“That’s so good,” Serfina said.
“It really is. I’ve never tried it before.”
I hadn’t tried many cocktails. It was bad enough that I was a lightweight as it was, and I knew I wouldn’t need many to get me drunk. This last year, I’d been able to do these things and get drunk without having to worry about it. I never touched a drop in Leeds. It wasn’t worth the risk with Jason.
“Girl, when we get back to London, we’re going to hit up a cocktail bar so you can try every single one.”
“I love the idea, but I would be wasted after a few. Not to mention probably throwing up with mixing them all.”
She screwed her face. “Please, that’s a myth. I’ve never been sick mixing my drinks.” She took another sip.
“So,” I said. “What do you think about me going back to university?”
Her eyes widened, and a smile curled on her lips. “What’s got you thinking about that?”
“With everything that’s happened, now I’m settled and happy, I’ve been contemplating it more.”
“Aria, you do what’s best for you. Don’t let anyone stop that.”
Serfina’s phone started ringing, and she pulled it out.
“It’s Hayden. He’s probably found the bags I didn’t tell him about.” She laughed. “Hello … yes, I know. Fine.” She clicked thephone off. “He said if I don’t tell him where everything is, he’s just going to leave it.”
“It’s fine. Let’s go back up.”
We both polished off our Bellinis and made our way out of the bar.
I decided to let Serfina and Hayden sort her bags out by themselves. After placing the card over the door to unlock it, I stepped in and made my way to the bedroom to make sure I had everything packed.
Sebastian was sat on the bed, and he soon stood, making his way over the moment he saw me.
“I’m so sorry I left. I came back, and you were gone.”
“I went to see Serfina, and we had a quick drink at the bar. Apparently, we needed to try the Bellinis before we left.”
He placed his hands around my waist. “There was a client from work who was nearby, and it made perfect sense to get him to sign the paperwork whilst I was here rather than have him travel to London. I should have said instead of rushing out. I’m sorry.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck. “It’s ok. I get it. I know you’ve got a lot on when we get back.”
“I have, but I shouldn’t have done that to you.”
“Forget it. Let’s just enjoy the time we have left.”
He softly kissed my lips. “You taste like peaches,” he said between kisses. “I want to taste like you.”
His words sent that instant heat to my core as he cradled the back of my head, his lips devouring mine as he guided me back to sit on the edge of the bed. My pulse quickened as my breathing became shallow. I could never get over how handsome he was.
He found the hem of my jumper, lifted it, and threw it to the floor. He rested his hands on my jaw as he bit my bottom lip, forcing a whimper to escape from me. His kiss was needy anddesperate as my hands found his belt buckle, unclipping it to free his long length. Taking hold, I started stroking, and he let out a growl that vibrated through my senses as my arousal leaked out. “I can’t wait to enjoy you.”
He grabbed my waist, throwing me into the middle of the bed, and I let out a little shriek. My pussy ached to be touched by him. He ran his fingers under the waistband of my leggings and knickers, then pulled them off in one go.
Positioning himself, he spread my legs open, biting his lip, then met my eyes.
“Look how wet you are for me.”
Heat radiated through me, sending a spark down my spine. My body screamed his name as he traced his lips over my lower stomach.
He flicked the tip of his tongue over my clit, causing my hips to arch as I let out a moan and fisted the blanket. Gently, he started to suck, and I felt the pressure of two fingers enter me.
