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“I’m forty.”
“Whatever.” I moved to stomp my foot, but I lost my balance. He wrapped his arm around my waist and accidentally pulled me close. My breasts met the hard wall of his pecs. His hand gripped my hip.
“Do you want to know if I can kiss?”
“Yes.” I pointed to Chad. “He’s an excellent kisser.”
Sebastian’s eyes blazed as he caught sight of Chad. “Hey man, she didn’t have a ring on her finger. You’re single until you’re married.”
Sebastian moved to hoist Chad up by his shirt collar, but I wedged my way between them.
“Stop! You’re going to get us kicked out.”
He shoved Chad away and looked down at me with hard eyes. “You think he’s a better kisser?”
“Yeah, and he’s not an asshole.”
“You can be an asshole and still be a great kisser,” Sebastian shot back.
“Oh yeah? Prove it.”
Sebastian closed the space between us in response, capturing my lips in his.
His lips were soft. He tasted minty with a hint of a spicy liquor—bourbon, maybe. I hated to admit it, but he was right. Sebastian may be an asshole, but he was an excellent kisser.
He slipped his tongue into my mouth. Instinctively, I sucked on his plump bottom lip. His lips were soft and moisturized, unlike Chad’s. He tilted his pelvis toward me, and I felt his rock-hard cock press against my underwear. His hands meandered down to cup the flesh of my ass.
At that moment, part of me hated him and hated our parents for doing this to us, but part of me never wanted to let him go. I slipped my tongue into his mouth and reached around to pull him closer.
At that moment, I wanted him, and I wanted him badly. I tilted my pelvis upward, and he slipped his hands down the front of my lacy underwear, parting the opening to my damp sex with his index finger; he began to move his finger in slow, decisive swirls.
I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips. I felt as if I would explode if he didn’t take me then and there.
“Sir.”
Sebastian and I broke the kiss, a blush creeping up our cheeks as we saw two dumbfounded bouncers standing before us. I yanked my cocktail dress back down onto my thighs.
Sebastian glanced at the bouncers. “We’re leaving.”
We ducked out through the club’s back entrance.
Once in the car, he turned to me. “Who’s the better kisser?”
I shrugged, not wanting to admit it was him.
One side of his mouth ticked upward. “You don’t have to say it. You were plenty wet. Our bodies don’t lie, especially when it comes to sex. You wanted to fuck me. You can admit that.”
My eyes widened at his language. “Don’t talk like that.”
“It’s my car. I can say whatever I want.” He pulled away from the curb. “So, what if you had a little liquid courage tonight? I like this side of you. It’s different … tolerable even.”
I rolled my eyes. “The person that you and my parents expect me to be and who I actually am are two very different people. Don’t act like you don’t put on a show for your parents. I see you with your dad.” I made my voice as deep as I could. “Yes, Father. Right away, Father.”
“I don’t sound like that,” Sebastian insisted.
“You know what I mean, though, right? The person who you really are, your true self, is different than …”
“The person I am when I’m under my parents’ thumb?” Sebastian finished.
