Page 69 of Finally Forever
“I wishyoudid.” No more holding back. I plan to bombard him with honesty. What’s the worst that can happen? He runs from me? He remembers something? No matter how small. “I think you feel a connection to me when we’re together. Sexually.”
He brushes his thumb over my bottom lip. “Maybe.”
“I think you don’t like it,” I whisper. “Because some part of you doesn’t want to remember.”
He holds my gaze for a long moment, then bends to kiss my lips. The connection is gentle in a way I wasn’t expecting.
I sigh, my breathing escalating fast with my swirling desire.
“Do you always respond to me in this way?” he whispers across my cheek to my ear.
“Yes.”
He trails soft kisses down my neck. “You do stir feelings in me. I don’t understand them.”
I’ve longed to hear him say that. It might not be a memory, but it’s something. I drop my head back to give him better access to my neck. His lips are so gentle. He glides his fingers up my arm, drawing more shivers to my skin.
“Sebastian?”
“I love when you say my name like that.”
Did he just saylove?
“We can’t start this and stop when Riley gets here,” I murmur, lightheaded. “I get too worked up by you. And it’s getting really hard to recover when you leave afterward.”
He hoists me onto the counter and cages me between his arms. “I won’t leave after.”
I touch his cheek, wanting to believe him. “This time maybe.”
He kisses my lips. “Every time. I’ll move into this room with you.”
I lean away. “This feels like a trick to get into my pants.”
“Do I need a trick?”
“What if I say, yes?”
“I’m confident I can coax it from you.” He cups my cheeks and pulls me to him for a mouth-watering kiss.
All of our recent interactions were hot and desperate. This is different, and I’m not sure why. I doubt Nathan told him to take this approach, and even if he did, Sebastian wouldn’t listen. He does what he wants.
When he pulls away, my body is tingling with the need for more.
I wrap my arms around his neck and scoot close enough to feel his hard erection. At least it’s obvious how much he wants me, too. I make the move this time, licking the seam of his mouth the way he loves.
He groans and grips my hips, rubbing his hard length against me.
Desire pools between my legs. “I’m soaked,” I murmur.
“Fuck, Ainsley, that turns me on.” He kisses me deeply and lifts my shirt up and over my head. “I want you. I want you all the time.”
He leans me back and kisses my chest before undoing my bra and tossing it aside. His lips find my beaded nipples, and he does that thing I love with his mouth.
I moan and buck beneath his hold. “I need your pants off.” Not waiting for him, I fumble to unbutton and unzip them. I reach into his underwear and squeeze his thick cock.
Sebastian tears his mouth from my breast. “Lift your hips.”
I plant my hands on the counter and do as he instructs.
