Page 9 of Strings
“If this were an Olympic event, I think we’d get the gold,” he says, slightly breathy.
“Think? We’d totally have gold. It’d be a new event called obstacle course pair’s race.”
“Exactly.”
We make it to baggage claim rather quickly with Bella nowhere in sight. He checks an overhead monitor that looks like it’s showing stock exchange information rather than baggage carousel numbers, and holds up four fingers to me as I stand helplessly by the escalators, not knowing what to do next. Everything is so new to me.
We get to carousel four and it’s empty. “Oh my God, did someone steal my shit already?” I ask, placing my hands on my hips.
He stares at me for a moment then runs his fingers through his hair. “I don’t know what I was thinking. It takes forever for them to unload the bags. We really didn’t need to rush, although it was fun.”
“Oh. So I’m good?”
“No one stole anything.”
I bite my lip as he furrows his brows. I can tell he’s trying to figure me out. I’m an idiot. Why would anyone steal my bags? This is an airport not a back alley. I need to think before I open my mouth from now on. We stand there in silence for several minutes until an angelic voice breaks the quiet serenity.
“So… where did you two meet?” I hear her before I see her.
“Bella, really? Come on. Give me a break.” I glance over to him as he faces her. He’s clearly agitated by her. Can’t she see he’s not into her? Really… this girl needs to salvage what’s left of her pride and move along.
“What’s the big deal? It’s not like we have anywhere to be right now. Surely, your girlfriend would love to brag about how you two got your start.”
I spin around to get a good look at her up close. Yep. She’s gorgeous like a model. She must have some serious personality flaws for Bash not to at least want to do her once.
“Not that it’s any of your business, but we met at the hospital,” I add, hoping I can make something good up fast.
Bella frowns and gazes over to Sebastian. I take a quick look at him and he seems skeptical about where I’m going with this story. Shit, what if he isn’t a surgeon after all?
“Um, Sebastian was visiting a friend and I was visiting a sick aunt. I rounded the corner too fast and plowed right into him.”
“She knocked me off my feet immediately,” he adds.
“And I’ve been making his knees weak ever since.” I reach up and touch his cheek before I use my knee to tap his and make him wobble.
“That’s… boring.” Bella crosses her arms.
“Well, you know me. Boring Sebastian. That’s what they call me.”
“Oh, stop,” I add lovingly. “There’s nothing boring about you, especially when you kiss me in that spot that drives me wild.”
I place my hand on his chest and step a little closer to him. He tries not to smile as he looks down to me and gently rubs my back. “You do like my lips there, don’t you?” He’s playing along well. I think we should kick this up a notch.
“It’s more your tongue, but your lips are perfect too. Those soft little kisses on my inner thigh… And when you trail your tongue up to my pussy and suck on my clit?” I let out a small moan. “It’s so hot. We should hurry home, so you can eat me out again. I’m getting wet just thinking about it. I love the way you make me cum over and over and over.” I gaze up into his eyes and watch him take a deep breath. He nods like he can’t speak. I turn to face Bella. “He has great lips, wouldn’t you say, Bella? I heard you kissed him. Too bad he didn’t kiss back.”
Her cheeks flush red and I grin.
Leaning toward her I whisper, “He tells me everything. Usually after we’ve fucked like rabbits.”
“Classy. Excuse me.”
I wave and step toward her as she walks away from us. “Tah, tah! Nice to meet you!”
I laugh heartily. “That should make her leave us alone.” As I face Sebastian again, I notice his eyes seem to be lingering on my thighs.
“Too much?” I ask, bending slightly to redirect his gaze.
He clears his throat and stuffs his hands into his pockets as he glances at something on the ceiling. “No. It was… I mean… I think you…”
