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“No.” I sighed and wiggled my hips in his lap.
“Let’s get you to ballet, then we can go home.”
I leaned back and pushed my bottom lip out, pouting. “Fine.”
Sebastian groaned and caught my lip between his teeth gently. “Mm, you’re killin’ me, baby.”
“It goes both ways.” I pulled my head back and lifted my head, giving him my throat.
His tongue ran up my neck, and he nipped my chin. “Ballet. Then home.”
I slid off his lap, standing on the seat and then hopped down. “Let’s go.” I crossed my eyes and giggled.
He slid off the table and took my hand, walking with me to the arts building across the campus quad.
I could feel people watching us, and I felt giddy that my mate told me no. He wasn’t putting on airs or treating me like a broken doll.
Sebastian made me feel alive and elated!
He walked me into the building, to the dance studio, and then into the locker room. He sat on the bench while I opened my locker.
I put my backpack inside and retrieved my dance belt, leotards, and shirt.
Warm hands slipped under my shirt, holding on to my waist, and I leaned back into the touch. Sebastian held me up and pressed a kiss to my back.
“You’re making it difficult to get dressed.” I playfully admonished him, and he cleared his throat.
“You’re right.” He licked the same spot. “I should behave.”
My body shook with quiet laughter and I peeled my tee shirt off, replacing it with my tight tee for dancing.
“I like how that hugs your body.” His voice deepened. “Though I think it would look better on the floor.”
“Good sir.” I turned to face him. “Are you flirting with me?”
“Can’t slip anything by you.” His hands moved up my body, and his thumbs brushed against my nipples, making them tighten.
“Hmph.” I narrowed my eyes. “I’m watching you.”
He motioned with his ring finger for me to come closer. I bent down, and he pressed his lips against my ear. “We could sit across from each other on the couch and stroke ourselves to see who breaks first.”
“F-f-f-u-u-uck.” I shivered. “Now. Now.” I stood back up and felt his fingers unbuttoning my jeans. “Bastian.” My voice dropped an octave, and I saw goose bumps on his skin.
“C’mon, baby.” He pushed my pants down my legs. “You need to get dressed.”
“You’re killin’ me.” I moaned.
“Paybacks.” He chuckled and let go of me.
Sixteen
Sebastian
I watched his body shiver and smiled bigger. He huffed in frustration and stepped out of his shoes and pants, leaving them on the ground.
Next, he pulled out something that reminded me of a jockstrap. “What’s that?”
“A dancer’s belt.” He stepped into it and adjusted his erection, turning back to his locker. Showing me his pale, full ass cheeks in a thong.
