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Sebastian glances up at the faint sarcasm in my voice. “Is there a problem?”
I meet his eyes. Even though I’m committed to getting back in Sebastian’s good graces, it doesn’t make sense for me to just move on like nothing’s happened. I’ve learned he likes it when I push back, and show some fight.
Hell, anyone would make a big deal after what he just put me through.
“Are we really just pretending the last two weeks didn’t happen?” I ask, cool.
Sebastian pauses and sets his glass down.
“That’s up to you.”
I wait, confused.
“What I’d like to offer is a blank slate—for us both,” Sebastian continues, serious. He’s clearly put a lot of thought into this, and every word is carefully chosen and deliberate. “A chance to start over. Whether you stay or go is your choice now.”
“And if I leave…” I sip my wine, studying him.
His jaw flinches with tension, but his voice doesn’t waver. “Then I’ll offer my assistance. Your debts with Nero Barretti are cleared. You can go back to America, if you wish, or stay in Europe. I’ll set you up with an apartment and income, pay for any schooling or business you might enjoy. Or…” Sebastian’s gaze meets mine again. “Or you can stay here, with me. Pursue a life here in London. But whatever you choose, it will be just that: your choice. And I will respect the outcome.”
I can’t believe it. After all Sebastian’s twisted games, it feels like a trap, but I see no sign of deception in his face.
I sit back, as if I’m mulling his words. I’ve already decided to stay and see my vendetta through to the end, but he doesn’t know that.
“And what is ityouwant?” I ask, tilting my head.
Sebastian’s eyes glide over me. “You know what I want.”
My pulse kicks at the sexual suggestion in his gaze. “Why don’t you tell me?” I murmur, my voice turning throaty.
Sebastian finishes his wine and slowly gets to his feet.
“I want you,” he says, circling the table towards me. “Down on your knees like a good girl, with that sweet mouth wide open and your cunt slick and ready for my cock.”
Oh God.
My thighs clench as his shocking words, my nipples tightening to stiff peaks against the silky fabric of my dress.
Sebastian moves closer, hypnotic. “I want you on your back, tied to my bedposts, kicking and screaming while I gorge my fill of that delicious pussy. I want you facedown, bent over this table with your ass in the air as I fuck you so goddamn deep, you’ll feel me for days.”
He’s standing in front of me now. Tilting my face up to look at him, my body shaking as I’m flooded with a twisted desire for this man.
“I want to own you.” Sebastian’s voice is thick and raw. His gaze burning into me. “Possess you. Fuck you. Claim you in every way possible, until you can’t deny the truth anymore.You’re mine, Sparrow. And you always will be.”
I shudder, filled with a bone-deep ache. I can’t remember what my plan was for tonight, or how to handle him anymore. All I feel is this overwhelming need between us, something desperate and dirty and raw.
“I thought you were a man who takes what he wants,” I manage, my breath coming fast.
Sebastian’s eyes flash darkly, then he’s yanking me out of my seat and into his arms. He kisses me hungrily, hard and deep, claiming my mouth with his, thrusting his tongue between my lips as he crushes me closer, and I sink against him, already giddy with the sheer pleasure of his touch.
God, I needed this. Neededhim.Even as I cursed his name these past weeks, I did it with one hand slipping between my aching thighs to relieve the terrible tension.
Because this is our dance. Hatred warring with passion. Self-loathing somehow heightening my pleasure. Need overcoming vengeance, just for a little while.
Sebastian tears away, roughly shoving our dinner things aside and setting me down on the table in the middle of the wreckage. He shoves up my skirt and yanks my thighs apart, sounding a low groan as my lacy panties are revealed.
“God, this pussy…” he growls, pressing me back so I’m lying there in the middle of the dinner table, under the grand chandelier. “You could give me every five-star restaurant in the world, but I’d still come back starving for another taste.”
Then my panties are gone, and just like that, he buries his face between my legs.Oh God.I arch off the table with a gasp of surprise, but Sebastian pins me down, trapping me in place as his tongue laps at me, relentless, spearing inside me then returning to swirl and press at my clit.
