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ChapterNine
Paislee
“Do you want to talk about it?” Sebastian questions softly, his eyes running over my facial features. My cheeks warm from the attention he’s bestowed me all evening.
“Not right now. But yes, someday, I'd like to tell you about him.”
“I have also experienced loss and I completely understand how you must be feeling.” He says softly. At that moment, a look of raw pain crosses his features, and he looks completely and utterly grief-stricken. It is an emotion so unlike any other I've ever seen him display. My mouth falls open as I think of something to say. Before I can assemble my thoughts and get the words out, it is shuttered off and replaced with a practiced look of indifference. “We learn to live with this loss, to cope.”
I nod because I’ve been there. I understand what it means to wrestle with the loss of a loved one. I ponder who this could be about. Was it his wife, perhaps? As far as I knew and taught Callie, the little girl had never mentioned a mother. I definitely would have known if they'd merely gotten a divorce. I am sure Callie would have been required by law to spend time with her mom from time to time. I can't help but assume that whoever has Sebastian looking like he was buckling under such pain, it was someone he was desperately in love with.
When I look up again, I find Sebastian closer than ever and his hands moving toward my face. He runs his beautiful fingers I admired at dinner over my cheeks slowly. I feel enchanted like I've been cast under a spell, because as he touches me I am suddenly silently, begging for more.
“You remind me of this person so much,” Sebastian says softly. “You feisty little redhead.”
I don't know what to think about being compared to someone that is probably dead. The truth is that I am not thinking at all, just feeling. Feeling those fingers drop to my jaw and caress further down the soft artery that pumps blood into my neck.
My eyes flutter open when those long hands expertly wrap around my neck. My eyes are locked on Sebastian's, which have grown dark so that they look almost golden in the low light. I feel like I am looking at someone who’s more of a god than a human.
“Tell me to stop.” He rasps.
The raw look of hunger in his eyes is back. He looks like he is having a hard time stopping himself from moving further.
I begin to feel a slow heat and an unmistakable throbbing between my legs. Telling him to stop is the last thing I am going to tell him to do. I stand up and move towards him slowly. He uses his other hand to pull me towards him and I find myself settled between his strong thighs. The throbbing I feel turns into a dull ache. I don’t know if I've ever been this aroused before.
Sebastian's eyes are riveted on mine, and I cannot help but feel exposed beneath that knowing gaze. Can he tell that I have become a little wet even though we’ve barely touched? Can he tell that I am dying to have him rip this dress off me and claim my body like it is his?
Maybe he can tell. Maybe he knows I want him as much as he does me, which is reflected in the way he continues to tease me. Those sensuous lips moving over my jaw and towards my lips but never really meeting them. I gasp as I arch against him, moving even closer. Needing to be as close to him as possible.
“I love the way you smell.” He coos against my neck. His deep voice reverberating through me, sending bolts of arousal straight to my core. “You're so beautiful, Paislee. Do you know just how sensuous you are?” He asks as his hands move down the small, exposed area of my back and down to my ass. He cops a feel, pushing my lower body against his so that my center is now pressed snugly against the bulge of his arousal.
I gasp softly, sliding my lower body to the side and feeling his growing cock swell further.
Sebastian steals my lips in an open-mouthed kiss that tears a needy moan out of me. He kisses me with such precision and finesse. His tongue is agile and teasing, stroking mine sexily, learning the contours of my mouth and darting back out to nip hard on my bottom lip.
I can feel moisture gather between my legs and wonder if I am going to survive Sebastian's debauchery. One of his legs slides between mine and I moan against his lips.
“Please,” I cry softly as my hips begin to gyrate, seeking friction. I am unbelievably aroused, my clit throbs with a vengeance that has me clutching at his shirt to center myself.
I have become hazy with arousal and know that I am well on my way to having my first orgasm of the night. Sebastian's telephone on the desk interrupts us and I fall weakly against him as I struggle to regain my breathing.
When I notice how tense Sebastian's body has become, I quickly step away and give him the space to answer his phone and gather myself as well.
It's a little hard to believe how quickly that escalated. Even with my clothes fully on and Sebastian having only touched one erogenous zone, I had nearly come apart. That has never happened with my past exes even with our clothes fully off.
Sebastian appears to have recovered faster than me because his voice has lapsed into that neutral cool tone he'd used on that first day. I can't help but note that Sebastian interacts with me a little differently now.
“Sebastian Vaughn's residence.” He speaks briskly and pauses to listen. “Have them come into the office tomorrow.” He barks into the phone a minute later and hangs up.
I cannot help but wonder who the unfortunate person on the other end of the phone is. He turns back to me, and the passion is still in his eyes but nearly snuffed out now. I know that we can’t get back to where we left off. The moment is ruined. It isn't going to be the same.
“I should go,” I tell him in a low tone of voice. “I have a mountain-sized stack of papers to grade.”
Sebastian nods as he begins to move with me toward the door.
I ignore the disappointment that surges inside of me. What was I expecting? That Sebastian would drag me into his arms again and continue to ravage me?
As we begin to walk down the stairs, the conversation is fortunately natural. I feel thankful that I do not have to suffer through awkward small talk all the way to Sebastian's door. I turn to him at the door to find those beautiful eyes on me. I can't help but flash him a smile.
