I saw him listening intently, a slight frown on his face. I wondered what on earth Nicole could be saying to him.
“You don’t want me to use her?” he said, glancing towards me. “Well, Nicole, I was planning on taking her to bed and using her in ways that aren’t even mentioned in the Kama Sutra, but now you’ve told me that, I think I should go take a cold shower instead.”
I snatched the phone back, glaring at him. Sebastian just smirked at me.
“Sorry about that, Nic!”
There was a long silence at the other end.
“Nic?”
“Fuck me!” she said, breathlessly. “Don’t be sorry, Lee. That is the hottest thing I’ve heard in years. He sounds like a sex machine! Look, I think you should write a sex manual with this guy, but you’ll have to take photographs… lots of photographs.”
I laughed. “I’ll get back to you on that, Nic.”
At which point, restive and impatient, Sebastian started untying the straps of my bikini. I tried to shoo his hands away, but it was awkward, what with trying to hold onto my phone and continue the conversation. I gasped as he tossed my bikini top onto the floor and massaged my nipples with his fingers.
“Oh my God, Lee! Are you guys doing it right now? Can you put the speakerphone on?”
“I’ll have to call you back, Nic,” I said, breathlessly.
I cut the call while she was still yelling, and launched myself at Sebastian.
My phone clattered to the floor, and one part of my brain was already assessing what damage that might have caused; but the greater part of my brain, by far, already had Sebastian stripped and ready for action. My fumbling fingers had to play catch up but, even so, my tackle had knocked him backwards onto the bed.
I straddled him and pinned his wrists back with my hands, my mouth crushing his, my breasts forcing themselves into his chest.
He could easily have overpowered me, being about fifty times stronger than I was, but he seemed content to let me have my wicked way with him. I had some serious catching up to do, and he had rain checks that needed cashing.
Our tongues were gliding together, our teeth clashing, and I could feel Sebastian getting aroused beneath me.
He sat up suddenly, cradling his arms around my waist, as mine flew up in surprise. He kissed my neck, running his hot tongue over my throat.
“You taste like the sea,” he murmured, “and your skin smells like sunshine.”
He ran his fingers up my back, and let them tangle in my hair, pulling my face down to his.
“I want to be inside you, Caro.”
I smiled against his lips, and then rolled off him, scooting down to the bottom of the bed.
“Raise that glorious ass,” I said, tugging on the hem of his board shorts.
He grinned at me and lifted his hips off the bed. I pulled off the shorts, threw them behind me, then sat back to enjoy the view.
His legs were long and tan and muscled like a runner; his thighs and hips pale; and his rich, pubic hair was light brown. My eyes wandered up his body, taking in his erection that hovered above his tight, toned stomach, where his skin turned to gold again. He propped himself up on his elbows and smiled at me, his head on one side, as if he was asking what I found so fascinating.
“You’re so beautiful, Sebastian. I love to look at you. I love to see you like this, when it’s just the two of us. Why does it feel so right?”
He shook his head slowly.
“Maybe it was just meant to be. I mean, shit, could we have had any more challenges thrown at us?”
I could think of one big challenge that we still had to face, but I refused to let that spoil the here and now.
“We’ve certainly had our share,” I sighed.
He sat up and held my cheek with his hand.
“Don’t be sad, Caro. We’ve got our second chance… or maybe we’re on our third… I kinda lost count already.”
“That is very true.” I laughed lightly. “Now you seem to have a very desirable hard-on there, so what say we have some fun with that?”
“I’m all yours.”
I grinned and jumped off the bed. “Are the condoms in your toiletry bag?”