Page 86 of The Very Naughty List

As if he can smell it radiating off me, Sebastian reaches down and unzips my pants before working them down my hips.

“Spread your legs a little for me,” he commands.

“Fuck,” I whisper, biting my lip. But I do as I’m told, and Sebastian kneels in front of me with the vibrator already humming in one hand. He smiles up at me for a second, then teases my pussy lips with the vibration. If I wasn’t already worked up, I damn sure am now.

But he switches it off a moment later and starts pushing it into me slowly. It’s shaped in such a way that while the majority of the silicone toy is buried inside my pussy, there’s a small curved part of it that nestles right against my clit. When Sebastian is satisfied with the way it’s placed, he presses a light kiss to my lower abdomen and stands up.

“You’re going to wear that all evening at the diner. And I’m going to keep this with me while you work,” he tells me, holding up a little remote control.

Excitement and nerves tangle inside my stomach, and my tongue darts out to wet my lips. “Are you serious about this?”

“Of course. It’s on your bucket list, remember?” Sebastian grins as he pockets the remote. He gives me a kiss, then his expression turns more serious as he runs this thumb along my jaw gently. “Do you trust me, shortcake?”

“Of course,” I say instantly, echoing his words.

“Good. Because I promise I’ll always take care of you. I’ll always look out for you, and I’ll never let anything bad happen to you… even if I might tease you a bit first. So do you want to do this?”

I hesitate for only a fraction of a second before nodding. Because the truth is, even if I’m a little nervous, Idowant this. And I trust him completely.

“Yes,” I breathe.

He kisses me again, his tongue sliding hungrily against mine, and it melts away any lingering nerves. “Good. Then let’s get going.”

He offers me a hand, so I take it, and he walks me to the car to drive me to the diner.

I’m hyper aware of the vibrator inside me, especially when we drive across a particularly bad pothole, making me squirm. Sebastian keeps one hand on my leg for the entire drive, his thumb stroking my knee, and I can’t stop thinking about when that same thumb is going to flip the vibrator’s switch and make me fall apart.

Or about how excited the idea makes me.

As we pull into a parking spot toward the back of the diner’s lot a few minutes later, I spot Mom and Dad emerging from the front door, so I hurry out of the car and stride over to them.

“Hey! Where are you off to in such a hurry?” I ask.

Dad smiles. “I’m taking your mother out for dinner. We both need a bit of time to de-stress with everything that’s been going on lately.”

“Oh, that’s great!” I beam at them both. “You deserve it. Have a good time!”

“Thanks, sweetie. Jacob is already inside. Go easy on him tonight. The customers seem to like him a lot, and he’s been doing well so far, but he’s still learning the ropes.”

“Okay. I’ll be nice,” I promise.

I give them both a hug, then head into the diner with Sebastian trailing behind me.

“You’re really staying?” I ask as we stomp the snow off our shoes inside The Griddle House.

He chuckles and nods, then leans closer so that only I can hear him.

“Turns out our little friend doesn’t have the greatest range,” he whispers, and his words race down my spine and right to my clit. I jolt when the vibrator briefly hums to life inside me before Sebastian quickly switches it back off. “Seems like it’s working well at this range. Guess that just means I’ll have to stay close.”

This is torture,and he knows it,I think, my heart pounding. How the hell am I going to make it through an entire shift with him sitting there watching and literally fucking with me?

“I’ll let you get to work. Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help,” he says.

I shake my head, a breathless laugh falling from my lips. “Oh, I think you’ll be helping plenty.”

His eyes gleam with amusement, and he kisses my cheek before he strides toward a booth at the back of the diner and sinks down onto the seat. He winks at me, and I huff out a breath before I head into the back to get ready for my shift.

“Oh, hi. You’re Hailey, right?” Jacob, the new guy, greets me from the sink where he’s washing dishes as soon as he spots me. “Thanks for coming in tonight. I was a little nervous about the idea of working a shift on my own.”

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