Page 41 of Sebastian's Baby

“Shut up, I’m here literally trying to work out whether or not we should have a baby, and you’re just trying to get me into bed,” she scoffs.

“You know, that wasn’t actually what I was doing. I was just making an observation, but I am very interested to know why you would imagine these things about me,” I smirk at her.

“Sebastian, you are completely and utterly aware of the effect you have on me, and probably half the world’s female population along with me.” She rolls her eyes.

Once again, I find myself not giving a shit about the effect that I have on any other woman in the world. I just care about the effect that I’m able to have on her.

I move closer to her on the sofa and ask in a low tone, “Am I?”

“Yes,” she says in a breathless voice.

God, she’s so hot. I really want to fuck her again, and I’m looking forward to hearing her moan my name when she comes.

“Maybe I am,” I tell her.

“What the fuck is going on here?” she asks, shaking her head. “Why are we flirting right now?”

“Maybe because you’ve been in my spank bank since that night?”

“Fuck off; you’re a liar.” She rolls her eyes at me again.

“I’m not lying, princess. Would you like me to tell you precisely how I’ve fantasized about your body with mine in the last month?”

I mean, she’s basically become my go-to fantasy whenever I’m masturbating or fucking someone. It’ll be nice to have the real thing again tonight.

“No. I don’t think I do,” she says, sounding like she very much does want me to.

I laugh and say, “Well, let me know if you ever do. I’ll be more than happy to enlighten you.”

“This is why you drive me crazy,” she groans. “We argue so much and have polar opposite views on some pretty fundamental things, but you’re right, the sex was kind of epic.”

That’s a very accurate description of that night, now that I think about it.

“Would it help you to know the sex was ‘kind of epic’ for me too?”

“I thought it was only ‘some of’ the best sex you’ve ever had. Damn, Seb, if you’ve had sex like that with other women, more power to you.” She laughs as she says it.

“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to have sex with you again, princess. If only to see if that performance could be repeated,” I confess.

She bites her lip, then asks, “Broken condom and all?”

It’s the only thing I would change about my time with Lita, if I’m honest. We could’ve had a very enjoyable, stress-free morning together if that hadn’t happened.

“Well, not that bit. It was the only thing that ruined an otherwise amazing night.”

“I’m assuming there’s a bed somewhere in this suite…” Lita trails off, and I’m triumphant because she wants to be in bed with me again.

“Watch out, princess, your mouth might be writing checks your ass can’t cash.”

“I’ve got bad news for you, Sebastian Fox. With a cock the size of yours, anal is one hundred percent off the table for me,” she laughs.

“Well, shit.” I laugh with her because I wasn’t expecting that. “That wasn’t what I was getting at, but I sure do like your thinking.” I reach forward and place my fingers around her chin, tilting her face up to mine as I ask, “Posso baciarti?”

“Sì,” she replies.

I kiss her soft lips, and arousal washes over me. She parts her lips, and I deepen our kiss as I pull her onto my lap. With her straddling me, my cock stiffens, and this feels ridiculously good. I rub her back, then bring my hand around to cup her breast, and it feels much bigger than I remember.

I break our kiss and pull my head back to look at her, placing my hands on her shoulders to straighten her up so I can see her chest.

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