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I immediately take his hand stepping out of the car, but suddenly I’m pushed against it, my back pressed into the door that slams shut behind me. “Fuck baby you look so damn beautiful. I should have fucked you before we left, I don’t think I can hold off until tonight.”
“Bass,” I whimper, as his hand finds the slit of my dress, rubbing my inner thigh here in the middle of the driveway, with the valet employee merely a foot away. “You’re going to have to wait, we can’t do this here baby, not in front of all of these assholes.”
He brings his forehead down to mine, nodding against me in agreement. “These fuckers don’t get to see what I do to you, but I can’t help it, I want you so fucking bad Jade.” He kisses me fiercely, his lips ravishing mine, leaving me panting and horny as fuck as he continues to explore every inch of my mouth.
“Ahem,” Ace clears his throat, Scar and him coming over to where we are, practically dry humping against the Bugatti.
Bass growls in my ear, “I swear to God man, I’m going to kill you Ace. When have I ever fucking cock-blocked you.”
I laugh, as do they, at how grumpy Bass looks, his erection visibly hard pressing against his pants. “Bass, baby, let’s go. We’re going to get escorted out if you fuck me in the middle of the valet.”
“That’s the plan baby, the quicker we get out of here,” his fingers trail under my dress, teasing me and inching closer to my entrance, “The faster I get in, here.”
“Sebastian!” I shout, smacking his hand away. “You don’t get to fuck me right now.” Ace and Scarlett laugh behind us, the valet guy still standing nervously nearby, his cheek flushed bright red.
“Fuck, that just made me hot,” Scar admits, fanning herself. “Good thing I got thoroughly fucked in the car,” she adds with a wink. My jaw drops open at her admission, and Bass looks extremely annoyed as Ace and Scar quickly disappear into the crowd entering the castle. Fuck. Now I’m also thoroughly aroused.
Bass’s lowers his head back down to mine, kissing me softly on the forehead, the gesture so tender and intimate, it warms my fucking heart. “Soon baby, I promise.”
The interior of the castle is of course more boujee than anything I’ve ever seen let alone stepped foot in. Beckett’s father is clearly fucking loaded. The line for the elevator that takes us up to the top floor wraps around the room, those ropes they use at theme parks keeping everyone in order.
“Fuck this,” Bass says, gripping my arm and pulling me toward the right corridor. “I’m not waiting in that line. I know where the service elevator is.” He drags me down to the end of the corridor, and down another long hallway, past the staff quarters, and toward a hidden bank of elevators.
“How do you know where these are?” I ask, as he continuously presses the elevator button up.
“This is Beck’s dad’s place. Well he doesn’t live here anymore, he moved back to England, but we used to hang out here a lot after his mom married my dad. They actually got married here. Henry and Eliza have some fucked up relationship, they can’t stand each other let alone be in the same room, but it’s like their aristocratic, English blood doesn’t allow them to feud. Appearances are everything,” he mocks in a terrible English accent.
I laugh, but my reply is cut short when the elevator doors open and Bass nearly shoves me inside. He presses the button for the third floor, but slams his fist against the emergency break, harshly halting the elevator's ascension.
“What the hell Sebastian?” I shout, holding myself up against the elevator railing. He slowly turns toward me, a feral creature instantly taking his place and possessing his body. He’s unrecognizable, in the blink of an eye his silver eyes turned dark as night, glaring at me with an intensity that threatens to make me internally combust. A shiver runs through me as he prowls over to me, like literally prowls like a fucking predator, a hungry, heated wolf. My alpha. He removes his coat, dropping it to the floor and quickly unbuttoning the top three buttons of his dress shirt, undoing his cuffs, and rolling his sleeves up to his elbows.
I’m tempted to drop to my knees, to cower my head, and tuck my tail between my legs at his dominance, but I’m frozen in place. He reaches a hand toward me, gripping me tightly by my neck and pulls me into him. “You know you only call me Sebastian when you’re pissed at me,” his voice dropping to a whisper as he licks his way down my cheek, biting down on my chin, “When you’re trying to prove your point,” he sucks on the sensitive skin of my neck, leaving red blemishes in a trail down to my chest. The thin straps of my dress fall off my shoulders, exposing me and giving him further access. His hand creeps under the slit of my dress, hiking it up as he spreads my legs open, all in a matter of seconds.
“Fuck,” I moan, already needy and heaving loudly just with the soft caress of his knuckles through the crotch of my thong.
“And lastly,” he mutters, gravelly against my collarbones, “When you’re crying out my name in ecstasy.” Without warning he enters me, roughly shoving two fingers in at a time, my legs instinctively spreading wider to give him better access, my groin pressing against his hand needing to find release.
“Sebastian not now, the elevator, someone’s going to see,” I cry out in between heated breaths, his fingers never once stopping their exploration of the inside of my pussy.
He bites down hard on my shoulder, making me cry out in pain, “Gah!”
“Fuck no baby, you don’t get to tell me when I can have this sweet little cunt. It belongs to me.” His thumb presses against my clit nearly making me shudder, my orgasm teasing me with its impending arrival.
I’m so hot, so wet, and so ready. “Please, baby, I need you inside of me.” I throw my head back, desperate to have all of him, his thick erection thrusting in and out of me forcefully.
“First my love, I need a taste.” He drops to his knees, hiking my dress up further, and lifting both my legs bringing them to rest over his shoulder. I’m floating in thin air, pushed up against the elevator, as he continues to push me open. One hand pushes against my thigh as his tongue works its fucking magic, sucking and licking me with vigorous agility. I hear my wetness on his lips as he devours me, his tongue fucking me with precision as he pinches my clit in between his fingers, making me cry out in pleasure.
“Gaah, baby your tongue. God I can stand here and feel it work inside of me all fucking day.” His excitement is noticeable in the way his tongue moves faster, thrusting into me with acute force, the cool metal ball of his piercing rubbing back and forth against my clit. His fingers join his mouth, fingering me with an intensity that brings me to the edge with such ease. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I’m pregnant, but I’m coming in record time, squirting into his mouth as my orgasm ripples through me. I reach out to grip the railing, my legs threatening to give out on me, aching to be set down.
“Sebastian,” I whimper, “I can’t stand up.”
He lowers my legs down slowly, one at a time, his arms gripping my waist as he steadies me on my feet. “Yes you can baby.” He watches me with adoration as I try to compose myself after that crippling orgasm.
“You taste so fucking good baby, so sweet. My own personal delectable dessert.” He kisses me brutally, letting me taste just how sweet I am against his lips, the gesture making me wet and ready once again.
“It’s my turn baby,” I whisper, trying to get down to my knees but he stops me.
“Oh I’m nowhere near done baby.” He releases me, stepping back to unbuckle his pants and yanks them down below his knees along with his underwear. “Now I’m going to fuck you, thoroughly fuck you like you deserve for making me crave you so badly. For teasing me with this dress and looking so fucking beautiful.”
