Page 61 of Sebastian

“Okay, you can turn around now.”

Sebastian’s cool gray eyes raked over her, from her hair that she had taken down, letting it fall around her shoulders haphazardly, down to her lips. His eyes continued lower, to her collarbone, and then the very little bit of her chest that was still above water.

“Sprinkles. Are you not wearing anything right now?”

“Of course I’m wearing something. I know how much you love custom-fitted suits. I think my birthday suit falls into that category.” She fluttered her eyelashes innocently at him, until she noticed his swim trunks perfectly displayed his growing discomfort. “Time to live up to your nickname, Suits, and show me yours.”

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With an invitation like that, how could he resist? He pulled his trunks down, and Emma bit her lip as she drank every inch of him in as he got into the spring with her.

“Damn, I forgot how warm the water is.” The heat immediately made the pain in his knee fade.

“It feels amazing,” Emma admitted. “Even after being all sweaty from our hike.”

“I know something else that would feel amazing,” Sebastian winked as he swam towards her.

“You are impossible,” she laughed, playfully shoving at his shoulders.

“Impossibly handsome, sure. Impossibly charming, maybe. Impossibly in awe of your strength, well, that’s an absolute yes, Sprinkles.” His teeth grazed over the spot where her neck met her shoulder and her eyes rolled into the back of her head at the contact.

“Seb…”

“Let me show you what I mean.” He placed his arms under hers and lifted her from the water. She sat on the edge, her hands flying up to cover her chest. That wouldn’t do. Having her under the moon the night before had been like a dream, but he was ready to memorize every inch of her in the sunlight. “No, Emma. We are the only two people for miles. Don’t cover yourself up. I want to see every inch of you fall apart while I enjoy tasting you.”

Her legs pressed together as if she were trying to quench her growing need for friction, but when his palm landed softly on her thigh, tracing swirls around her skin, she moaned and let her legs fall open.

Sebastian licked his lips and started placing slow, languid kisses onto her flesh. He worked from her leg, to her hip, to the scar on her belly. When she whimpered as he kissed the place that was the physical reminder of everything she had suffered, he stopped.

Her eyes wouldn’t meet his, and that just wasn’t going to work.

“Sprinkles. Look at me.”

Nothing. It didn’t even seem like she was breathing, she was so still.

“Emma.”

“I hate that scar, Sebastian. And you just kissed it like it was the most beautiful part of my body.” She bit into her lower lip and it sent a jolt straight to his cock.

“It is a beautiful part of you, Emma. You did the most amazing thing, growing your daughter and keeping her safe while you could. That scar makes me want to move heaven and earth for you. I won’t kiss or touch you there again if it’s too much, though. I don’t want to do anything that would hurt you.”

“How can you just be so all in?”

“I’d like to be all in you right now,” he mumbled, and her laugh set his soul on fire.

“That’s not what I meant, you perv. I’ve been trying to resist whatever this is between us, and after last night I thought you’d run away and never look back. But here you are, still wanting me.”

“You’re worth it.”

“I think I forgot that for a minute, but I know I am. I just didn’t know if you’d see that, or only see the damaged parts of me.”

“Why don’t you let me get back to showing you just how I see you.”

He took advantage of the fact that his head was level with her chest, sucking in her nipple while swiping a finger through the apex of her thighs. God, the way she arched her back and moaned had him nearly falling apart. His mouth popped off her nipple and he set his sights on his feast.

“Oh, god, Seb…” her chest was rising and falling rapidly and he felt her hands slide into his hair as his tongue circled her clit. Swiping his tongue back and forth, he sucked the little bud into his mouth as he pushed a finger inside of her.

“More. That feels so fucking good, but I need more, Seb.”

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