by Sian Ceinwen
“I’ll order a bed and get it delivered. It would be a real shame if it didn’t arrive before next week, though; I’d have to share your bed.” Sebastian laughed.
“I’d just make you sleep on the sofa,” Lita warned him.
“Would you? What if you woke up in the middle of the night and wanted a drink of water?” he asked.
Lita was confused. “Um, I’d get up and get one?”
“But then you might see me masturbating to this really sexy picture of you that I have on my phone now.”
“Is that something that you think you might do?” Lita laughed.
“I already have once,” he told her.
His words had an immediate effect on her, and Lita could feel herself getting wet.
“Send me a selfie, Lita. I want to see what you look like right now.” Sebastian’s voice was soft and seductive in her ear.
She pulled the phone away from her ear, took a photo of herself, and sent it to him.
“It’s on its way,” she told him in a husky voice. “Fair’s fair, though, Sebastian Fox.”
“I thought you had plenty of photos of me in your phone,” he teased her.
“Not one of you right now, though.”
Her phone pinged, and a picture of Sebastian appeared on the screen. He was lying in his bed, looking at the screen, his blue eyes piercing into her with an almost uncomfortable intensity. He was shirtless, and the picture cut off low enough that she could tell he was naked, but she wasn’t able to see anything lower than his hips.
“This picture seems to be missing a very important feature of yours,” she told him.
Sebastian laughed. “I see how it is; you’re only interested in my cock.”
“Not entirely true, but I am very interested in it right now,” Lita teased him.
“Well, you’ll have to close your eyes and picture it, because I’m not about to have our phones hacked and nudes of us leaked all over the internet.”
“Ah, shit, I hadn’t thought of that.” Lita frowned.
“I’m more than happy to come over there and show it to you in person, any time you like,” Sebastian purred at her.
Lita’s hand drifted down between her legs, and she started playing with herself. She imagined what they would be doing if he was here with her.
“Noted. Except, we’re not meant to be having sex at all,” she reminded him, even as her breathing rate increased.
Sebastian laughed, and it sounded sexy and seductive. “I’m still going to try to have sex with you as often as I can, princess, and you don’t sound very committed to not having sex with me. I’ll make sure that I order a king-sized bed for my room so that there’s plenty of space in it for you to join me there whenever you want to.”
“I won’t lie, I wish I was in your bed right now,” she told him.
“There it is. I wish you were in my bed, too, princess. I’m imagining you with your mouth around my cock right now,” he murmured.
“Wishing you were a million dollars poorer, huh?” Lita asked him with a grin on her face.
“Definitely. Or at least wishing I had the possibility of being a million dollars poorer.”
“Make sure you bring your checkbook with you to Seattle,” she told him.
“Mm, are you promising that you’ll try and take my money when I’m over there, princess?”
Lita laughed and stroked herself quicker, telling him through panting breaths, “Yes, Sebastian, I will.”
“God, you sound so sexy. Are you fingering yourself right now?” he asked.
“I am,” she managed to tell him.
“I want to hear you come, princess.”
She focused on what she was doing, and he murmured sexual things to her in a combination of English and Italian until she finally toppled over into orgasm.
“Fuck,” he told her through his own panting breaths. “That is the best sound in the world.”
“Come for me, Sebastian.”
Lita felt completely and utterly satisfied when she heard him groaning on the other end of the line as he came.
“We should do that more often,” he told her.
Lita smiled. “I thought you said you masturbated every day while thinking about me. You wouldn’t have been lying to me, would you?”
“No, that was the truth, but it’s far more fun to do it when you’re on the phone. I miss you so much, princess.”
Now that her post-orgasm glow was seeping away, the guilt was starting to creep back in. Somehow, she kept breaking her rules about having sexual contact with Sebastian. She’d seen the pictures of him out in Chicago, and she knew what he was doing with the women there. They couldn’t be together, and constantly getting involved with him like this was only making things more complicated.
Lita sighed. “Why do I keep doing this, Seb?”
“Because I want you to, princess. I’m a big boy; let me worry about myself. Don’t resist if the only reason you’re doing it is because you think that you’re protecting me.”
Lita shook her head. She didn’t think it was him that she was trying to protect anymore; it was herself.
26
LEVEL 20.4 – Boy or Girl?
Your baby is the size of a red Swingline stapler.
ALERT: We have reached the halfway point. Are you a glass-half-empty or half-full kind of person? Or are you a “Man, remember when that glass had vodka in it?” kind of person?
Remember back when you had a cute little innie belly button? Well, it may suddenly morph into an outie as your uterus pushes your abdomen forward. This is temporary, and everything should return to normal after delivery. Now is probably a good time to remove that belly ring, though.
Lita was sitting at the dining table and eating her breakfast when Sebastian walked into the apartment, looking as gorgeous as ever.
“Hey there, princess. Nice place you’ve got yourself.”
“Thanks, landlord. You here to collect your rent?” Lita grinned at him.
“I sure am. Are you having trouble paying? I’m sure we could work out some other arrangement if we need to.” He winked at her suggestively.
