Her back arched off the bed, her fingers scraped against his scalp, and her thighs tightened around his neck. Sebastian inserted two fingers. Her hips bucked and her body shook.
"Uuh,
gawd
.
Here I come."
The dam broke. Sebastian replaced his fingers with his tongue and she rode him until her body couldn't take anymore. He watched her as waves of pleasure racked her body and her face contorted with the throes of passion. He had her. She was his, even if only for this one night. He would not take it for granted.
Sebastian crawled back up her body as she settled, placing little kisses all over her sweet, dewy skin.
"I'm a mess without you, Red." He licked across her ribs and she shuddered.
"Don't say that," she muttered.
"I can't sleep," he kissed her stomach. "I don't eat well." He nipped at her belly button. "You're
an outy
."
Mariss laughed. "You've spent the last few months trying to ruin me, Sebastian."
"Yes. It didn't work though. I only succeeded in ruining myself." She caught his head in her hands and pulled him up to look her in the face. "You like to touch my hair," he pointed out.
"Yes. It's soft and I like the way it hangs in your face when it's wet."
Sebastian grinned. "Ah. Yes. Come get in the shower with me and I can remind you just how much you like it."
"I remember. You have guests."
"They're Hellena's guests and they'll leave." He was quiet for a moment. "Hellena probably kicked them out already. She's not banging on the door anymore."
"She's probably listening." Mariss went quiet. Her eyes bore into his as he stroked the side of her breast with his thumb. "Sebastian…"
He knew where she was headed and he wasn't ready to deal with that. Not here, and not now. Especially when he was finally about to give them what they both wanted so badly.
"Don't," he said. "Just don't."
"We need to-"
Sebastian put his finger over her lips. "No. Not now. We'll talk about it, but later, yeah?"
Slowly, Mariss nodded.
"Good. Now, are you going to come in the shower with me?" He winked and she grinned.
"I miss the inappropriate Sebastian who says ridiculous stuff like that."
"I was trying to be appropriate for you."
"Well, I don't like it."
"Fair enough."
Sebastian slipped off the bed so he could get the shower started. He waited long enough to make sure the water was warm,
then
he went back to Mariss. She sat on the end of his bed and had put his dress shirt on with it buttoned half the way.
"I was cold," she shrugged.
"You could have just come in." He scooped her up off the bed and carried her to the bathroom. "No need to be so coy."
"I'm not being coy."
He kissed her lips to silence her. "You are." Sebastian grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it over her head. "Better. Get in."
Mariss turned and he gave her bum a little smack before he joined her.
Joy and Sorrow
Mariss tied her hair up with a rubber band she had around on her wrist. Then she flung her arms around Sebastian's neck and kissed him so passionately he forgot where he was. He backed her against the far wall and lifted her leg so her foot rested on the bench that ran along the back side of the stall.
"I need to get a condom," he growled against her lips.
"I'll be okay."
"Are you sure?" he asked, a little unnerved.
"Yeah.
I'll be fine."
Sebastian nodded. Wasting no more time, he pushed slowly inside, savoring their first proper union. "Jesus, Mariss," he hissed as she took all of him. She gasped against his shoulder, her teeth grazing his skin. His body welcomed hers, joining like they were always meant to be one.
"Oh, my god."
Sebastian was in ecstasy. He had to take a minute to control himself before he lost his balls just from being inside her. He pressed her back against the wall.
"I want to watch you," he said to her quizzical look. Sebastian pulled out and slid back in. Mariss grunted. "Did I hurt you?"
She shook her head. "You're just big. You bumped me. I'm used to it though." She winked.
Sebastian frowned. He bumped purposefully against her cervix again. "Oh, you mean that?" He pulled out and went back in hard. Mariss cried out, but her face told him not to stop. "You like that, yes?"
"Yes," she panted. "Please."
"What happened to 'Don't rush'?"
The corner of her mouth quirked up.
"I've changed my mind."
Sebastian held her against the wall and slammed his hips against hers in an attempt to crawl inside her. He wanted every bit of her that he could get in the time they were allowed. He propped his foot on the bench for a better angle.
"I'm so close," she moaned.
Sebastian chuckled and licked water from her shoulder. "You're so easy, Red."
"I've wanted you a long time, Bassy." She made a soft squeak when he changed angles again.
"You fought me a long time."
"You know why." She glared at him from beneath hooded eyes. Sebastian slowed his rhythm. He pulled all the way out of her. "No!"
