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There's now a copious amount of wetness between my legs that I am acutely aware of. My breath is also leaving me in short spurts as if I have decided to take a jog around the mansion.
“Sebastian,” I say, my fingers itching to sweep over my body. Itching to please it and bring it the fulfillment it craves.
“I usually imagine how hard it will be for you to keep it in. Will you scream? Will I have to cover your mouth with my hand while my tongue continues to dart in and out of you?”
I arch, moaning a little too loudly because I am picturing it a little too well. Sebastian's mouth between my legs, my legs open as wide as possible. That wicked tongue, sliding in and out of my wetness. I have never been able to hold out for long when Sebastian settles between my legs. I always cum fast and hard. Humiliatingly fast. Right now, I would give anything to have him play out that fantasy.
“Sebastian, I—" I'm stuttering, too excited to think straight.
“What do you want? What should I do to you?” Sebastian rasps.
“I need to touch myself,” I tell him, my fingers already creeping toward my jeans.
“You cannot do that, Paislee.”
My finger pauses because I know that without his permission to indulge, I might not enjoy it as much.
“Why?”
“Because I'm the only one who can. I'm the only one who will touch you tonight.” He tells me. I screw my eyes shut as if doing so will alleviate the ache between my legs.
“You're so frustrating,” I tell him.
Sebastian chuckles.
“Well, you started it.”
I can't say anything because I really did start all of this.
“You made me forget why I called.” He sighs dramatically.
I giggle. I am enjoying the effect I know I have on him. Sebastian, one of the most powerful men I have ever met, is distracted by me. The realization intoxicates me.
“There's a cocktail party tonight.” He begins to say, and I sit up.
“Well, that's nice.”
“It will be because I plan to take you with me.”
I don't say anything for the first few seconds due to how shocked I am.
“You want to take me as your plus one?” I ask, needing to be sure that I have not misheard.
“Yes, Paislee. Is that the strangest thing you have ever heard? Or…” his breath catches. “Do you not want to join me?”
“No, no, no,” I say, scrambling to my feet and pacing immediately. “I want it very much. I like the thought of going with you to places. I just didn’t know you would want that.” I confess. “Us being out together, I mean.”
“I do want that. So, you will get ready?”
“I will,” I promise, already mentally running through my clothing options.
“I will have a dispatcher drop off an item in the next couple of hours,” Sebastian tells me.
“An item?” I ask, a little confused.
“Yes, Paislee. For you,” he says. “I have to get ready for the meeting.” He tells me and we quickly say our goodbyes.
As soon as the call disconnects, I give a little squeal because going out with Sebastian in such an official capacity feels like a date. This is something I've been secretly hoping for. I do enjoy rolling around in the sheets with Sebastian and the dozens of orgasms he gives me. However, I have recently wanted to have us do something other than just cuddles and sex.