“I’ve seen this porno,” Lita laughed.
“Really? What happened at the end of it?”
“Has anyone ever actually seen the end of a porn movie?” Lita quipped.
Sebastian laughed and said, “God, I’ve missed you, princess.”
He walked over to her and kissed her cheek before sitting down at the table with her.
“Sebastian,” Lita said in a warning tone.
“Yes, princess?” he asked innocently.
He’d tried to get her to have phone sex with him again for a few days after their last conversation, and when she’d refused, she’d seen more pictures of him going out to clubs again with Hayden, and sometimes Blake, in tow.
“No sex, Seb.” Lita shook her head.
“How many times do I have to tell you I don’t agree to that ground rule?”
“One more, apparently.” Lita rolled her eyes.
Especially considering that every time she gave in to their desires, he followed it up with some kind of comment about being in love with her, then proceeded to fuck other women.
Sebastian grinned. “Well, I don’t agree. So there you go. Besides, how are you going to get my million dollars if we don’t have sex?”
“I’ll outsource the task overseas, then take a huge cut of the profits. All the jobs are going offshore these days.” Lita shrugged.
“I don’t even know what to say to that.” Sebastian laughed. “I will clarify that it requires your mouth to be on my cock in order for me to pay up, though.”
Lita swallowed heavily as images of him naked and erect flashed through her head. “Well, the aforementioned cock will remain unsucked by me, and your million dollars will be safe for the foreseeable future,” she told him.
“Really, princess?” he asked her.
“Yes.”
“I see. Well, I seem to have comp
letely forgotten the layout of this apartment. Would you mind showing me where my room is?”
Lita rolled her eyes, picked her empty bowl and glass up, and took them to the kitchen before saying, “Follow me, landlord.”
As she began to lead the way toward his bedroom, Sebastian said from behind her, “I’m not sure that having me stare at your ass is having the effect you want on my desire to sleep with you. I don’t think you’re committed to your ground rule at all.”
Lita opened the door to his bedroom and held it open for him to walk through. He wheeled a suitcase into the walk-in closet and then smiled at her as he walked back out.
“Did you make the bed for us, princess?” Sebastian asked her.
The bed had been delivered, along with linen and pillows, last Friday. Lita had decided over the weekend that she should make the bed, even though he wasn’t going to be arriving until Thursday.
“Yes, I made the bed for you,” Lita emphasized the word heavily.
“Thank you,” he said with a smile on his face. “I appreciate it.”
“You’re welcome.”
“You know, a new mattress really needs breaking in, and I could use some help with that.” Sebastian walked over to her, slid his arms around her waist, and pulled her against him. “I missed you, princess. Posso baciarti?”
Lita shook her head. “You’re terrible, Sebastian Fox.”
“That doesn’t answer my question, though. Posso baciarti?”
“I’ve already told you that sex is off the table,” Lita groaned.
“I’m not asking for sex, princess; I just want to kiss you. Posso baciarti?”
“Sì,” Lita laughed.
Sebastian lowered his head and kissed her lips softly, but it was Lita who put her hand behind his head and pulled his lips harder against hers before parting her lips to allow him access. They kissed for a long time before separating, but Sebastian kept his arms around her waist when they did.
“Do you remember when we used to spend hours in bed together, princess? Don’t you miss that?”
Lita sighed; she did miss it, but how many hours had he spent in bed with other women since he was in a bed with her last?
Sebastian frowned at her. “What’s put that look on your face, princess?”
“I was just wondering how many hours you’ve spent in bed with other women since we were in a bed together.” Lita shrugged.
Sebastian had a pained look on his face. He dropped his hands from her waist, walked over to the bed, and sat on the end of it. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed heavily before looking over at Lita.
“I don’t know what you want from me, Lolita. I told you that I was in love with you, and you told me to sleep with other women. Now it feels like you’re punishing me for that. I’m trying to follow your rules—well, the ones I agree with, at least.” He gave her a tight smile. “I’m being discreet. I’m not telling you anything about any other women. I’m treating women with respect. Everything that you wanted, I have done. I don’t know what more I can do.”
Lita realized that she’d seen plenty of photos of him out at clubs and drinking, but hadn’t seen pictures of him with any other women. It had been two and a half weeks since the wedding, and the pictures of Cruise Control had been released to the public. Gabriel and Ariana had wanted to do it on their terms, so they’d done a deal with Vanity Fair, who paid a hefty sum for the photographs.
They’d each checked with Lita, separately, that she was definitely okay for them to release the pictures with her in them. Those were the only pictures that had been printed with Sebastian even near another woman. There also hadn’t been any accounts from women on the Cruise Control subreddit, either.
“Thank you, Sebastian. I appreciate that, especially the discretion. It means a lot to me that you’re following the ground rules, even if I’m not.” Lita gave him a chagrined smile.
Sebastian sighed. “I promised you that I would be discreet, and other than my poorly thought-out speech at the wedding, I’ve been trying to stick to that. I’ve been avoiding being seen near women when I’m at the clubs because that’s how rumors start with me. That timeline of women and finding out that people were posting stories about their time with me online was definitely eye-opening for me.”
