Our eyes met a second later as I adjusted her hips. The moment she started to sink down around me, I released my breath in a sigh. This woman… This torturous, beautiful piece of flesh who I once mistook as innocent, was now riding me like she was trying to catch a moving train.
Luckily, I lasted more than a minute. Sweat beaded on her face as she steadied her rhythm. I slipped off one of her dress straps and tugged the material down at the top. She wasn’t wearing a bra, which I’d thank my stars for later, revealing a perfect dark-brown nipple. With a slight bend, my mouth covered the hard peak as I swirled my tongue. Then I captured her nipple again, this time sucking it while she cried out with her release.
She convulsed around me, detonating me with her final moan. My entire body was buzzing, my mind spinning, and my blood rushing through my veins. I thrust into her again, unloading weeks of buildup in an orgasm to end all orgasms.
“Holy hell,” she said, her breasts heaving in the air as she tried to catch her breath. “What was that?”
I took another nip at her breast before fixing her strap and looking up into her eyes.
“I guess that was me crossing the line.”
She nodded, her lips flattening like she was trying to hold back her amusement. “I guess so. Does that mean I win?”
I shrugged, eyes blazing. “Deal’s a deal. Pick your prize, love.”
“Anything?”
I nodded. “Anything.”
She bit her bottom lip like she was pretending to contemplate all the things she wanted, when there was really only one. Then she sucked in a breath and smiled. “Okay,” she said. “Then I want more.”
A smile grew on my face. “Then I guess I win too.”
Chapter 31
Kai
“Brilliant,” Jimmy called, his eyes bright with excitement. “Best run yet. Let’s take an hour break, and then I want to see it one more time from the top. Costume changes and all.”
I squealed as Jake scooped me up in a massive hug—not in a sexual way but a “we killed it” way. The cast wasn’t blind to Sebastian and me. We were sloppy with hiding our flirtation. He even slipped me a kiss in the crew mess for all to see, at lunch the day before. My cheeks burned hot at realizing just how “official” we’d become in nearly two weeks.
After running backstage to my dressing room, I shut the door behind me to undress. I slipped off the one piece, leaving me in nothing but a lace black garter, panties, stockings, and sheer bra. My back was turned to the door when it clicked open.
I gasped and swiveled around to see Sebastian, a grin on his face, shutting the door behind himself.
“Geez, Sebastian. You scared me. I didn’t lock the door?”
“Nope.” He leaned back against it, raking his eyes over me, and folded his arms across his chest. “I considered it an invitation.”
Letting out a breathy laugh, I placed my hands on my hips and shook my head. “Well, it wasn’t. But since you’re here…” I turned around and started fiddling with the clip in my hair. It fell in waves over my shoulder, and I shook them out while eyeing him in the reflection. “Did you see the show? How did I look?” I was still giddy with adrenaline from our first full-out dress rehearsal.
“Can’t see much from where I’m sitting when all the lights are on. Maybe I’ll watch from the seats after lunch.”
Confusion took over my expression. “Um, then who will sing in your spot?”
He shrugged, the serious consideration in his eyes baffling me more. “My understudy can handle it.”
I almost dropped the clip in my hand. “I’m sorry. Who are you, and what did you do with my Sebastian?”
A grin lit his face. “Your Sebastian?”
One glance at my heated cheeks in the mirror made my color deepen with embarrassment. “You know what I mean. You’re not acting like yourself.”
He shrugged and pushed off the door to walk toward me. “Maybe you have it backwards. Maybe this is the real me. All it took was a pair of hot pink tights and a pretty mouth to fix me.”
I tried to ignore his wicked grin, but I couldn’t look away. With every step, he closed the distance between us, heating my insides to match my flushed exterior.
Clearing my throat, I shook out my hair and attempted to ignore the way he was looking at me—like I was a temptress and he was seconds away from devouring me. “I’m starved. Are you eating with me?”
Not a moment later, Sebastian’s hard body was pressed flat against my back, and he was moving the hair from my shoulder and kissing it. “I was thinking about eating you.”
I bit my lip and locked eyes with him in the mirror. “Well, don’t think too hard about it.”
He slid a hand from my waist to my panties, desire flickering in his eyes as he deepened his reach. “This might be my favorite costume of yours.”
I moaned as his thick finger rolled over my tightened bud. “I could have guessed that.”
He bit down on my neck. “Are you calling me predictable?” His finger moved down, teasing my entrance.
“Maybe just a little bit.”
His gaze was burning the next time it met mine in the mirror, and he slid his hand back up, causing the ache between my legs to grow. “Well, we can’t have that.” He patted the white vanity in front of us. “Get on your knees, Kai.”
A rush of adrenaline pushed through my veins at his raspy command. “W-what?”
He bent over slightly, bending me with him, then patted the counter of the vanity again. “Get. On. Your. Knees.”
My legs wobbled slightly as I picked my right one up.
“Wait,” he said, then hooked two fingers in the top of my panties and threw them to the floor, leaving me bare except for the garter, bra, and stockings. “Okay,” he said then planted a kiss on my ass. “Up.”
I did as he said, raising one leg then the other onto the cold countertop.
“Hands in front.” He was standing while I practically quivered as I gave in to his instructions. “Now spread your knees.”
He sat in my makeup chair and scooted forward until his breath was right on my core, hot and heavy, and I could feel my response in the ache I desperately needed him to quell. God, he was intense, and I loved that his intensity was aimed at pleasing me. But first he would torture me a little.
He swiped my clit with his tongue, slowly, delicately, but I knew his intentions were neither. No, Sebastian was just warning me of what was to come. And I was right. He licked and sucked until my breathing became shallow. He could already read me so well, and he knew I was seconds away from a release. In that moment, he pulled his mouth away, stood, and unbuckled his black dress pants.
Sebastian had had to dress the part today, too, which meant he was in a black suit that looked like it was made for him.
“What are you doing?”
He slid his belt out and dropped it on the counter in front of me with a clang. “You said you were hungry.” He pressed against me from behind, letting me feel all of him. “So I’m going to feed you.”
Pleasure rushed through me as he took one of my legs and moved it to the floor, my heels raising me up a few inches. After slipping on a condom, he teased my entrance with his length, circling it and wetting it with my arousal. When he started to push inside, I braced myself for impact. Sebastian wasn’t a small guy, and he knew it. That was why he always made sure I was ready before he unleashed on me.