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“I can’t… it’s too much.”
“You can. I want another one. Touch yourself,” he demands.
I hold his gaze as I snake my hand between our bodies and circle my clit with my fingers. His eyes drop from mine as he looks down to where my fingers play.
“God, that’s hot.”
My fingers brush against his hard cock as he moves inside me and that familiar ache in the pit of my stomach starts to build again. Seb’s breathing has become ragged, and his thrusts faster, telling me he’s close. Knowing I am too, I increase the pressure on my clit, and when I feel him swell inside me, I come hard, Seb following my lead. My orgasm crashes into me, and it’s a good thing he’s holding me as there’s no way I’d be able to stand right now.
I drop my head onto his chest, and he presses a kiss on my wet hair. When we’ve both caught our breath, I lift my head.
“I think you broke me,” I tell him sleepily.
He chuckles and gently pulls out of me. “Can you stand while I get rid of the condom?” I nod and unfold my legs from around him. He lowers me to the ground, keeping his arms around me when my legs shake. “You good?”
“Yeah. I’m good.”
He leaves the shower, and I watch him through the glass as he removes the condom and wraps it in a tissue before tossing it in the trash. His body is a work of art, and I can’t drag my eyes off him. I might have told him earlier that whatever this is between us is just sex, but I’m beginning to wonder if I’m kidding myself. We have a connection, and not just a sexual one. I can’t help but wonder if he feels it too and that’s why he’s reluctant to start anything. I know he doesn’t do relationships. I hope I can keep my feelings for him in check. If not, I know for sure I’m going to end up with a broken heart because there’s no way I can walk away now.
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
Seb
Ican feel her eyes on me as I clean up. I can’t deny how incredible having her in my arms felt, even though I know I shouldn’t be here. I’m just blurring the lines of friendship but it seems I’m powerless to stay away. When I’ve tossed the condom in the trash, I go back to her, turn off the water, and scoop her bridal-style into my arms.
She giggles. “What are you doing?”
“Taking you to bed. I figured your legs might not carry you.”
“I think you’re probably right.”
She shivers in my arms as the cool air of the bathroom hits her wet skin. I grab a towel off the heated rail and drape it over her. “Better?”
She nods. “Thank you.”
When we get into the bedroom, I lower her to the ground next to the bed and take the towel, wrapping it around her. While she dries off, I go back into the bathroom and get a towel for myself. She’s under the comforter by the time I get back, her eyes closed and her arm up and over her face.
“You’ve definitely broken me,” she mutters. “I think I lost count of how many times you made me come.”
I smile and sit on the edge of the bed. “Three, but I’ll be going for four next time.”
Her arm falls from over her face and she opens her eyes.
“Four!” She sits up, and the comforter falls off her, revealing that she’s naked underneath. My eyes drop to her perfect tits and my cock twitches underneath the towel. “You’re trying to kill me.”
I laugh. “Death by orgasm. I guess there are worse ways to go.”
She laughs too. “I guess there are.” She looks down at the comforter, her fingers pulling on a loose piece of thread. “Are you… staying?” she asks, her eyes full of uncertainty when she finally looks up.
“If that’s okay.”
“It’s okay.” She pulls the comforter back and pats the space next to her. “We should get some sleep. I think Nash wants to head back first thing in the morning.”
I stand and drop the towel, sliding into bed next to her. “Come here,” I tell her, opening my arms. She hesitates for a second before moving across the bed and pressing her body against mine. I wrap my arms around her, and she drops her head onto my chest. My fingers track up and down her arm as I hold her.
“What did Jackson want earlier?” I ask quietly. I shouldn’t be asking, but I can’t stop myself.
She lifts her head and looks at me. “Umm… he asked for my number.”
