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“I have clothes, including a few spare shirts in the car. I’ll change when we’re there.”
“You do?” Puzzled with why he had a change of clothes, I followed him out of the restaurant. We stood beneath the awning as the valet located his car.
“I always have a change of clothes in case I need to head straight to the bar from the gym.”
“That makes sense. I’m getting the impression that you practically live there.”
“It’s definitely my second home.”
Once we were settled in the car, Sebastian blasted the heat. He pulled around to the other side of the parking lot and stopped on the side of the restaurant. “I’m going to park here for a minute to change my shirt. My bag is behind your seat.” He reached over and grabbed it. “Is it okay if I change in front of you?”
“You’re soaking wet still. You don’t need to ask my permission.”
He removed a white folded shirt from the bag, then tossed it on the back seat. “Making you uncomfortable on our first date isn’t on the agenda.” He winked at me, and I was pretty sure I melted into a puddle.
“I’ve seen plenty of men without a shirt on. For instance, at the lake.”
“You have a point, but those guys aren’t on a first date with you.”
He removed his shirt and tossed it over his shoulder. I sank my teeth into my bottom lip as his well-defined, broad shoulders narrowed down to a slender waist, the contours of his stomach muscles looking incredibly yummy. I wanted to lick my way straight down to the sculpted abs that led into his jeans, the thin strip of hair guiding the way. His arms flexed as they moved, pulling on the clean shirt. I shifted, thoroughly enjoying the front-row seat. My thighs clenched as I pretended not to ogle him, but dear god, I was. I definitely had a date with my vibrator once I got home.
“Sebastian,” I said, my body consumed by a hunger overtaking any logical thoughts. He turned to me, and I leaned over the console and pressed my lips to his, my hands roaming over his chest, feeling the heat radiating through his clothes. He responded eagerly, his hand tangling in my hair as our tongues intertwined in a passionate dance. A guttural moan escaped his lips as he attempted to get closer.
“Damn console,” he grumbled.
“I can solve that problem.” I gave him a wicked little grin as I hiked up my dress to my thighs, then crawled over to his seat and straddled him.
His pupils darkened with need as his cock pushed against my core. Sebastian’s hands gripped my waist possessively, pulling me closer as I moaned softly, the heat between us becoming more and more intense. I reached down, my fingers brushing against his rigid length through his slacks, and he shuddered at my touch.
“I want you,” I whispered, leaning down to press my lips to his ear, my breath hot and heavy. “I need you.”
He groaned, his eyelids fluttering shut as he thrust up into my hand, his hips bucking against me.
“Ella,” he moaned as our bodies melded together. The hunger inside me intensified, and the wetness of my desire seeped through my thong.
I leaned forward, my nipples brushing against his chest through the material of the dress.
With a growl, he lifted me just enough for his hand to slide around my thigh and cup my ass.
He thrust upward, our bodies grinding against each other as his tongue swept over mine. Sebastian slid his fingers between my legs and massaged my clit through the thin fabric of my thong.
“You’re so wet,” he said, his voice low and husky.
“Oh, god that feels so good.”
I moved against his hand, desperate to have more. As if reading my mind, he slid my thong out of the way, exposing my sensitive skin to his touch.
He slowly eased a finger inside me, matching the rhythm of my hips. The sensation was overwhelming, pushing me to the brink of ecstasy.
My breath hitched as his piercing gaze locked with mine.
I couldn’t hold back my moans as he added another finger, stretching and building the tension within me. His lips trailed down my neck, leaving a trail of fiery kisses that left me gasping for air.
“Be a good girl for me, Ella,” he whispered huskily. “Cum for me and mark me with your scent for the rest of the night.” A shiver ran through my body at his command.
I grabbed his biceps and dug my fingernails into the corded muscles. “Sebastian.” I leaned forward, and my lips grazed his ear as I exploded, trying not to scream his name.
“That’s my girl.” He removed his fingers from my drenched pussy, then slowly licked them clean.
