Page 86 of Sebastian's Baby

She stares at it for a few seconds, then gasps. “You’re inviting me to go to Gabriel and Ariana’s wedding on the tenth?”

“Yes, if you want to come?” I smile at her, pretty certain I can guess her answer.

“Um, fuck yes,” Lita says quickly. She turns bright red and says in a more composed tone, “I mean, that would be lovely, thank you.”

I laugh again and echo her phrasing. “Yes, that would be lovely. Can you fly on Friday night again?”

“Shouldn’t be a problem,” Lita smiles.

“What about the flight back? Can you take Monday off work, or do I need to get you on a late night or early morning flight out?”

“I’ll check at work next week. Oh my god, what am I going to wear?” Lita moans and indicates to her baby bump.

I look over her naked body, thinking again that she should never wear clothes. “You should wear exactly what you’re wearing right now; it fits you perfectly.”

“You’re an idiot; I’ll have to find something to wear.” She rolls her eyes.

Heather might be able to make something for her, but I don’t want to get Lita’s hopes up in case she can’t, so I just say, “I have an idea.”

I roll over and grab my phone off the bedside table, then open my messages with Heather and send her one.

Lita’s coming to Gabriel and Ariana’s wedding, but she doesn’t have anything to wear because of her bump. Any chance your talented ass could make something for her?

“What’s your idea?” Lita asks.

“I’m asking my lover something,” I say cautiously, then smile as Heather’s reply shows up on my screen.

My talented ass is going to be owed one huge favor since I’m already busy making dresses for the wedding. Give me her measurements ASAP because I have ZERO TIME to make this happen.

“Feel like wearing a Heather Fletcher original to the wedding?” I ask Lita.

Lita’s mouth drops open. “Are you fucking for real, dude?”

“Yes, I’m fucking for real.” I laugh and pull her into my arms. “Heather just said she’ll make you a dress if you send her your measurements. I’ll even help you take them.” I place a hand on each of her breasts. “Okay, more than a handful. Now, this will be very useful information for Heather.” I give her a wicked grin.

“I’m sure it will be.” Lita reaches between us and places her hand on my cock. “Also more than a handful. I should probably let Heather know that too.”

“Now, princess, it doesn’t matter how many handfuls it is, just how many mouthfuls. Are you planning to get yourself twenty thousand dollars tonight or not?” I raise an eyebrow at her.

“Why, yes. Yes, I am,” Lita laughs.

I roll onto my back and open the timer on my phone, starting it as she wraps her lips around me. It feels amazing, and I bite my lip as I watch her bobbing up and down on my cock. She’s making a very good effort, and I can’t stop myself from moaning in pleasure as the ecstasy from what she’s doing hits me.

She goes so long that I think she might actually manage it, but just after seven minutes have passed, she pulls me out of her mouth and kisses her way up my stomach and chest until she reaches my face and kisses my lips. I place my hand on the back of her head as I kiss her thoroughly, and when our kiss ends, she looks at me eagerly.

“Did I do it?”

“Sorry, princess, it was a good effort, but my money is safe today. You did manage seven minutes and two seconds, though. It’s a new record, well done!” I laugh.

“Hey, don’t count me out yet.” Lita laughs with me. “I’ve still got until midnight to get your twenty grand. Although my jaw is killing me.”

I kiss her again, then she rests her head on my chest. I wrap my arms around her and gently stroke her back, enjoying the feeling of holding her until I realize that she’s fallen asleep. I pull the blankets up over us so she doesn’t get cold and send a reply to Heather.

I’ll get the measurements before I leave Seattle. You’re the best.

I laugh when I see her reply.

Yeah, yeah. I know. People pay good money for my designs, you know. Should we discuss compensation now or on delivery?

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