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Willow wagged her tail enthusiastically when the vet tech brought her into the lobby. Sebastian ran to her and she to him, the happiest of reunions for them both. The man really had a soft spot for the women in his life.
Willow spotted me next, coming over to greet me as the vet explained to Sebastian how the overnight observation had gone. They ran another lab panel this morning and everything checked out fine, deeming Willow well enough to go home where she'd be happiest.
I sat in the backseat with her, buckling her in to make sure she was safe. When we returned home, Willow bolted toward Sebastian's mom's cottage. She waved to us as she let Willow in the door.
Sebastian chuckled. "I guess we know who she loves the most."
I patted him on the back. "She loves you; she just knows where the good treats come from."
"Mom does spoil Willow like she's the firstborn grandchild."
I hefted a shoulder. "In some ways she is."
Sebastian finally glanced at me, a storm brewing in his expressive eyes. "Are you going back to your painting?"
I bit my lip playfully. "I was thinking about it. Or..."
He stepped closer, his hands branding my hips.
I inhaled sharply. "I could be convinced otherwise."
He stepped a leg between mine, spreading me open for him.
I placed a hand on his rock-hard chest. "But we'd have to be quick."
His eyebrows nearly flew off his forehead. "Oh, yeah, and why is that?"
I went up on my tippy toes. "Because I've got work to do." Then I planted my lips on his.
In a matter of seconds, Sebastian had me in his arms and halfway down the hall. I looked around when I realized we weren't going to his room.
He pushed open my door with his foot and then closed it behind us. He surprised me by walking right past the bed and setting me down on the dresser, crushing me again with his lips. I draped my arms over his shoulder as he grinded into me. We were both very ready for one another. This seemed to be a permanent state of being, for me at least.
Sebastian slid his hand down the front of my leggings, finding me slick with need.
As his hand teased my entrance, I sucked and nipped on his neck. I tilted my hips forward, encouraging him closer. To help ease the ache between my thighs.
But I wanted more of him. I wanted to see all of him. I unbuttoned his shirt, my arousal increasing with every inch of skin revealed, as he dragged a finger inside of me. My thighs tightened around his hand and Sebastian chuckled.
Once I managed the last button, I struggled to remove his shirt from his shoulders while keeping myself upright. I gave up that task, planting one hand next to me, steadying myself with my left hand as my right hand traced the dips in his rock-hard abdomen.
Suddenly he inserted another finger, and I rode his hand hard, but it wasn’t enough. “I need your cock.”
“You’re so hungry for my cock, baby.” He palmed me, grinding against the slick evidence of my need for him.
I nodded and started trying to remove his jeans. He must have taken pity on me because he helped out, and soon his jeans fell toward the ground, and he lined himself with my entrance.
He pushed in just a little, enough to make me whimper. He smiled devilishly as he pushed further, taking me inch by inch. I stretched to accommodate him, and I moaned in delight, my head tilting back as the delicious sensation of him in me erased all other thoughts from my mind.
Sebastian pulled back and slammed into me, and I silently thanked him for purchasing sturdy furniture. Certainly a dresser of lesser quality would crumble. He fucked me frantically, then slowed to a teasing pace, driving me half insane. I shifted my hips, a silent request for more as he dropped his hand between us.
“Patience, baby. You have to be patient.”
I shook my head, my hair falling across my face. “No time for patience.”
One of his hands wrapped lightly around my neck, with just enough pressure to drive me over the edge as he pulled almost all the way out and then slammed back into me. His other wrist dug into that crook where my waist met my hips.
I felt pressure building inside me, and still I was impatient for more. Always more with him. “I’m almost there.”
