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Sebastian lets out a deep exhale, storming around the edge of the desk and jerking the bench I’m sitting on to the side so he can crouch in front of me. “I am sorry, Scarlet. I should’ve believed you helped me in the gauntlet, and I shouldn’t have pushed you over that edge. It was wrong. Can we please bury this?” Sebastian moves even closer until his legs brush mine. “I need you to understand something,” he says, his voice low. “I felt it when you were scared. I know why you’re upset, but I didn’t have a choice. Had I done anything less drastic, the crew wouldn’t have believed it.”
He takes my hand, his thumb grazing over my knuckles. The contact sends a little thrill up my arm.
“What are you saying?” I ask breathlessly.
“I’m saying, I care about what happens to you. More than I should.” His eyes burn into mine.
My heart is racing now. The air between us feels electric. He leans in slowly, giving me time to pull away. But I don’t. His lips meet mine, firm and insistent. The kiss deepens and I slide my hands up his chest, tangling them in his hair. He pulls me tighter against him with a low, throaty groan. Heat pools in my core and spreads through my veins. I fist my hands in his hair as his tongue slips over mine, tasting and claiming.
“I’ve missed kissing you,” he growls against my lips.
“It’s only been a day or so. Don’t be needy,” I tease, as his hands slide underneath my shirt. His calloused fingers leave trails of fire on my skin. I arch into his touch, need pulsing between my legs and growing stronger by the second.
“Tell me to stop.” He nips at my jaw, and my neck, and kisses away the sting. “Tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll stop.”
Tonight’s the moon phase… It might be the last chance we get before my mark returns. When I don’t, triumph flashes in his eyes. His hands latch onto the thickness of my thighs as he hoists me from the bench and sets me on the edge of the desk. Sebastian doesn’t waste a moment, claiming my mouth in a bruising kiss as his hands work at the buttons of my shirt. I fist the fabric of his and he chuckles, breaking the kiss just long enough to rip it over his head.
The warmth of his skin presses against mine and I melt against him, feeling his hands roam down my sides with a feather-light touch. The hard evidence of his arousal strains against his leather pants. I rock my hips against his and his jaw flexes.
The button of my pants gives and his hand is there, drawing the heel of his hand over the more sensitive part of me. It’s not enough. I need more.
“So wet for me already,” he rasps, biting my lower lip. “Just from a kiss? And you call me needy.”
His fingers stroke teasingly, circling that sensitive spot that makes sparks explode in my vision, and sends a jolt of pleasure through me. I gasp, digging my nails into his shoulders.
He kisses me again, tongue tangling with mine as he slides two fingers into me. I cry out at the intrusion, at the fullness, and clench around him.
“That’s it,” he praises, pumping his fingers slowly. “Take it all, darling.”
The pet name only makes the ache coil tighter, like molten desire flooding my veins. He curls his fingers, stroking that spot deep inside, and white-hot pleasure erupts through me.
I moan his name, rocking against his hand, chasing that feeling. His thumb finds my clit, rubbing quick, tight circles in time with his thrusts. The dual sensations spiral out of control, pressure building and building at the base of my spine.
“Come for me,” he growls into my mouth.
My release crashes over me in a tidal wave of ecstasy. I cry out, convulsing around his fingers as the pleasure rolls through me, endless and deep.
Sebastian doesn’t stop, drawing out my climax until I’m boneless and limp in his arms. Only then does he slide his fingers from me, bringing them to his mouth. His eyes close as he sucks them clean, a low groan rumbling in his chest. My mouth gapes. Did he…?
“Delicious,” he purrs before kissing my cheek. “I’m not sure I’ll ever get over the taste of you.”
Which is why we don’t hear the door open.
“Oh!” Smee’s startled voice breaks through the haze. “I didn’t realize you two were... Wow.”
Sebastian’s cheeks take on a pink tinge as he smiles at me, running his tongue over his lower lip like he intends to savor every drop. My entire body has become a statue and when Smee clears her throat, I jolt, buttoning the buttons of my shirt and quickly putting myself back together. I scoop up his shirt from the floor and toss it at him, then plaster on my best smile as I turn to Smee.
“I’m so sorry,” I say. It’s all I got.
“The door locked,” he explains casually. “We were just passing the time until you got back to let us out.”
Smee raises an eyebrow. “Yeah, I can see that.” Her gaze travels over our disheveled state.
I smooth my rumpled shirt self-consciously.
“Well then,” Smee says after an awkward pause. “I’ll leave you to... whatever that was.” She grabs the stopper and props the door open before stepping back into the hallway, but Sebastian stops her.
“I should go,” he murmurs to me, stealing one last searing kiss.
