Page 26 of From Fake Dates to Forever Goals

“I know what I want,” he says firmly before pulling me into his arms and kissing me.

His lips linger on mine as he unwillingly lets go, only to run his hand down my back.

I tremble under his touch.

“What doyouwant?” he whispers as I feel the hairs at the back of my neck stand up.

I don’t know how to answer. I’m not sure what I want. So, I say nothing. Instead, I just give in.

His lips trace over my neck, kissing me tenderly as he unzips my dress. I have no intention of protesting. I am putty in his hands, enjoying his touch.

I can’t help but feel the need to tug at his clothes, forcing them onto the floor as I walk backward until I reach the end of the bed. I feel the intensity between us. I’m a wreck just waiting for him to have his way with me.

Sebastian holds me in his arms, pulling me down onto his erect cock. My eyes flutter, feeling him deep inside me. He bites my lips, increasing my desire. As he rests his hands on the small of my back, I begin moving slowly, riding him as he holds me in his gentle touch.

He has driven me to the edge, filling me up deep inside.

I moan in pleasure, feeling overwhelmed by the powerful orgasm, only to feel him pulsate inside me.

Sebastian holds me in a tight grip; the ecstasy on his face is clear as day. We hold each other, knowing we had just broken all the rules.

eight

Sebastian

I had promised myself that I would keep my heart out of it. This was supposed to be nothing more than a deal, ensuring we both got what we wanted. Although I hadn’t intended for any of this to happen, I don’t regret it at all. In fact, I couldn’t be happier knowing I had just had amazing sex with an incredible woman.

As I watch her sleep, I can’t help but notice every little detail about her. The dimple on her left cheek, the tiny mole above her eyebrow, and the way her lips are shaped to perfection. Ava has a beauty that commands attention, even in her most unguarded moments.

She smiles softly in her sleep, and I find myself wondering what she’s dreaming about. She stretches, raising her arms high and pulling me into a loose hug.

Her eyes flutter open, and she looks embarrassed.

“Sorry,” she says, pulling her arms back quickly.

“It’s okay,” I tell her, smiling. “It was nice.”

Well, it was more than nice.

Having Ava here with me feels completely natural, as if this is exactly where she’s meant to be.

Never in a million years had I imagined I’d be lying in bed with her after such a night, but here I am, and there’s no going back. I would usually wake up to an empty bed or be the first to leave without saying goodbye, knowing we’d never cross paths again.

But something about Ava is different. I don’t want to walk out on her.

“Want some breakfast?” I ask.

Ava nods.

While Ava gets ready, I make reservations for us to have breakfast at a nearby café.

We sit outside under an umbrella, waiting for our orders while sipping our coffees. The morning air is crisp, but the warmth of her presence makes everything feel lighter.

I notice we aren’t alone. A couple of paparazzi linger nearby, their cameras poised. Ava follows my gaze and stiffens slightly.

“Smile,” I say, raising a peace sign at them, letting them know I’m aware of their presence.

As we begin eating, I notice Ava isn’t enjoying her meal. I can tell she’s uneasy under the watchful eyes of strangers.

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