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“Well,” I said awkwardly. “Those are totally normal reactions to meeting someone for the first time. But we could skip the wondering part and you could just do it.”
Amusement twinkled across his gorgeous features. “I don’t know. I kind of like seeing you squirm. Are you wet for me, Kenzie?”
The sound of my name on his lips was sinful. I swallowed. “I can think of a way for you to find out.” Realization hit me like a hammer to the head. He was only in control as long as I waited for him to act. But I could see the thirst in his eyes. I could sense how desperate he was to do this, too.
I summoned up every ounce of nerve I had and grabbed his wrist, yanking it up so his palm was cupping me between the legs. I instantly felt how wet I was as he pressed my panties against me. I felt something really witty and badass on the tip of my tongue when I saw his eyes widen in surprise at my sudden boldness. Whatever perfect line had been about to come out lost its footing in my brain and stumbled out as an awkward wiggle of my eyebrows.
Sebastian’s lips curled up at the corners. He deftly slid my panties aside and slid his fingers against me.
Everything became a white-hot blur after that. My head pressing against the door and my mouth open wide as I gasped his name. His fingers sliding into me, curling like he was beckoning me to come for him—to give him the orgasm he demanded with every deft movement of his long fingers.
I bucked my hips toward him, all senses consumed by the search for friction and heat. My eyes squeezed shut until stars danced across my eyelids. My hands ran down across his smooth, muscular torso and then found the satisfying shape of his biceps. I gripped him there, gasping as he stopped using his fingers and started grinding himself against me.
His pants came off at some point and I watched long enough to make sure he put the condom on. After that, I closed my eyes again and rode the wave.
He’d been in control when he was using his hand on me. The moment he started rubbing his length against me, all semblance of calm left him. He was pure desire. Liquid lust.
I threaded my fingers behind his neck and wrapped my thighs around his waist for leverage as he pounded against me, bumping our bodies noisily against the door. I wondered if my legs felt as good around him as he’d been imagining a few minutes ago.
He reached down and slid himself inside me with an effortless motion.
Apparently unsatisfied with the explosive pleasure I was feeling, he reached down and put his palm on my belly, lowering his thumb to circle my clit while he drove himself into me again and again. An orgasm ripped through me so suddenly and so without warning that I actually bit down on his shoulder to stifle my moan. “Oh, fuck,” I gasped.
Sebastian grunted along with me, never slowing his pace. I lost myself in the movement, matching my heavy breathing with him and pulling on his body to drive him deeper inside me.
I couldn’t say how long passed. He drove me to some sort of sexual nirvana until it felt like my thoughts were floating in a sea of glorious nothingness. I was weightless, just a speck of dust getting carried on a tsunami of pure white ecstasy.
I dragged my awareness back to the present when I felt him tense suddenly.
He let out a low gasp into the nook of my shoulder. His body spasmed a few times, then he relaxed and gently eased my legs down. Neither of us moved or spoke for several long moments.
His breathing slowed to normal much faster than mine, and he finally lifted his head, meeting my eyes. “I hope you’ll leave a positive review,” he taunted.
“You know,” I said, breath still coming in heavy gulps. “It’d be easier to just give the speech next time if you want good reviews.”
“But less enjoyable.”
I smiled a little. “Right, well…” I shimmied, tugging my dress down and finding my panties, which he’d thrown to the floor at some point. I’d gotten so wet they were probably ruined, and opted to toss them in the trashcan nearby instead of walking around the convention the rest of the day with them on.
Sebastian was already putting his clothes back on. All it took was one sweep of his hand through his hair and the man already looked put together again. I, on the other hand, was going to need a mirror if I had any hope of hiding what I’d just done.
Once he had his tie tightened around his neck, he reached for the door without a word.
