Long after Sunny was coming down from her climax, Seb continued to lick, savoring the spiciness of her arousal, already addicted to having his mouth on her. Like he was a gentleman, he let the material snap back into place, though the crotch was now soaked, and he smirked. He leaned in and kissed her mound and rose to his fuller height, licking her taste from his lips. Seb helped Sunny down to stand, then helped her step into the sweatpants.
She snuggled into his chest when he rose again. “When do I get to be that generous, Sebastian?”
“When you’re my wife. Park your little butt. Breakfast is getting cold.”
“Whose fault is that?” she huffed, partly smiling through her blush as she slid onto a chair he held out for her. He noted Sunny was staring at his bulging crotch as he grabbed their plates. Smirking, he loved turning his girl pink and shy.
“You gonna deny me my dessert, huh?” he asked, sitting beside her.
She buried her head in the burrito, but he heard her mumbling. “Nope.”
Another smirk twitched his lips, eyeing her like a snack. She was so fucking gorgeous. He was impatient for everything and more from Sunshine, and he’d had to hold himself back from pushing her too far. “I thought not. Eat your food, Sunny.”
“Is it crazy that I’ll miss this little house?” she sighed at the front door a while later. Seb had already loaded their stuff.
Nah, Seb got it. He was feeling melancholy as fuck at the prospect of having to take Sunny home when he’d die a lucky man having her all to himself for the rest of forever.
“This isn’t a long-stay place, baby.” He told her, a hand on her lower back so he could lock up behind them. Sunny stayed close, holding the corner of his cut absently. “But I’m gonna have you at my place a lot, so it’ll still be like wehave a quiet spot.”
“Really?”
Seb drew her close and let his head hang low to look Sunny in the eyes.
“You ready to tell me you’re mine yet?”
She grinned. “I’m considering my options right now.”
All he heard was that he had to make her come much more if she was still in the consideration stage.
Once she was seated on his bike, he clipped the half helmet under her chin.
“I’ll let you into my secret, sunbeam. I’m ready to move you to my place today. You tell me you’re mine, and I’ll make it happen.”
The world seemed to stop spinning on that discreet bumfuck street as they stared at each other, and his heart was clutched in her tiny hand.
Nothing had felt righter than those words he’d just said.
When Sunny stared, she seemed to come out of her shocked trance, and she pursed her lips at him, tutting. “Look at your jokes. Be careful, Mr. Priest, before I take you up on everything you’ve said. Including the wife thing. Then where would you be? Stuck with a clinging wife, that’s where.”
Sign him the fuck up.
He was ready to call Pastor Danny to bring his marriage book.
As soon as he was settled on the seat, Sunny nestled into him, two puzzle pieces perfectly made for each other, and he covered her hands with his palm.
“I wasn’t joking about that either.” The engine roared, and he spoke to her through the two-way helmets.
His girl poked fun and badgered him to go faster the entire way home. She was a menace for speed and was beaming when he stopped outside Hawk’s house, which had a high brick wall around the property and anelectronically controlled iron gate. Seb pressed the call button, and the gate opened.
Before Sunny could skip up the front steps, he took hold of her waist, turning her to face him. “Before life kicks in again,” he started, “You don’t wanna say you’re mine yet, I get it. But two things you should know. I already know you’re mine. It’s inevitable. And I’m yours, Sunshine. That comes with knowing I’ll be a vicious fucker if people don’t understand that.”
“You’re such a tough talker.” She teased, leaning into him, and Seb was ready to swoop down and take her mouth when he heard.
“When you’re done being Don Juan,” Hawk said gruffly.
Sunny reacted by gasping at being caught in a man’s arms. But seeing as that man was Seb, and he’d been the only man destined ever to hold her, he didn’t react and kept a tight grip on her waist as he faced her father.
“We were just headed in,” he told the other man as Hawk gave him the dead stare he was known for.
