mean we, right? Where are we going to live?”
“Uh…” I hesitate. I haven’t really thought much beyond right now and being here with the guys while whoever is trying to kill me plays his twisted games. I guess I just assumed that I’d go back to Dad’s at some point, although the thought of it makes my chest ache.
“You’re not going back to your dad’s, Hellion. Well, not unless I’m with you. And something…” He rolls his hips, grinding his hard length against my core, making me gasp. “Tells me that your dad wouldn’t want that.”
“S-so,” I stutter, trying to keep my head focused and not just push the serious shit aside in favor of riding his talented dick. “W-where will we live? Here? Don’t you think we’ve already cramped Theo’s style enough?”
“He loves it,” Seb growls as he drags me closer, ramping up the pleasure as he teases me.
“I’m not so sure about that,” I admit. I actually feel pretty sorry for him having to put up with us.
“What if I were to say that I had something up my sleeve,” Seb confesses quietly.
“I’d say, go on.”
“But,” he starts, rolling me onto my back, “it might be a secret.”
“We don’t have those, remember?” I groan as he slips his hands under his shirt that I’m wearing.
“Okay, so it’s more of a surprise then,” he confesses, dipping his head to my neck.
“I don’t like s-surprises,” I gasp as he bites me.
“Tough. Now, enough talking. I just want to hear you screaming.”
“If you insist,” I moan as his lips tease me, allowing my legs to fall open in invitation.
“Whore.”
“Yours.”
“Hell yeah, Princess. All fucking mine.”