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We settle into the couch, me lying with my back to his chest, our legs intertwined.

“I can handle it,” I say.

“Can you, now, Lily?”

Sebastian runs his fingers over my boobs, making my nipples perk up at the contact.

I took off my bra earlier when I got back. Relaxation at home always calls for the most comfort.

It’s nothing relaxing about the touches from Sebastian, though.

I turn around, placing my legs on either side of him as I press him down into the cushion.

I kiss him, groaning against his mouth when I feel his hard length against me.

“What do you think, Lily? Should we fuck in this apartment or the penthouse first?”

I’m going to burn up from his words alone.

“Here.”

I drag my hands under his shirt, feeling his muscles before I move further down.

When I get to the waistband of his pants, he grabs my hands, stopping my movements.

Then he flips us around, leaving him on top.

“I was just getting to the good part,” I murmur.

Sebastian chuckles before his hands continue their own exploration.

We’re both eager to explore each other, fighting for contact as our tongues work together.

“Clothes off,” he says, sitting back and dragging off his own sweater.

I lay there watching him, which makes him take matters into his own hands, not happy with my strip tempo.

He stands up and drags my pants off, which makes me laugh.

“Eager are we?” I tease him, enjoying the show as he pushes down his own pants. When he takes his boxers with them, leaving him completely naked, I’m the one who feels the need to speed things up.

Fuck, he’s perfect.

I grab my top, take it off and toss it to the floor. Sebastian leans down, his hand going around my backside, before he lifts me.

I wrap my legs around his back, loving the feeling of my bare chest against his.

I’m happy to have my thong still, considering I would spread my wetness across his stomach from my arousal.

Something tells me he wouldn’t mind.

“Yes, I’m dying to be inside you.”

I lean down and kiss him as he carries me to the bedroom.

He puts me down, lying on top of me, before his fingers go inside my thong.

“Fucking perfect,” he husks before he starts fucking me with two of his fingers.