“Let’s have one more drink and then we will goooooo,” Arna called, returning from the bathroom.
“Sounds good to me,” I replied with a definite slur, locking my phone and joining her to walk over to the bar and order another two martinis. Because, why not?
The air was refreshing when we stepped outside and I reached for Arna as I tripped down the step a little. We ended up staying for three more drinks, another few dances and at least one drunken argument about who the greatest band of the Eighties was – Queen, obviously.
I opened my phone to order us an Uber to the next bar and closed one eye, the screen a blurry hot mess.
“Arna,” I giggled, “I think you should order the car. I’ve gone blind.” She was leaning against the building next to me, removing her shoes.
“My feet are killing me and I think I already ordered one,” she slurred, laughing as she spoke. Her cackle set me off and I jumped to the other side of her, not entirely sure why. I closed my eyes and smiled as the engine of our ride arrived at the kerb. Damn, these Ubers were fast.
I didn’t budge, knowing Arna would be all over it, like she was with everything else and waited for her to tell me it was time to move my arse.
“I miss Sebastiannnnn,” I whined, “and I especially miss his dick.” I heard the door open and close but I still didn’t budge, enjoying the feel of the breeze on my neck and the bricks against my bare legs.
“Whaddduu say?” Arna drawled, her words lit with happiness.
“I saiiiiddddd, I miss Seb’s thickkkkk cockkkkkk. Cock,” I giggled. “Cock is a funny word,” I said, finally opening my eyes when she didn’t reply. I inhaled quickly when I saw Arna watching me, her hand over her mouth to hide the fact she was clearly suppressing a laugh, and two very attractive and very familiar men standing on the kerb. Andy was leaning against his car, his arms crossed, with a huge smile plastered on his face.Sebwas standing closer to me, staring as though I were his last meal.
“Oopsie,” I said with a giggle, “do you think he heard me?” I whispered to Arna who lost it entirely before running to Andy.
Looking towards my personal thunderstorm, I grinned. “Marlee is busted-custard, isn’t she?”
His eyes narrowed as he took a step towards me, brushing my cheek with his lips and I heard Arna’s muffled laugh coming from behind him. My breathing increased as I watched him, and before I could decide exactly how to play this one out, I threw myself at him, smashing my mouth against his.
Sebastian
Chapter Thirty-Four
WhenAndyfoldedhishand and announced he needed to go and get Arna, I knew things were messy. I said it before and I would say it again, this having a girlfriend thing was an unpredictable rollercoaster. We didn’t end a poker night early unless it was life or death and when I jumped up after him, Coop hollered about how we should check to see if they had our testicles in their purse.
At this point, I would probably give them to her if she asked. The woman had me under her spell and I wasn’t even remotely mad about it. When we arrived and saw them standing outside, the wall holding them up by the looks of things, I was happy with my decision to join him.
Marlee looked as though she’d thoroughly enjoyed her night out and I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face at seeing her so uninhibited. Her head was tipped back, that damn little black dress she’d been wearing when I saw her last clinging to her body and highlighting her curves. When she said my name and started moaning that she missed me and mycock, I hardened instantly.
A sick sense of pride engulfed my chest that this was where her thoughts took her when she was stripped bare. When she was unaware I was even there, her inhibitions lowered, it was me she thought about. She was undoubtedly the sexiest thing I’d ever seen and she was mine.
Despite my elation at hearing her moaning for me in such an intimate way, by the time we got to my house a small part of me – namely my ears – wished I let Andy bring them both home without my help. Her and Arna sang Mariah Carey songs at the top of their lungs for the entire trip and when Andy tried to change the song, we were punished with the karaoke versions so it was only their drunk voices pitifully serenading us as we navigated the busy streets of the city. I was certain after that drive if I never heard a Mariah song again, it would still be too soon.
“Cheers for the ride. See you soon,” I tapped him on the shoulder as I hopped out of the car and came around to open the door for my backseat princess. She was leaning through to the front seat to say bye, her dress hiking up over her hips and I could clearly see she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
Fuck me, this girl of mine.
The thought that anyone else may have been given a peak at her plush round arse made my palm itch, aching to spank her.
Repeatedly.
Reaching into the car, I put both hands around her waist, hoisting her out and placing her on the pavement in front of me to prevent any potential onlookers. She was giggling as I pulled her dress back down and she wrapped an arm around my waist. God she was so adorable when she was like this.
“You smell so good, Sebbybabes. I could just spread you on a cracker and eat you up,” Andy laughed at a very drunk Marlee as I closed the door, Arna screaming through the window as they drove away, telling anyone within one hundred metres that she loved her best-friend.
Thoughts of hereating me upfilled my mind and I easily picked her up and threw her over my shoulder, strategically placing a hand at the hem of her dress. The urge to rip up her dress again and bite her gorgeous arse was cut short as she squealed, wrapping her hands around my torso and moving the other down to my crotch as I pushed through the door to the foyer.
“Marlee,” I growled, already straining against my pants, “behave.”
“Mmmmhmmmm,” she hummed innocently, “my hand slipped.”
I shook my head as the lift arrived, and when the doors closed I flipped her over to stand in front of me and brought my mouth down onto hers. Fuck I missed her so much. She tasted sweet from the candied drinks and my hands roamed down her back to kneed her arse.