"I want to hear you beg." Her eyes flew open. "You didn't think you'd get off
scott
free after all you put me through, did you? Beg me for what you want."
"I want you inside me. Please, Bassy. I need you. I need this."
Mariss slid down the wall to sit on the bench. Her hands trembled as they stroked his length. And then he was in her mouth. He hit the back of her throat and groaned.
"Bloody hell.
Mariss, stop."
"Beg me."
Sebastian made a startled sound before he pushed her away. "I won't make it if you keep that up." He pulled her back up to her feet. "You don't play fair."
"Neither do you."
He grinned. "I never said I did."
Sebastian grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close for a kiss. With his right hand he lifted her leg over his hip. He was inside her again a second later and took up a rhythm that left them both breathless.
"I won't last much longer," he gasped with her pressed close to him. Her nails dug for purchase against his skin.
"I won't either.
God, Bassy."
Her teeth bit down on his shoulder.
Sebastian's body convulsed once as his release overtook him. Joy and sorrow danced together within him at what they'd just created. His mind and body pulled him in two different directions, and he thought maybe this was how it was supposed to be. If this was the love everyone spoke so highly of, he knew it had the power to both lift him up and destroy him completely. In that moment, he thought he could be okay with either outcome.
Mariss made that long, low moan that told him she was about to come. Then her muscles clenched around him and the moan rose to a higher pitch that was like music to his ears. They stayed pressed against each other for a long moment. The water coursed over them, but somehow, Mariss kept her hair dry. Sebastian's dripped in his face.
"Come on, sweetheart."
He turned off the water and wrapped Mariss in a thick towel before getting one for himself. He followed her into the room where she collapsed on the bed. He lay down next to her and pulled her under his arm so she was
laying
on his chest.
"How are we on time?" he asked.
"We have all the time in the world."
"Good.
Rest now."
He rolled onto his side and cradled her against him.
***
Mariss' soft fingers caressed his cheek and Sebastian woke to find her straddling him, her eyes staring into his. She didn't say a word when she leaned down to kiss him. Her lips were soft and pliable and he molded them to his, pulling her closer with a hand on the back of her head. She used the invitation to her advantage, opening her mouth so she could taste him. Her tongue flicked against his, exploring.
Sebastian sat her back so he could look at her. If he had to pick a type, it would be Mariss. He ran his hands down her sides, stroking her nipples through the thin fabric of his shirt as he did. He gripped her hips and pulled her down against him so she could feel what she did to him.
Lucky.
He was lucky. After everything he'd done to ruin her, and Mariss still wanted to be with him. For the first time in his life, he stopped to realize that he didn't deserve what lay in his arms.
Mariss giggled. She pushed his hands away and rose up so she could pull the towel off. Sebastian sprang free, laying heavy against his stomach. Mariss picked him up and stroked him from base to tip.
"Oh, god."
He'd never known a woman to make him moan like Mariss could. Whether it was from the waiting or if it was just the woman, he wasn't sure, but her hands felt so good on him that he knew he could soon become a slave to her. He had little choice in the matter when she made him feel things he didn't know were possible.
Mariss rose up. The moment the head of his dick touched her burning hot, slick opening he knew he was a goner.
"Mariss, I don't have a… Shit."
She took him smoothly. Oh god, he thought he might die from the sheer pleasure of finally being inside her. She rocked up and back and he had to fight to keep his senses about him. Sebastian palmed both her breasts and kneaded them. There was just something about real women. He growled and pulled her down to him, pressing her against his chest. He held her hips still as he worked his against her. She was so tight and hot.
So ready for him.
Sebastian rolled, pinning her beneath him. He took one leg and lifted it over his shoulder.
Mariss cried out, her pleasure vibrating around him. "Fuck," she whispered.
"Mm.
I like those sounds you make, Red." Sebastian pounded his hips against her, all thought of restraint gone. She gripped his arm, her nails digging into his flesh. It was a pain he could bare, to have her mark on him and know he'd brought her to the edge of pleasure.
"Bassy, I'm going to come." Tiny muscles seized around him as her climax overtook her. It was too much to fight through and he found his release a moment later. She moaned, her body shuddering, as he emptied himself inside her.
"God."
He held himself up on weak arms and pressed his forehead to hers.
"Oh, Red."