Lita sat down on the bed next to him. “I’m sorry if you feel like I’m punishing you. It’s not intentional. I miss being with you too, probably more than I care to admit.”
“It sounds an awful lot like you’re in love with me, princess,” he told her, but there was no smile, no joke behind these words.
Lita hated having these conversations with him. Every time they talked about it, she felt like she was sticking a knife into his chest and twisting it. She knew that she simply could not allow herself to love him in the way that he was asking her to do it. Not when he continued sleeping with other women.
“I’m sorry, Seb, but I’m not. I love you. I love sex with you. I’m not in love with you because I don’t want to be in a relationship with you, and that hasn’t changed.” Lita looked at her fingers, which she twisted together and around each other, making patterns with them as she spoke.
Sebastian was silent for a long time before he responded. “Okay. No more ‘I love yous.’ If I make that a ground rule, will you reconsider sleeping with me?”
“That’s a hell of a bargaining chip,” Lita commented. “What are you offering?”
“I will not tell you that I love you, and we can go back to our previous arrangement, including the ground rule of no sleeping with someone else when we’re in the same city.”
Lita considered it. The idea of having guilt-free sex with him at will and of not sitting at home while he went out to fuck other women was tempting. That didn’t solve their problems, though. He would still go back to Chicago, she would still be in Seattle looking at pictures of him out on the town, and no matter how discreet he was, she would still know what he was doing with other women in the bed she had fucked him in so many times, herself.
Lita shook her head. “No deal, Seb. You not saying it doesn’t change the fact that you said it to me. I know it, and it changed our friendship. I can’t agree to those rules.”
“I see. Well, in that case, I will continue to love you, and I will continue to try and get you into my bed. As you can see”—he indicated to where she sat next to him and grinned at her—“I am already succeeding.”
“I’m not in your bed, Sebastian,” Lita laughed.
Sebastian gave her a wicked grin, then leaned close and murmured into her ear in a husky tone, “No, but you will be. I will have you screaming my name in ecstasy before you know it, princess.”
Lita shivered, and Sebastian chuckled softly, his face still near her ear. He moved his face down and kissed her neck.
“You did promise to try and take a million dollars off me this weekend.”
He began dropping soft kisses on her skin as he trailed up from her neck, along her jaw, and softly kissed her lips again.
“You keep your promises, always, Lolita.”
“Fuck, Sebastian. How in the shit do you always manage to do this to me?” Lita moaned as he kissed his way back down to her neck and softly stroked her thigh with his hand.
“Tell me what I do to you, princess.”
“You make me forget my better fucking judgment literally five seconds after I’ve decided that sleeping with you is a terrible idea.” Lita rolled her eyes.
Sebastian laughed in response and laid back on the bed, pulling Lita down next to him as he did.
“What can I say? I specialize in confusing your senses so that you can’t come to them, just for me.”
Now that they were lying down, Sebastian was using his hand to rub her back gently as they talked.
“Have sex with me, princess. I know that you want to.” He took her hand and placed it on the erection that was straining against the confinement of his jeans. “Fuck knows I sure as shit want to. Whatever the fuck our deal is, we bo
th want this, and I’m not in Seattle for long. I want kind of epic sex while I’m here, especially since this is the only place that I can get it.”
Lita began to rub his erection with her hand, and Sebastian gave her a triumphant smile as his hand made it up to her chest, where he began to stroke one of the nipples that was painfully hard and clearly visible against her t-shirt.
Sebastian brought his lips to hers again and kissed her slowly. He explored her mouth with his tongue, and Lita moaned into him as his hand slipped into her jeans, where he began to finger her. They continued to kiss as he brought her to orgasm, and she moaned his name when she did.
Lita got onto her knees and undid the button of Sebastian’s jeans as he watched her through hooded eyes. After she unzipped them and pulled them and his underwear to his ankles, Lita licked her lips as she looked at his erection.
“I definitely missed this from that photo you sent me.”
Sebastian laughed. “Have you masturbated to that photo, princess?”
“Yes,” she told him honestly and lowered her face to his cock so that he wouldn’t see her blush.
“I knew it.”
Lita looked up at his face and saw him smirking as he showed her that he had his timer ready, so she opened her mouth to take him inside it. Giving him a blow job was always more challenging when he started fully erect like this, but Lita noticed that she was finding it easier and less painful now.
She enjoyed the sounds that he made as she sucked him a lot, and even when her jaw started to ache, she was able to ignore it longer now.
Even so, when she finished, Sebastian told her, “Six minutes and twenty-three seconds. I guess this means you’ll have to try again tomorrow before I leave.”
Lita was in the process of taking off her own jeans before she climbed back on the bed and positioned herself over him.
She laughed and said, “Maybe it does. We’ll have to see if you can keep my senses confused for long enough, I guess.”
Lita lowered herself onto his erection, and they groaned in unison before laughing.
“I fucking missed this, princess.”