Page 57 of Finally Forever
“From what I heard, yes.”
He nods, and his posture relaxes. “Good. We take that seriously.”
“I know.” A warm smile tugs at the corners of my mouth. “That’s when you dared me to move. We were in your room and flirting, and my toga wasn’t on all the way. It led to more flirting, which led to you caging me in the corner of the couch and daring me to make you move away.”
“Why did you want me to move away?”
“Because I didn’t want to do something we’d regret, or that would get me in trouble with Harper. She was entitled, controlling, and I catered to her back then.”
“I don’t like this girl, Harper.”
“You didn’t like her back then, either.”
“Because I liked you?” His gaze holds mine.
My smile curves into a frown. “I don’t know if you liked me at first. I don’t know what you wanted with me. Maybe you were experimenting or curious. I never asked.”
He shifts his weight and sits back, putting distance between us, though it seems unintentional.
Afraid he’s closing off from me, I bring the topic back to the dare. “You asked me to make you move away, and I did… by kissing you. That changed everything.” My mind returns to that exact moment. “I licked the seam of your lips, and you lost it. You grabbed me and pulled me onto your lap and warned me that if I didn’t want to make out, I needed to tell you because you’d never wanted anyone as badly as you wanted me.”
“What did you say?” he whispers.
I clear my vision of the memory with a blink and notice he’s leaning toward me again.
Slowly, I sit up, baring my breasts, and close the distance between us, my lips a breath from his. “I said, ‘Me neither.’ Then I did this.” I improvise and lick his bottom lip, testing his response.
He doesn’t react at first, just holds still.
I do it again, my heart racing as desire courses through me. When I ease away slightly, he catches my chin and pulls me toward him for a searing kiss. It’s hot, wet, and consuming in the best way. I love the taste and feel of his tongue. I love his hand on my chin. I push up to my knees and wrap my arms around his neck, soaking his shirt.
In the next instant, I’m hoisted from the tub and positioned on his lap, straddling him.
I love when he does that.
Naked and dripping all over his clothes, I press myself as close as possible to Sebastian and rub my clit against his bulging pants. The friction is delightful, but I’d rather feel him.
“Take off your clothes,” I murmur between kisses.
“Fuck. You surprise me.”
I grab the hem of his sweater and hoist it over his head, his tan skin and abs a feast for the eyes. “I love your body,” I say, getting my fill.
He groans and stands, taking me with him. I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him as he carries me out of the bathroom and lays me on the bed. I should be cold. My nipples are beaded but from desire. I’m burning for him.
Sebastian stands between my legs that hang over the bed at my knees, his gaze traveling up and down my damp body. “You are a fucking vision.”
I raise my arms for him to come to me. “Sebastian, please.”
“So fucking sweet.” He doesn’t realize he’s repeating words he’s said to me in moments like this in the past. He undoes his pants and lets them drop to the floor, freeing his erection for me to see. He strokes himself a few times, watching me as I watch him. No blindfolds this time. Progress. Right?
I lick my lips, desperate for his nearness and whatever he’ll give me. When I attempt to sit up, he shakes his head.
“I’m going to devour every inch of your sweet little body, starting with these.” He bends over me and licks, then bites my nipple, causing me to fall onto the bed with a moan. “Then I’m going to fuck this tight pussy.” He trails a hand to my core and runs a finger up my slit. “My girl is soaked for me. I like that.” He teases my clit, drawing another moan from me, and dips his finger inside before raising it to my lips. “Taste yourself.”
This is new. I’ve tasted myself on his tongue before, after he went down on me. This is hotter and kinkier, and I like it—a lot. I open my mouth. When he slips his finger inside, I suck on it like I would his dick.
“Fuck, baby. You surprise me.”
