“What the—” My gaze swept over the space, which looked more like a miniature apartment than a meeting space. “Sebastian, what did you do?”
He chuckled and took my hand, guiding me down the hall, past a small kitchen, and into a living-room area. “I didn’t do anything. The room was already paid for, thanks to Dirk. Instead of trying to get the money back for it, I decided to keep it.” He threw me another look. “Don’t worry—I had them sanitize everything from top to bottom.”
I was still trying to process what he was telling me. “So you’re going to live here?” I couldn’t help but feel disappointment, realizing he’d no longer be across the hall from me. That was half the fun in all of this.
He stopped walking, faced me, and quirked a lip. “We’re going to live here. You and me.” He squeezed my hand and pulled me closer. “Move in with me, Kai.”
“But…” I was struggling to find an argument. It just felt natural to have one. “Isn’t that a pretty big step?”
He shrugged. “I thought about that, but you’ve spent almost every night in my room for the past three weeks, and I don’t see an end to that, do you?”
I shook my head, slowly, too stunned to speak.
“And I love you.” He smiled like he hadn’t caught me completely off guard. “I love you, and I want to spend as much time with you as I can.”
My throat squeezed while I felt a sting of fresh tears emerging. “I love you too. So damn much. I just … are you sure?”
“Absolutely sure. And,” he added with a wider smile, knowing he had me, “this way, we can hire two additional cast members to fill our empty cabins. Maybe… understudies… for me.”
My eyes widened. “Really?” I actually loved the sound of that. It meant that Sebastian was finally starting to trust again.
He nodded. “With Dirk out of my hair, I’d really like to put more time into my next project. I just need to come up with a perfect title suited for the push and pull of two characters who desperately need each other but don’t realize it until they’ve already fallen.”
I let out a laugh. “Sounds familiar.”
He stuck his tongue between his teeth. “Maybe you can help me think of something? A story you once told me about your father’s philosophy with sailing really struck a chord. I was playing with the idea of gravity and how we’re constantly using force to control our direction in life, when it should be the other way around.”
I smiled, his words warming my chest. “So the story is a coming-of-age story about two people who meet and finally learn how to work with gravity instead of against it. Is that right?”
He leaned in, touching his nose to mine. “I think they become pros at it by the end, but let’s not get off track.” His mouth dipped to my neck and brushed its sensitive skin. “Move in with me, Kai.” His words came out in a growl, creating a tingling in my core and telling me he wasn’t asking politely anymore. I wouldn’t have expected anything less.
Instead of responding, I backed away with a sly smile and pulled him toward the bedroom. “Hold that thought.” I grinned as he glared, his frustration fueling my desire and my need to make him suffer for just a bit longer. “I think if I’m going to agree to your proposition, you should at least give me a taste of what it will be like.” My eyelids batted with mock innocence.
He stepped forward, hovering over me with his height and strength, causing me to shiver. “You want a taste?” His eyes flicked up then down then back to my eyes. “Get on your knees.”
The corners of my mouth curled up as I slowly shook my head. “No. I want to see you on yours.”
His eyes darkened, but he did as I requested, never taking his eyes off me. When he was settled into position, his face at my waist, I reached for the bottom of my skirt and slid it up. His gaze dropped to my legs and I could feel his stare, hot like lasers running the length of me. Rough fingers met my calves then trailed along my skin in a pattern aimed directly toward that sweet spot between my thighs.
“Remove my panties.”
He groaned his agreement as his fingers floated up the backs up my thighs, over the hills of my ass, never stopping to do more than I asked. Fingers looped into the sides of my panties and pulled the fabric down as gently as his hands had moved up my legs moments before.
Though I felt confident, my body was still quaking at his touch, at the care he took in caressing my skin, at the warm breath sinking into my pores. I wanted more. I was still holding my skirt up as I kicked away the fabric at my feet, subtly inching my way closer to the bad boy on his knees.
“Hmm,” I said, assessing his height. “You’re too tall. Maybe you should sit instead.”
He chuckled and adjusted his position so that he was sitting with his knees up and his back pressed flat against the front of the bed. “Better?”
I nodded, stepping closer. “Perfect.” I placed a knee on one side of him then inched forward again until his mouth was a breath away from me. He didn’t wait for another command but darted his tongue out to taste me. Once. Twice. Then he was wrapping his lips around me and savoring me with one, slow, gentle suck.
A shudder wracked my body as I fell forward onto the bed, catching myself with one hand. He palmed my ass cheeks, bringing me closer to his mouth, and continued to devour me until I moaned a warning. Everything was spinning. My chest buzzed as everything below my waist heated and tightened until I was crying out in release as he moaned into me like he was coming too.
“Fuck,” I panted.
Sebastian didn’t stop to tend to my shaky limbs and quickened heart rate. He crawled out from under me, ablaze with desire. His hands were on the clasp of my skirt, tearing it to shreds as he stripped it from my body. Then he yanked my silky top over my head, revealing my bare chest and aching nipples. With a growl, he swooped forward and slid his fingers through the hair on each side of my head and shoved his lips against mine.
He lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his strong waist before he tore away from my mouth and tossed me onto the bed. His jeans came unbuttoned next, and he slid them down, along with his briefs. Then he slipped off his jacket and placed it carefully over the closest chair.
When he walked forward again, he was completely naked, his chest heaving with energy. Then he crawled over me, cupping my breast and filling his mouth with it while my eyelids shot open in shock.
Sebastian had always made sure I felt good in bed, but I’d never seen him so… ravenous. His tongue swirled around my sensitive peak as his fingers made their way between my legs, plunging inside me at the same time he bit down gently, eliciting another cry from deep in my throat.
“You’re going to kill me.”
He chuckled as he worked his fingers, hitting deep inside me like a quickened melody, each staccato bringing me closer and closer to an epic climax. “Not if you kill me first.”
His mouth moved over my breast again, and all the tension in my body met its breaking point. I unraveled, my second orgasm hitting me harder than the first and shaking me with my release.
“Maybe we’ll kill each other.”
He nodded, fitting his mouth to my neck and his shaft between my legs. “Or die trying.”