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As soon as the others had left, he turned to me with a smirk. “Look how lucky I am,” he purred, taking a step towards me.
“Don’t even think about it,” Carter snarled, popping his head into the room suddenly and throwing what looked like a shoe at the back of his head.
Sebastian growled and glared at him, rubbing the back of his scalp.
“Don’t make me tie you up,” Carter insisted, still staring at Sebastian with distrust.
“Fine,” he sighed, rolling his eyes. But noticeably when Carter left, he didn’t make any more moves toward me.
He knew from experience that the guys didn’t joke around when it came to tying people up.
“I’m claiming your pussy,” he growled as he slowly stripped his blood-covered shirt off in that hot guy way they all had, slowly revealing a set of chiseled abs and chest that made me want to get on my knees and beg to be able to touch him.
His smirk told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me.
Sebastian undid his jeans and slid them down his legs, and it was official—my panties were soaked.
His dick was peeking out the top of his tight gray briefs, the head already glistening with precum.
“I think I need a shower too,” I murmured as I stripped off my shirt and then my pants, and he blinked, a wicked smile sliding across his beautiful face.
“I think so too. They won’t be able to get mad at me for that.”
“I agree,” I said, nodding my head seriously as I slid out of bed in nothing but my bra and underwear.
He pursed his lips and looked panicked for a second before he bolted over to me and scooped me up in his arms.
“So, you guys think that I’m well enough for an orgy, but I’m not allowed to walk? Not sure that makes sense,” I teased as he carried me towards his bathroom.
“It makes sense in my head,” Sebastian answered with a laugh. “Evidently my dick thinks your perfect pussy is much more resilient than the rest of you.”
I reached down and slid my hand into his briefs, grabbing his dick.
“I’m glad your dick feels so confident.”
He gulped and stopped walking, a dazed look falling across his face as I continued to run my hand up and down his length.
“Are we going to...shower?” I asked, when he still hadn’t moved.
“Oh yeah,” he asked in a rough voice. “The shower. That’s where I was going.”
I laughed and laid my head down in the crook of his neck, breathing him in. I could smell dust, gunpowder, and salt from his sweat. But through it all, I could still smellhim.
My favorite.
Still holding me, he reached into the cavernous shower and turned on some of the shower heads.
And yes, I said some—because like all the other showers in this penthouse, Sebastian’s shower had a million features.
I’d been showering in this place for a while now, and it still took me some time to figure out how to turn on the features I wanted.
Perhaps, because I didn’t shower by myself very much.
He pressed a soft kiss against my shoulder as we waited for the water to warm up. I realized I was still gripping his dick and I slowly released it, pressing against his chest for him to let me down.
Those briefs needed to come off after all.
He slid me down his body and watched me with glittering, feverish eyes as I grabbed onto his waistband and slowly moved it down his legs, my tongue moving down his cock as I did so.
