Page 70 of Finally Forever
He has me naked in an instant. The counter is cold against my bare bottom.
He stops to look me over. “Jesus, you’re beautiful. Perfect.”
Emotions and desire fill me. I love when he says the same things he did before he lost his memory. “Take me, Sebastian.”
“Take you or fuck you?”
“Both.”
“I want to hear you say it.”
He rubs his thumb over my clit and sucks on my nipple. I almost orgasm.
“Oh, God.”
“Not yet, my sweet girl. I want to hear you say it,” he whispers in my ear, his thumb still teasing me.
“Yes. Fuck me. Please. Please, please, please,” I ramble incoherently, desperate to have him inside me.
He opens a drawer filled with condoms and puts one on.
I’m so wet that he slides in with ease, filling me completely. I moan and lean against the mirror, my lower half near the edge of the counter. Sebastian spreads my legs and pumps inside me at a pace that sends me to the moon within moments.
I cry out his name and scratch his biceps, the only part of him I’m gripping.
He follows a second later, his forehead resting against mine as we both find our way back to reality.
I’m the first to come around. I kiss his lips and brush his bangs from his face. “That was amazing. But it always is with you.”
He smiles, and for the first time, he looks like his old self. Relaxed features and eyes filled with—dare I think it—love.
“I love you.” I hold his gaze, willing him to remember and love me too.
When we’re like this, it’s incredibly hard to grasp that we’re notus.
He doesn’t say anything, but he doesn’t pull away in fear, either. A start? He straightens and lifts me upright from the mirror. “You look good enough to eat. I need to get you dressed or I’ll be having you for dessert.”
The biggest, most ridiculous smile parts my lips. “I’ll happily be your dessert later.”
“I’ll hold you to that.”
He still hasn’t abandoned me.
He picks up my clothes and sniffs my panties before holding my belongings out to me. “Did you want to take a quick shower before getting dressed? You got a bit sweaty. I can help wash you or just watch. Your call.”
He’s offering to shower with me? “Both are bad ideas. There’d be a round two, and for all we know, Riley is already here.”
Sebastian checks his phone. “He’s here.”
“What?” I grab my phone. Kensie texted me, too. “Shit. We can’t explain that we were…you know?”
“Fucking.”
I throw a washcloth at him. “Don’t say that to them.”
“You think they won’t guess?”
“Tell them we were talking.” I run the water in the sink, waiting for it to heat up. No way am I getting in the shower with Sebastian and his glorious naked body. I’m too addicted to this man.
