I gave in, before I giggled and pulled back, considering there were about fifteen other people crammed in the elevator with us.
“Um…do you not see we have an audience?” I murmured toward his face that gleamed with a smirk he couldn’t seem to shake.
“Can only see one thing, baby.”
Was I too old to swoon?
Apparently not, because my knees knocked, my insides quaked, and a rush of lightheadedness swayed through my senses.
Light.
Light.
Light.
He gave it to me when I should be drowning in dark, lost to the fear of my past catching up to me. But no, this miraculous man held me close. Lifting me up before I crashed to the ground.
The elevator stopped at seven different floors before it finally opened to the top floor.
Yes, I counted.
Sebastian tipped his head at the attendant, rushing us out into the foyer and to the double door. With the hand clutching Kallie’s monkey, he fumbled with the key card, refusing to let go of my hand. He managed to swipe the card and buzzed us in. One of the doors swung open, and he swiftly turned, mouth back on mine as he dragged me into the immaculate room.
Even though he was kissing me mad, I couldn’t keep one eye from opening and peeking at the opulence around us. “Oh, wow,” I mumbled as he pulled me deeper into the living area. “I think this place is bigger than my house.”
And my house wasn’t exactly small.
Or modest.
But this suite made it look like a dump.
Sebastian pulled away just enough to survey the space.
The luxurious living area was decorated in whites and blacks. Dashes of royal blue were strewn about, giving it a splash of color. A large U-shaped couch sat in the center of it, surrounded by plush lounging chairs set up in front of a TV that took up most of one wall, while a formal dining room set for eight took up the back side. There was a bar that wasn’t so mini and an office area. A wall of two-story windows looked out over the strip, a breathtaking view of city and sky.
Our attention was drawn to a winding staircase that led upstairs to what I could only assume was the bedroom.
His demeanor turned predatory, a gleam of grey and a twitch of his body. He reached out and touched my face. “Gonna fuck you everywhere in this place. On every surface. In every room.” He edged in, breath whispering across my face. “And then I’m going to do it again.”
He set the monkey aside, tossed the keycards down with it, then lifted me, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist.
I had on a pair of short cut-offs and my boots.
Yeah.
I’d worn them for him.
I knew he liked the shorts, the boots, loved the way his gaze trailed up and down my legs every time I wore them.
He crossed the room and set me on the edge of the glass table, let his hands go trailing up and down my thighs as he rubbed his heavy cock to my center.
I purred as he cupped my neck in both hands, kissing me slow.
“Been too long, baby. I want to tear into you. Tonight I’m going to devour every inch of this sweet little body.”
“Like you haven’t already?” I nipped at his mouth, my insides turning molten, his fingers like fire.
I’d done things with Sebastian I’d never dreamed of doing with another man. Let him fill me, explore me, and fuck me every way. Let him touch me in ways I’d thought were dark and ugly and depraved.
But, no.
It was pure, unbridled pleasure.
A candid trust.
A beauty found in the rawness, and a bond found in the vulnerability.
“Like I could ever get enough of you,” he murmured back, rough, just as rough as his hands as he tugged me closer.
Knuckles rapped at the door.
Sebastian looked to the high ceiling and let out a strained groan. “Shit.”
Laughing, I pushed him back. “We need to get going anyway. I don’t want to be responsible for making you late.”
He pressed a closed-mouthed kiss to my lips.
“Later,” he promised.