Page 16 of The Chance
"Not this time." I sucked in my lips and fiddled with my hair. “My friend is in the toilet.”
Jack moved to the bar, ready to order more drinks, but Seb rested his hand on Jack's shoulder and squeezed. The smell of his musky cologne sent my stomach into a flip of greediness. I craved the sweet sensation of my palms dragging over his torso and stopped myself from burying my nose in the crook of his neck, just so I could get high on his ravishing scent.
"I'll get her drinks tonight," he commanded.
Jack looked back at me. "Sure, you okay with that, Lexi?"
All I could do was nod, lost in the idea that Seb was here, with me, buying me drinks. Then a few words found their way to my brain. "You can get Linda another drink, if you like?" I added while keeping my eyes fixed on Seb. The vibrations of his authority were whipping my libido into a silent frenzy.
Seb reached out, his clean nails dragged down my collar and the pads of his fingers stopped where the material joined with a button. He didn't touch my skin, only the fabric, but the act in itself made my head spin. "This outfit is something else. Whoever you were trying to impress is one lucky fucker."
The crowd pushed us together, and I instantly took the opportunity to slide my hands to his waist. "I wasn't trying to impress anyone - I'm glad you like it though."
"I do. Very much." The crystal blue of his eyes glistened under the twinkling lights.
Looking up at him, I became aware of something new, something unknown. I was drawn to him with either messy hair or neat and tidy. It didn't matter if he was primped like a city suit or a dirty farmer, I wanted him. "What's with the hair?" I asked.
"This is me, Lexi. I've been working on the farm for months now. I didn't go out much because it’s full on crazy most of the time. I was busy and didn't have the need to visit the barber’s every week like I usually do."
"I like it... and, I liked it before too."
"I like you, Lexi."
"I like you too."
"Let's forget about the drinks and go someplace else. I can catch up with my mates another time.” A flicker of impulse lit up his already dazzling eyes and a lopsided smile made my decision a no brainer.
Seven
The weight of his arm pressed down on my shoulder like a protective blanket. Nestled close to his chest, I inhaled his fresh clean scent and melted in the warmth radiating between us. The intimacy felt secure and I started to mix up lust with something more. Neither of us intended to return to the other’s house, that option had its own obvious issues - family eyes and ears.
Our quick pace was intentional as we marched in tandem, hastily locating the glitzy hotel on the street corner. I didn't even ask if that’s where we were going, I just let him lead me there. My lustful daze had thickened to a needy brain fog. Seb was my lighthouse, guiding me to the shore of temptation.
Without muttering a word to me, he checked us in at reception and ushered me into the lift. Apparently we’re spending a dirty night together in the bridal suite. No expense spared for my Mr. Cooper. Perhaps my aunt was wrong all these years, maybe farmers weren’t stingy with their money.
The crackling silence was filled with sexual promises and his amazing cologne - that heavenly scent that I now knew to be the biggest turn on, ever. Well, aside from his smile, and his wink and his beefy strong arms… and everything else about him really.
Peering up, the dark allure swirling in his eyes excited me. Volts of electric charges energised my muscles with anticipation. With his palm secured to my lower back, Seb was my power source, filling me to the brim with a frenzied hunger. He’d awoken my inner sex goddess with a nudge and squeeze of his dominant presence. When I thought about it, that side of me had never surfaced before, not like this. In fact, at that moment, I was more like a demon craving his dick rather than a serene goddess.
“What are you thinking about?” He dipped his face down to catch my eye. I laughed lightly, fidgeting with my blazer pocket.
“Cows…” I mumbled, suddenly overcome with a freaky shyness. “Did you know the average cow has around thirty-two teeth?”
“Cows… teeth?” He interrupted. “Clearly I’m not doing a good job of seducing you.” The pad of his finger tipped up my chin, so our lips barely touched, our breath mingling. “Perhaps you need a distraction from your cow fascination.”
“I’m open to a little distraction.” I breathed the words in a sigh.
A large hand slid beneath the opening of my blazer. Fingertips ignited shivers over my belly when he traced the waist band. “I can’t wait to get these off you.” He jerked my hips into the very hard bulge in his trousers. "You okay with this, city girl?"
"I wouldn't be here, Seb, if I didn't want this, or want you." I played his game, darting my tongue out until it met the seam of his lips. His body stiffened, showing a fraction of self-control as the lift doors opened.
Latching my elbow, he half dragged me to the end of the corridor and unlocked the door. "Lexi..." He rubbed a palm over his newly cut hair like he expected there to be more length. "This is just one night. I'm going back to Dublin soon. You understand that, right?"
I could feel his words sting and twist, but it didn't matter. I wanted him, even if it was only one night.
"Sure thing, Sebastian." I was a sure thing. Flutters in my chest exploded when his bottom lip drew into his mouth and he growled low in his throat. "Then let's fuck."
Prowling forward with a hunting swagger, he wore a wolfish half grin on his handsome face. The glint in his eyes made my thighs clench. I took short steps back feeling the adrenaline of his chase as he followed. "I've wanted to taste you from the second I saw this ass at the yard.” His palms landed on my hips. A hand drifted behind me and squeezed my buttocks. “Your tight little skirt and sexy high heels - so very naughty secretary.” My skin flushed when his teeth grazed my earlobe. “But this… what’s under this jacket, Lexi?" He plucked at the buttons, breaching the fabric and igniting millions of tiny explosions right through me. The air left my lungs in a shudder. He’d quickly become my Kryptonite… my Achilles heel… and possibly my 'Best Sex Ever'.
