Page 70 of Sebastian's Baby

“Now, this seems oddly familiar to me,” Harrison grins at me, and I remember Heather doing precisely this to him last year.

“How long until my lover owes us ten thousand dollars, honey?” Heather laughs.

“My money is on less than thirty minutes, angel; Seb’s a horny fucker,” he says in a dry tone.

I’m so distracted that I’ve forgotten what I’ve got in my pocket, so I place my hand on Lita’s stomach and use my other hand to check the cards. I see the five and ten again, but there’s a king and a jack on the table after the flop, with no fives or tens in sight, so I’m definitely going to fold when it’s my turn.

As I let my cards fall back down to the table, Lita places her hand on mine and begins to stroke my skin with her thumb. I stiffen in surprise, but it’s surprisingly nice, and it’s so obvious what she’s doing…and that it’s fucking working.

“You’re evil, princess,” I say quietly.

“The worst.” She turns to look at me over her shoulder. “But here we are.”

“I hate when you use my words against me,” I groan.

“Get used to it,” Lita laughs. “You can commiserate with Becky sometime. She hates it too.”

Gabriel has bet, and I won’t get a free ride to see the turn, so I fold my cards. I wrap my arms around her and pull her back against me. I kiss her neck softly and enjoy the sound of her breathing rate increasing as I rest my chin on her shoulder to watch the rest of the hand play out. Gabriel wins with an ace high, and I’m annoyed when the river is a five because I could’ve won if I’d stayed in.

Harrison deals the next round of cards, and this time I get a four and an eight, off-suited, and Heather’s already bet, so when it comes around to me, I throw them in and snort, “Trash.”

“Hey, no need to be salty, just because you don’t seem to be as good at poker as you are at pool, Seb,” Hayden grins at me.

Lita turns so that she’s sitting sideways on my lap with her face turned to look at me. “Posso baciarti?”

I’m already semi-hard, and she has a wicked gleam in her eye. The fact she’s doing this in front of my friends is pretty astounding because it means she’s comfortable enough to tease me in their presence.

“I know what you’re doing, princess,” I point out.

“That doesn’t answer my question. Posso baciarti?” She licks her lips, and I have a million dirty thoughts in my brain about what else she can do with her tongue.

I laugh and shake my head. “How did I manage to find a baby mama who is so cruel to me? You’re about to cost us ten thousand dollars. When our baby can’t go to college because we’re ten thousand dollars short, you’ll regret this day!”

“I’ll take my chances,” Lita laughs. “Posso baciarti, Sebastian Fox?”

I can’t stand it any longer, so I give in. “Sì.”

Lita kisses me and wraps her arms around my neck as she does. When she parts her lips, I explore her mouth with my tongue. This is as enjoyable as ever, and I use my hand to rub slowly back and forth on her inner thigh. I lose track of time and space, just enjoying this kiss and the arousal that’s flowing through me.

I’m hard as steel and more than ready to fuck Lita when Gabriel coughs quietly next to me. I come back to where I am and break our kiss.

I want to take Lita upstairs to my bedroom, so I roll my eyes and say to my friends, “Deal me out. I’ll pay the fucking fine.”

The rest of the table bursts into laughter, and Ariana says, “Only two hands, much quicker than I expected.”

“Hey, darling,” Heather adds cheekily, “You should probably finish your drink before you leave; you seem thirsty.”

I laugh, remembering the way I teased her when she was eager to leave and fuck Harrison. I pick up my drink and drain the last of it in one go. I put the glass back in the drink holder and push Lita off my lap. I adjust my jeans with one hand while I link my other hand with hers as I stand up.

As we’re walking up the stairs, Lita laughs and tells me, “If you had told me back in May that there would be a day when I would be making out with Sebastian Fox in front of Cruise Control, I’d have told you you’d lost your damn mind.”

“IfI’dtold you that in May, you’d already have been making out with me, princess,” I smirk at her.

“Smartass.” She rolls her eyes at me.

“See? Now you’re not trying to lure me into bed with you, you’ve stopped being nice to me again,” I laugh.

“No, I’m just preparing to make you lose your second ten thousand dollars of the day,” Lita grins at me.

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