Page 57 of One Taste
I need to stop this. Remove his hand from my leg.
There’s a crescendo in the music and the couple picks up the speed of the foreplay, heading to the bed as the kissing moves south. I shoot Sebastian a hard glare, uncross my legs, and shift them to the other side of my chair, removing his access to them.
The voice-over in the ad talks about taking your intimacy to the next level with their enhancer. The man makes a show of drizzling it on his hand before the camera shoots up to his partner’s face as she begins to moan, signaling the beginning of thisnew levelshe’s about to experience.
I try to fight it but fail miserably. All the memories from the night at the hotel rush back in my mind. It’s even worse than all those nights in my bed. Now, his scent assaults my senses because the man invading my mind sits right next to me.
The temperature in the room climbs what feels like thirty degrees. I’m hot and I can feel my breathing speed up.Shit! Stop. You can do this.
The ad ends with perfect product placement and the lights return to full brightness.
George and the five others standing with him look at us expectantly. If I trusted my voice at the moment, I would tell them the ad was spot-on.Clearly it evoked something in me.
“What did you think, Devin?” Sebastian asks, forcing all eyes to focus on me in the middle of having a moment.Bastard.
Pulling myself together, I remember I’m a professional. I will not let him and his smug grin win. “I thought it was great. It checked all the boxes we were looking for. It’s racy but nottooracy.” I pause, collecting my thoughts. “It’s enough to hold the attention of the viewer. It follows the same premise used on their other campaigns but only newer, fresher, and extremelytasteful. I’m glad there were no squealing dolphin noises in this concept. I enjoyed that you went withrealhuman emotion.”
This is, of course, where Sebastian chimes in. “I agree. The moaning being a woman’s voice gives it a very real feel.” He pauses, glancing at me from the corner of his eye. “Although, I’m concerned they might not be profound enough. If she’s supposed to be experiencing this next levelsensation, shouldn’t her pitch match?” He turns away from Mr. Chen, directing the attention to me. “Devin, how do you feel about the moans? Do you believe this woman is being taken to the next level?”
The way he says “next level” has me ready to combust. But I fight it, channeling my sexual frustration into wanting to stab the spike of my heel into his eye. This is what I wanted to avoid happening between us—toeing the line of inappropriate in the office.
The tension pulses between us, and it’s now overflowing into our work. Rather than play into whatever he is trying to accomplish, I take the high road like an executive should. “I think it’s believable as is. It doesn’t need over-the-top theatrics. It’s not an adult film, Sebastian. It’s sensual. It will appeal to a large demographic.”
Sebastian gives me a grin and turns his attention back to the group at the front of the room. “You heard the boss. It’s sensual and will appeal to a large demographic. Good work, everyone.”
Devin
Achorus of “thank-you”s fillthe air as the team files out of the room one at a time. I stand from my seat and tuck the presentation packet into the rest of my files before collecting my things and heading toward the exit.
I need to get the hell out of here now.
Sebastian stands in my way, and just as I arrive at the threshold of the door, he closes it, blocking me from leaving. “Where do you think you’re going, princess?”
I glare, trying to step around him. “Home. I’m tired and want to leave.”
He cocks his head, and one side of his lips tip into a half grin. “Are you ready to take care of the ache throbbing between your legs yet?”
He is absolutely infuriating.This guy thinks he has the right to do and say whatever the hell he wants. It’s ridiculous. “Sebastian, when is this going to stop?” The venom in my tone is lethal.
“The throbbing?” he quips as his eyes ignite with a fiery glaze. “As soon as you let me run my tongue over your cunt, princess.”
Why does my core clench as he calls my pussy a “cunt”? It’s such a filthy, vulgar word, but the inappropriateness of it only elevates my current level of wetness.
“Sebastian, I’m getting really tired of telling you…” My voice trails off as he twists the lock on the door and presses the button next to the light switch to frost over the glass windows. He never takes his eyes off me. His blue irises are dark and stormy, making me feel as if I’m the prey in some twisted game.
I straighten my back and use my stern adult voice. “What are you doing?”
His smirk becomes a full-blown grin as he steps closer to me, closing the short distance between us. He eyes me with lust, as if he knows exactly how hard my nipples are behind the stack of files I’m holding to my chest tightly.
“What are you getting tired of telling me, princess?”Jesus Christ.Sebastian’s voice is so deep and sinfully sexual that it’s a direct line to my core.
“That this will never happen again,” I manage to get out. I try my best to be confident in my words, but Sebastian sees right through me.
He runs his finger along my collarbone and a shiver wracks my body. “Your mouth and body say two different things, princess. Why are you fighting me?” His breath warms my skin while his words wash over me, taking away my confidence completely. “You can’t tell me you haven’t been remembering our night together… vividly… over and over since you walked in my office all those weeks ago. I know I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how tight your pussy is or the way you wanted me toruinyou. Are you ruined yet, princess? Do you think another man can make you feel better than I can?”
That’s the same fucking questions I’ve been asking myself for the last three days. Has this prick ruined me?
I’m angry, but I’m also turned on. I want to wring Sebastian’s neck and taste his cock in my mouth at the same time. It’s as if I’m torn in half when it comes to Sebastian Brooks. I want to know who he thinks he is, invading my personal space without invitation. I also want to know why he’s so fucking sexy in his expertly tailored suit and blue tie. It’s messing with my head.
