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“What about you?”
“Mostly business,” he said. “Steele Realty keeps my father and me busy.”
“Are you going to take over when he retires?”
“That’s the plan. I’ve spent my whole life preparing for it.”
I looked around the penthouse. “Business seems to be going well.”
“It is,” he replied.
His gaze dipped to my mouth. Despite myself, I felt another rush of desire. Kissing Chad in the club was nothing when I compared it to how I felt when Sebastian looked at me. My eyes drifted toward his lap.
He cleared his throat.
“What are you thinking about?”
“Nothing.”
“Liar.”
I finished the glass of water. “I need more water.”
“Thirsty much?” he teased. I blushed at the double entendre.
His baritone timbre sent a gush of desire between my legs. I looked at him in the chair and longed to see the chiseled muscles beneath his clothes. I squeezed my thighs together, imagining what it would be like to have him inside me.
“Show me?” I pleaded. I didn’t want him to think he was taking advantage of me. I wanted him to know that I had desires of my own. I wasn’t drunk, not with alcohol, at least.
Sebastian arched a brow.
“I want to see it.” My eyes traveled below his waist, and his hand moved to his belt. More than anything, I was curious. People always made such a huge deal about sex. The fact that I had never slept with anyone infuriated me. It felt like I was letting my parents win. But between graduating early with a double major and opening The Cookie Cove, I barely had time to breathe, let alone find someone intriguing enough to sleep with.
But now, Sebastian was here, and he was shirtless. My breath hitched in my throat. His green eyes were liquid with desire, and his chiseled abs were made with a sculptor’s precision. While his abs lived up to the hype, I wanted to see what the rest of him was all about.
“I need to hear you say it.”
“Show me,” I whispered, my voice saturated with anticipation.
“Say the word.”
His deep voice shook me to my core. I felt my nipples harden.
“Your cock.”
Sebastian leveled me with a devilish grin. He slid his belt from the loops of his slacks one by one, never breaking eye contact as he unbuttoned his pants. We both knew that nothing between us would ever be the same.
Chapter 3
Sebastian
Wemovedourfestivitiesto the bedroom, and I locked the door behind us.
She inched closer to me, capturing my lips fiercely.
With a deft hand, she reached down and freed my cock from my boxers, working her hand up my shaft. She fumbled a bit at first, but soon, she was working her hand along my dick with captivating ease.
“Fuck,” I hissed.
