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“Someone needs to teach you a lesson.”
“Let me guess,” I answer, breathless, glancing over my shoulder. “That someone is you?”
Wicked light glints in his eyes. I like this game.
I don’t remember the last time sex felt fun, naughty, and thrilling. I’ve never wanted to give up control to a man as much as I want to give it up to Sebastian. We sit in the building that will become my new business, and I willingly and joyfully hand over my power to him.
Whatever exists between us is so raw and complicated that these games only serve to bring it to the surface. He plumps my ass and gives it another smack, and I let go of the barbed wire blanket I’d wrapped around myself. I can give up control when we’re like this, hand myself over to him on a silver platter, and I somehow know that piece of me will be cherished.
All these years between us, and he’s the only man with whom I’ve felt safe. He’s the only person that has stripped me bare, all the way down to my soul, and loved every part of me.
That’s why it hurt so much when we broke up the first time. For him to ask to marry me felt like a betrayal of that precious trust between us. I thought he understood me, but he got down on bended knee and proved that he didn’t know me at all.
Is it foolish to think this time could be different?
My phone rings just as Sebastian’s hand moves from the pink, stinging skin of my ass cheek to the damp gusset of my panties.
I groan, staring at my purse. The phone shrieks again. “I should get that,” I say. “It could be one of the artists I’ve been trying to work with.”
Sebastian straightens my underwear and tugs down my dress, then helps me to my feet. The fabric of my dress rubs against my sensitive skin, and blood rushes to my cheeks. Is it wrong to feel so excited about this?
His hand remains on my waist as I find my balance on trembling legs, then moves to my cheek. He gives me a long, languorous kiss while my phone howls from my bag. Finally, when the phone stops ringing, Sebastian lets me go. His eyes are heated, carnal, and if I stare into them for even a second more, my clothes will disintegrate.
I dig the phone out of my purse and stare at the screen. “It’s my sister.”
A buzz, and a couple of photos come through. Flooring options.
I’m still turned on, my mind reeling, my ass smarting, and Sebastian is staring at me like he’s a wolf and I’m a very tasty lamb.
“I should call her back.”
Sebastian nods, and someone knocks at the door. While I’m on the phone with my sister, he strolls over and unlocks to door to let Grant in. I turn away from them, because I know I’m blushing hard. I stumble through a conversation with my sister, approve her choice of flooring, agree to pick up her kids from summer camp, and frantically try to smooth the wrinkles in my dress. When I hang up, I see the two men watching me.
“Yes?” I ask.
Grant clears his throat. “I just wanted to double-check that you are okay with Sebastian taking point on this project. Like I said, I can shuffle things around, but…”
“No,” I blurt. “Sebastian is fine.”
Behind Grant’s back, Sebastian’s lips curl into a wicked, delicious smile.
The men get to work,and I walk on wobbly legs into the sunshine outside. I put a hand to my forehead and let out a deep breath.
“Everything okay?” a voice asks behind me.
I turn to see Mia in the doorway of her barbershop, and I give her a bright, slightly manic smile. “Everything’s fine!”
“Have you met our new landlord?” she asks, brows lowering.
I nod. “He seems…serious.” A bit protective, although maybe that was just some macho-male posturing in front of Sebastian. I haven’t actually seen Desmond since the dinner at Taqueria.
She snorts. “He seems like a total jerk. The first time I met him, he didn’t even say hello, how are you, nothing. Just marched into my barbershop and told me the rent was going up. Then today, I caught him walking by the shop and peeking through the door. Like he was rubbing it in my face.”
“Really?”
“Really! I wanted to smack him.”
“Men often have that effect on me.”
