Sebastian’s expression shifts, turning hungry. “That makes two of us. But I think I’ll be fine with my coffee for now, thanks.”

He lifts his mug to his lips, smirking at me over the rim, and I glare back. He’s having the time of his life edging me like this…

And I don’t know how long I’m going to be able to keep it together.

29

HAILEY

The restof the night passes in a blur as I take orders and drop off plates, all the while trying to ignore the desperate, burning arousal in my core. Just like he promised, Sebastian stays for the entirety of my shift and eventually orders a burger before the kitchen closes.

“You should probably get something too,” he says, giving me a playful look.

“Why is that?”

“You’re going to need the energy. Trust me.”

Need spikes through my veins at that, so I take his menu and retreat to the kitchen to put in an order for two burgers, one for each of us. Jacob is washing dishes from one of the last tables to leave.

“Just the one guy left?” he asks over his shoulder.

“Yeah, but he’s leaving soon. Why don’t you go ahead and call it a night?”

Jacob’s brows pinch together. “Are you sure? There’s still a lot to do.”

“This isn’t my first closing shift at this diner,” I reassure him. “I could do it all in my sleep by this point. You did great tonight, but I can take care of things from here.”

He shoots me a grateful look, then nods. After finishing a few more closing tasks, he heads out, and the cooks clean up their stations and leave a short while later. I make sure all the doors are locked before I carry the two plated burgers out to Sebastian and set one in front of him.

“So, what are you going to eat first?” I ask, resting a hand on my hip and arching a brow at him. “This burger or me?”

“Fuck, shortcake.” Sebastian groans. “You can’t tease me like that.”

“I’mteasingyou?”

He chuckles and gestures across the booth. “Point taken. But you really should eat something. I’m sure you’ve worked up an appetite tonight.”

He’s not wrong, so I sit across from him and tuck into my burger. It’s cooked perfectly, like always, and I’m just going for another bite when the vibrator comes alive again, sending a jolt through me and turning my bite into a drawn-out moan.

“Oh, my fucking god,” I whimper, swallowing. “You’re evil.”

Sebastian switches the vibe off, then rests his elbows on the table, his gaze locked on my face. “It’s been so much fun watching you squirm tonight, baby. I have to admit, I’m impressed with how well you held it together.”

I shrug, panting for breath. “What can I say? I do well under pressure.”

He lifts a brow. “How much pressure?”

His thumb swipes across the vibrator remote, turning it to its maximum setting, and I drop the burger on my plate in surprise. The vibration is so strong that it makes my thighs clench, my clit throbbing wildly. After hours of agonizing stimulation, the shock of it is enough to send me careening into a powerful climax.

My head falls back against the booth cushion, and my hands grip the edges of the table as a hoarse cry pours from my throat.

“That’s it,” Sebastian praises, his gaze devouring me. “Let yourself go. I’ve been dying to hear those sounds all night.”

After all this teasing and edging, the orgasm he’s finally allowing me to have is easily one of the most intense I’ve ever felt. My eyes squeeze shut so hard it hurts, and it’s a good thing there isn’t anyone else in the diner with all the noises coming out of me.

As the last aftershocks shoot through my veins, Sebastian rises to his feet suddenly, sliding out of the booth and hoisting me into his arms. He carries me toward the kitchen with long strides, kicking open the swinging doors. He sets me down and kneels in front of me as he undoes my pants and tugs them down my legs along with my soaked, messy panties.

Gripping my hips, he presses kisses to my thighs, working his way up toward my aching, throbbing pussy, giving me chills and filling me with desire all over again.