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ChapterSixteen
Sebastian
When we get home, Callie quickly runs upstairs. I start to follow her, and Paislee drops a hand on mine to halt my movement.
“She needs a moment to herself,” Paislee speaks softly.
I nod and turn to her. She looks sad. Those emerald eyes that are always shiny have dulled. She moves toward the window that overlooks my courtyard. The moon that shines into the room bathes her in its glow. It turns her hair to a fiery auburn. In this position, Paislee looks a little unreal. Like a moth drawn to a flame, I move toward her.
Paislee gives another shake of her head.
“I don't think I can continue to do this. Under the harsh glare of your mother's scrutiny and disapproval, I feel it's all wrong.”
I stand behind her, close enough to touch, but not quite.
“When I touch you, do you feel repulsed, Paislee?” I mutter in a low tone of voice.
Paislee shakes her head.
I step closer, my hands moving to the hair I'd admired minutes earlier. As I push the long locks to the side, her little shiver at my touch does not go unnoticed. I drop my lips that are suddenly hungry for her body onto that perfect shoulder with the cutest freckles. Paislee gives a little moan and leans back into my touch.
Her body is hungry for this, for what it knows I can give it. She's tense, her shoulders squared a little too hard. Almost like she's anticipating, waiting for what I might do next. I’m not going to give her what she wants that easily. Tonight, I'm going to make her beg for it. Maybe grovel a little.
“Callie might be ready for bed. You should go tuck her in.”
“I will,” I say. I drop my lips to her neck, tasting the soft skin.
Paislee throws her head back. Her hair pressing against the side of my face and the scent of her shampoo hitting my nose. I breathe in deeply, enjoying the sweet scent of coconut. I bring my hands to the side of her bodice where I've observed the zipper is located. I draw it slowly down, allowing my thumb to grace the soft skin I expose.
Paislee is breathing deeply now. Her weight is completely against mine as if she no longer has the ability to stand by herself. I hold her steady and slip my fingers through the open zipper to touch her. She moans and turns her head to the side, a clear request for a kiss. But I do not oblige her. I, instead, purr against her.
“Do you want my touch, Paislee?”
Paislee's breath now leaves her in short spurts.
“I shouldn't feel slightly embarrassed. I really shouldn't,” she stutters, “but I can't help myself. When you are close, I begin to lose my mind. When you touch me, I fall to pieces.”
I growl and twirl her around, giving her a bruised kiss.
Paislee matches my pace, returning my kisses just as hungrily. Her fingers begin to struggle with the buttons of my shirt. I lower my lips to her ear, where I nip hard.
“I'm going to fuck you so hard,” I tell her, and she lets out a low, desperate sob.
I push away from her a little and tilt her face up, looking into her eyes as I mutter my next words.
“First we are going to go tuck Callie in. But when we return, I'm going to bring you back right here and take you against this window.”
Paislee's eyes flutter; her perfectly bowed lips fall open.
“I won’t hold back, Paislee.” I continue, watching as she works her throat hard. “And then, you will come live with me. Won’t you, Paislee?”
Paislee nods.
“I'll do anything you want. Just please—" she says as she takes my hands in need and directs them to her body. Her eyes are wild and filled with longing. “Just touch me, please.”
“I will. It's a promise. Let's get Callie's needs met first, and then we will take care of yours.” I say, pulling the zipper up and patting her slightly mussed hair down. Tonight, I'm going to give Paislee everything she wants and more.
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