He kissed her, soft and tender. She responded, her lips quivering beneath his. When he pulled out, she made a disgruntled sound deep in her throat. His arms gave out and he rolled to his side next to her.
***
Sebastian woke from his light doze to the soft sound of feet shuffling across the carpet and he rolled toward it. Mariss gathered her clothes and diamonds where they'd fallen on the floor.
"You're leaving."
She froze and turned to him. "Yeah, I should go."
"What time is it?" He didn't have his watch or his phone near him.
"A little after midnight."
"Stay until morning." Sebastian swung his legs over the edge of the bed. They were both naked and that fact made the atmosphere sexually charged. "Please stay. You said we had all the time in the world. What's wrong?"
He could see the guilt in her eyes when she looked at him. "Sebastian, I'm still married."
"I know. I haven't forgotten, but you came to me. You wanted this as much as I did. Please don't go now. Where is your husband? Is he home?"
She shook her head. "No. He's gone."
"Then why do you need to leave? At the risk of pissing you off, the deed is done. Staying the rest of the night won't make a difference."
"Are you begging?" she asked, incredulous.
"Is that what it will take to keep you in bed with me until sunrise?"
Mariss sighed and rubbed her forehead like she had a headache. "I'd hoped to make a clean getaway, because I knew I wouldn't make it if you woke up and caught me trying to leave."
Sebastian grinned. "Put your things down and get back into bed." He stood and pulled the covers down before he lay back down himself.
"Where do you keep your t-shirts?"
Mariss folded her jumpsuit and placed it on his dresser with her diamonds neatly on top.
"Second drawer there on the left."
He watched as she unfolded one of his white undershirts and slipped it over her head. He caught her hips as she climbed over him and pressed himself against her opening. Her heat caused him to grow, but that wasn't what he was in the mood for at the moment.
"What happened, Red?
Tonight.
Why did you stab Hellena's friend?" He couldn't keep the humor out of his voice, but he sobered quickly when he added, "What happened to you that you disappear into that dark place?" Mariss tried to pull away, but he held her tight. "Please, don't run. Talk to me."
Her face became a mask of emptiness. Sebastian feared he'd sent her back to that dark place.
"When I was fifteen I was attacked by an older man. The gang I was in gave me to him for some reason that they never explained. The only reason I wasn't raped was because I fought back so hard."
She stopped to take a breath. Sebastian sat up and shifted so she was sitting across his lap. Her body trembled as she spoke, but her eyes remained neutral. How long had she fought to keep these memories buried?
"He was a judge, so no one believed me and I was arrested and sent to jail. But he had men on the inside and they came at me every day until I almost killed one. At the trial, I was acquitted because of some accidental footage from the prison."
"Where are these men now?" he asked, his anger rising up to choke him.
"The judge died a few years ago. He lived hooked up to machines and feeding tubes for the rest of his life." She gave a humorless laugh. "I really fucked him up. The guard from the jail…I severed his carotid artery and he almost bled out. I also cut his vocal chords and punctured a lung. He can no longer speak. I don't know how he lived. I tried so hard to kill him."
Sebastian tipped her chin up and a single tear glistened on her cheek. He wiped it away with his thumb,
then
kissed her lips gently. "Are you safe?" he needed to know.
Mariss looked up at him with so much fear in her eyes that he knew the truth before she answered. "My mother kept tabs on the judge's men and let me know when I needed to be out of town or when I needed protection. Now that they know where I am… I was stupid attacking him like that. He didn't know who I was. Now he does and he'll want revenge."
Sebastian nodded and pulled her tight against him. "I won't let anything happen to you. If anything happens, promise you'll let me know."
Her body shook, but it wasn't until she gasped that he realized she was laughing. He pulled away from her with a frown.
"What?"
"It's true, isn't it? About you killing someone? I showed you mine, now you show me yours."
Sebastian grinned with all his glory. Even in the dark room he knew she saw. He heard her breath catch.
"I've shown it to you a few times already, Red. Haven't you gotten enough yet?"
"Sebastian."
"I'm feeling a bit shattered. Perhaps we should
lay
down." Without giving her a choice, Sebastian lay back and pulled her with him. He spooned her body with his, one arm tight across her stomach.
"You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"You shouldn't bother yourself with things like that."
"But you know my secret. Mine is locked tighter than yours."
Sebastian froze. "What?"
"I already know what you did." She snorted. "I just want you to tell me."
She couldn't know. Sebastian had paid too much money for her to find out. "What do you know?"