Page 34 of Sebastian

“Show me,” she insists, her desire for the truth undiminished.

Her request is simple, and I’m more than willing to comply. I lead us back inside, up the stairs, and into the guest bedroom that still reeks of Gio’s alcohol and vomit. She pinches her nose as she makes her way to the closed drapes to peek through them.

“He needs to clean up after himself.”

“You’re not wrong. But he’s a sad drunk, so I cut him some slack,” I admit, following behind her as she marches out of the room to breathe. With her tangled hair, Quinn’s makeup, and her hands on her hips, I can’t help but chuckle at her glaring expression.

“This isn’t funny, Sebastian. I don’t normally have sex in public. And this is almost making me regret it.”

Regretting having sex with me is the last thing I want to hear. I take a step closer to her, unable to resist the urge to touch her when I tug lightly on the belt of her robe.

“Hey, I’m sorry about what happened. And if it makes you feel better, it’s not in public but on my property.” An exasperatedhuff leaves her petite body. “I’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to you.”

She softens a little, but her guard remains up.

“How are you going to do that?”

Without hesitation, I swoop down and pick her up, catching her off guard. She lets out a started shriek before giggling at her overreaction as I stride down the hall to my bedroom. With Gio firmly scolded and several doors down from my suite, privacy won’t be an issue.

“I’m going to give you what I promised downstairs before we got sidetracked.”

I close the door with my foot and lock it before carrying her into my expansive bathroom, where a quiet “wow” slips past her lips when she looks around. I set her down and cross the marble floor to turn on the shower and body jets.

“This is very nice.”

Her eyes roam the room until she sees her reflection again and frowns. I grab two wash towels from the cabinet and place them beside her. She rewards me with a smile and gets started on her face. I grab more towels and a couple of condoms and put them on the chair next to the shower entrance, fully intending to join her as things keep derailing my plans for us. I’ll be damned if that tiny bit of hot tub sex is all we do today. She has no idea what I’m capable of, and I plan on showing her before one more interruption happens.

She has most of her makeup off when I return to her side. She can work on the rest in the shower with me. I snuggle up to her, my head dipping into her neck and kissing her chlorine-scented skin as my hands stealthy unknot the belt at her waist.

“Move. You’re in the way.”

I find it amusing since removing her makeup is not a priority, but having sex in the shower is.

“I’m not in the way. You’re in my way.”

My timing is perfect as the robe falls open, revealing her beautifully snug pussy lips under a trimmed blonde landing strip.

“I have it on firm orders to show you a good time, and I intended to do that right now.”

She’s grasping at the lapels, trying to close the robe but failing as my hands are already cupping a breast and petting her soft folds.

“Your friend is just down the hallway and?—”

“Trust me, he can’t hear us, and he won’t interrupt. Now let me make it up to you in the best way possible.”

I level my gaze with her in the mirror. Her hands stop fighting with the robe, debating on surrendering to the pleasure I’ll bring to her.

“Don’t you dare lie to me.”

Her guard is back up when faces me. I cross the bathroom to close and lock that door as an added safeguard. When I return, I waste no time going after what I want. I pick her up and plant her on the counter, kneeling between her legs before grabbing her ass and scooting it to the edge.

“Sebastian.”

I flash her a knowing grin at her startled response and then flatten my tongue against her smooth skin. She is already wet, and I give myself a high five in my head for having this effect on her. Her fingers weave into my hair, guiding my face further into her flesh, and I fucking love it. I doubt she’d hesitate to ride my face if I asked.

“Oh, right there.”

Her voice is breathy as she widens her legs, placing her heels on the edge of the counter and opening herself up to me. It’s a goddamn beautiful sight and one that’s making me diamond hard again. I alternate with long licks to her entire seam and short flickers to her clit. She prefers one over the other, pushingme to remain on her clit, but I refuse. Part of the fun is delayed pleasure, and I’m a master at teasing that way.

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