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Reaching between us, I unbutton his jeans and tug the zipper down. My hands are shaking.
He exhales harshly and closes his eyes. “This isn’t what I planned for tonight.”
“Me, neither.” I reach inside and grip his shaft, so hot and smooth and massive. My forehead falls to his chest, my breaths sawing in and out of me.
When I drop to my knees in front of him, Sebastian groans. “Georgia,” he protests weakly, before helping me lower his pants and underwear enough that I can grip him with both hands. The moment I take his cock in my mouth, he lets out a curse.
He’s incredibly big. So big it stretches my mouth to take him inside, the salty taste from his tip leaking onto my tongue. I close my eyes and suck for about four milliseconds before strong hands grip me under my shoulders and haul me up. I’m carried across the U-shaped kitchen and planted on the edge of the opposite counter. Sebastian’s kiss is feral as he reaches under my dress and tears my thong off like it personally offended him.
He spreads my thighs wide and with shaking hands, hunts through his pocket for a little foil packet.
“Not what you planned, huh?” I say, my fingers working to unbutton his top.
“Always be prepared.”
“Boy Scout,” I answer with a breathy laugh.
He tears the packet and rolls a condom over his huge girth. I don’t even know if it’ll fit, but I’m sure as hell willing to find out. My heart pounds in my ears as I finally manage to unbutton his shirt. His chest is glorious, muscular, and solid, with coarse hair across his pecs and diving down a straight line between the hard pack of his abs.
Pushing the shirt off his shoulders, I let out a frustrated noise until he helps me tear it off. Fabric rips. Sebastian’s eyes are wild. His jeans and underwear are hanging off his muscular thighs, right below his heavy, bouncing, sheathed erection.
He tugs me to the edge of the counter and lines himself up, gripping my hips. His gaze cuts to mine like it hurts him to look away from my core. “Do you want this?”
What? “What?”
Hard fingers sink into my hips, gripping me so tight I know it’ll leave marks. I’m so far gone, even that turns me on.
Sebastian’s eyes are wild when he speaks. “Tell me now if you need me to stop. This doesn’t go any further than what you decide, Georgia, but I want you so much I’m not thinking straight.” He closes his eyes, sucking in a hard breath. “I need you to tell me if you want to stop.”
This man is a colossal idiot, and I think I might be in love with him.
I curl my hand around the nape of his neck and stare into his savage blue eyes. “If you don’t shove your cock inside me in the next three seconds, I’m going to slap you.”
He exhales, closes his eyes, then shoves his cock inside me. I moan. I fall back against the upper cabinets while he grabs my waist, positioning me where he wants me on the edge of the kitchen counter. He impales me in one long, slow, inexorable thrust. Nothing has ever felt this good.
He pulls out almost all the way, then thrusts back in even deeper. My brain falls out of my skull. My insides get rearranged. My body turns boneless. Another hard drive of his body into mine, and I see stars.
Something snaps between us. Sebastian’s movements become brutal and beautiful and perfect, piercing me over and over while he holds me spread open for him. Then I’m picked up and my legs wrap around his waist on instinct. He shoves me up against the nearest wall, his hands on my ass spreading me wide, and impales me again.
I moan. I bite his shoulder. I scratch his bare back. He grunts with every punch of his hips, his belt jingling between us. My arousal leaks onto my thighs, his thighs. My vision turns white.
The orgasm that blasts through me rips my breath away, and all I can do is cling on for dear life. Sebastian empties himself inside me with a roar, pinning me against the wall as he gives me one last savage kiss. My feet fall to the floor, and I cling to Sebastian’s shoulders for support, robbed of all speech.
Later,we eat delicious steak and drink the rest of the bottle of red wine. My brain takes its sweet time returning to my head, but I decide for tonight, I can function without it.
21
SEBASTIAN
Moonlight beams sliceacross the carpet in my bedroom, bathing the room in a silver glow.
Georgia smiles at me and lets out a happy sigh. “Well. That was fun.”
My lips twitch. The woman doesn’t exactly know how to stroke a man’s ego after he’s done his best to make her experience nirvana. It was a hell of a lot more than just “fun.” But the softness in her eyes and the way her fingers trail across my chest tell me more than her words.
“Sorry about the mattress on the floor,” I say. “I haven’t had time to shop for furniture. I swear I’m civilized most of the time.”
“Debatable.”
