I take the containers to the kitchen, but curiosity gets the best of me while I wait for Sebastian. Peeking inside one of the containers, I spy a large slice of chocolate cake, and my mouth waters.
Shortly after, Shadow comes trotting over, and I stroke the fur on his head. Sebastian follows closely behind and walks towards me.
I watch as he gets closer, and when he stops in front of me, I slice off a piece of cake and hold out the spoon for him. He takes it from my hand, and I pick up the other spoon I’d grabbed and slice myself off a piece. The rich chocolate cake melts in my mouth, and I have to stop myself from groaning out loud.
Only the light from the foyer lights the open area of the penthouse, and it feels almost romantic standing here with Sebastian in the dim light, sharing a piece of chocolate cake. We make it through three-quarters of the cake before putting our spoons aside.
Gazing at Sebastian, I spot a bit of chocolate smeared on the corner of his mouth. Without a second thought, I reach up and laugh as I swipe the chocolate away. Only the sound dies when I get caught in his stare.
Desire burns from his eyes, and his nostrils flare.
My hand still rests on his face, and he wraps his own around the back of my neck. I suck in a breath before he leans down and presses his lips firmly to mine, his tongue teasing the seam of my lips, seeking entry.
I open for him, and his tongue darts into my mouth. Soft and teasing at first, but it soon turns fierce and demanding, stealing any and all worries of this being a bad idea.
Sebastian spins us until my back meets the bench, pressing the length of his body against mine. His tongue lashes against mine, tasting of chocolate and red wine, and I moan into his mouth at the flavour.
Sliding my hand from his jaw to his hair, I wrap my other arm around his waist, pulling him against me so I can feel every inch of him. He groans and rocks himself into me, his hard length pressing into my stomach.
Sebastian abruptly rips his mouth from mine, and I whimper at the loss.
“Shit, what are you doing to me?” he asks, resting his forehead against mine.
“The same as you do to me.” My words are breathy, and I barely recognise my own voice.
His eyes flick between mine, and one of his hands comes to rest on my jaw. He swipes his thumb across my lips, and then his mouth is on mine again.
This time it’s different. Somehow, it’s both soft and hard. Deep and delicate.
I can feel his energy flowing into every part of me like we were always meant to be like this.
Sebastian lifts me, and I automatically wrap my legs around him, letting him take all of my weight. With my dress pooled at my hips, only the thin material of my underwear separates me from the large bulge pressed right against my core.
He turns for the hall, and I gasp as the movement causes me to shift against him. I slowly roll against him as he carries me down the hall, chasing the foreign feeling that’s sending sparks of electricity straight from my core to every other nerve ending in my body.
Sebastian groans into my mouth, and he pulls me even tighter against him.
My back bumps into the wall as Sebastian works on getting the door open, but then we’re moving again.
It’s mostly dark inside, but the city below shines a dull light through the open curtains. Enough for me to make out we’re in Sebastian’s bedroom.
He lays me on the large bed, and I prop myself up as he starts unbuttoning his shirt, not taking his eyes off me as he does. Dropping it on the floor, he undoes his belt and the button of his pants before crawling over me and sealing his lips against mine.
He breaks free from my mouth to trail kisses along my jaw and up to my ear, nipping my earlobe before placing an open-mouthed kiss on the delicate skin just behind my ear, and I sink my fingers into his hair again.
Sebastian continues to trail kisses down my neck, nipping at the skin every so often, only to soothe the sting with his tongue.
Using one of his hands to hold himself up, Sebastian reaches down, sliding his other hand up my thigh, dragging my dress along with it.
“Sebastian.” His name leaves my lips on a breathy moan.
He responds by grinding himself against my core, letting more of his weight settle on top of me. His hand skims over the front of my underwear, dipping down until his finger presses against my entrance through the material.
My breathing picks up even more, and he drags his hand back to the waist of my underwear, only for him to dip inside and follow the same path back to my core.
His fingers glide easily through my folds, and I shiver with the feeling of his touch on my bare skin, his thick finger circling my entrance once more—this time with nothing to stop him from being able to press inside me if he wanted to.
Sebastian breathes into my neck, the hot air burning my skin.