His gaze snapped toward me. His eyes were hard and filled with rage, his lips set in a firm line. “Don’t I?”
I frowned, glaring at him. “No, you don’t. You left me, remember?”
In a quick move, he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me toward him. His dark eyes blazed with hunger and…guilt.
I gasped, dropping the mug on the counter. “Sebastian.”
He squeezed my neck and leaned down.
I looked up into his eyes, seeing passion and lust swimming through them, but I also saw pain. Like he was concerned that I had moved on. Didn’t he know me at all? We weren’t together for long, but I fell for him hard and fast. The feelings I had for him never went away. I could never get over him. There would be no other man like Sebastian Chelios. He would always be the only one for me, and now that he was alive, I definitely didn’t want anyone else. Could we move past all of the lies and the pain? I hoped so. If not for my sake, then for our son’s.
The desire he had for me years ago never diminished, and that set my blood on fire. My body burned with an aching need.
His lips brushed along mine, sending tingles straight to my groin.
“Kiss me,” I whispered. I didn’t have to ask him twice.
He covered my mouth with his, bruising my lips. It had been so long since I felt his touch. Memories of our first kiss in the alley rained into my mind as his hot, sweet breath surrounded me, flowing deep into my lungs. He leaned against me as his tongue spread my lips, controlling me completely.
I licked at his tongue, opening to him. Sucking. Pulling. Needing.
He groaned against my mouth and pressed his hard body into mine, forcing me to take a step back. He fisted my hair, deepening the kiss.
I moaned and backed up until he had me against the wall.
He pushed into me, his erection pressing into my lower belly and igniting tiny sparks on my body.
My sex clenched. I needed his hands on my skin. Touching me everywhere. Owning me. I wanted him to possess me. Remind me of how good he had made me feel.
Our mouths continued to move as one while his tongue penetrated between my lips. He released me and trailed kisses down my jaw. “I want to fuck you so bad right now.”
My stomach flipped. Running my fingers over the back of his neck, I pulled him against me. “Oh God. Please.”
“I can feel the heat coming off of you,” he said, grinding his hips against mine.
The feel of his hard cock through his thin sweat pants and my cotton shorts just about did me in. I needed to touch him. “I can’t believe you’re back.”
Sebastian paused for a moment, as if maybe he thought he was moving too fast. He held me against him and placed a hard kiss on my lips. “I can’t believe I’m touching you again.”
“I need you. I…” I said softly, tears welling in my eyes.
“I know,” he said softly. He held my face in his hands and kissed my tears away. “I’m so sorry, baby.”
I pulled him against me, wrapping my arms around him, hugging him tightly. Don’t leave me again. As much as I wanted to tell him that, the words wouldn’t come out of my mouth.
Pulling my head back, Sebastian no longer had that moment of hesitation, and licked up the side of my neck.
“Sebastian.” I reached a hand down between us and grabbed onto his waistband.
“I’ve missed you so much, Tori,” he moaned, biting my jaw.
I gasped, and licking my lips, I grazed my fingers under his shirt. The feel of his hard abs twitching under the contact of my hands touching his skin made my heart pound with glee that he was getting as turned on as I was.
Just as I ran a hand up further under his T-shirt, a wail erupted from Antonio, making us both jump apart. The fact that we were making out a few feet away from our son made shame tear through me. Where was my control?
My heart raced against my chest and my cheeks heated like I was sixteen and got caught sneaking my boyfriend into my bedroom.
Sebastian took a deep breath and adjusted himself.
I walked up to Antonio as his wails grew louder. “What is your issue, baby?”
A moment later a bottle came between us, and Antonio’s eyes lit up. His crying stopped.
I laughed as Antonio reached out, snatched the bottle from Sebastian’s hands, and shoved it in his mouth. I wiped the tears from under his eyes and leaned down, kissing Antonio’s head.
“You have perfect timing, don’t you?” I asked him softly.
I took a deep breath and passed Sebastian. My cheeks heated. I could feel his scrutiny as he watched me walk down the hall. Maybe Antonio interrupting us was for the better. It was too soon to jump right back into things with Sebastian. Wasn’t it?
I headed into the washroom, needing a moment away from him. I gripped the bathroom counter, taking deep breaths, trying to control the raging hormones running through my body.
The hairs at the back of my neck tingled, and I looked up. Sebastian stood in the doorway, drinking me in like an oasis.
The air fizzled and crackled around us as the sexual tension grew. I watched him in the mirror as he walked into the small room and close the door behind him.
My skin hummed and vibrated as his warm body pressed me into the counter. Oh God.
He hooked his fingers in my sweater and pulled it off of me, placing it on the counter beside us.
“You’re still so beautiful,” he said, running his fingers gently down my arms. “Probably more so now since having my son.”
My heart swelled and my cheeks heated at that compliment, knowing that he was claiming Antonio as his already. The love that I had for him years ago came racing back full speed ahead, but it was still too soon. Too soon. I just wanted sex. I needed him like I never needed anything before.
Sebastian leaned down and kissed the side of my neck.
Goose bumps rose on my skin at the light, feathery touch. My heart sped up, my blood ringing in my ears. “Sebastian.”
He pushed my hair off of my nape and leaned down, trailing hot kisses under my ear and down to my shoulder. “And you’ve always smelled so good.”
I moaned, leaning into him.
“But there’s something missing,” he said, grinding his hips against my ass. The feel of his erection, hard and throbbing, ignited a deep satisfaction in me that he was getting as worked up as I was.
“Yeah? What’s that?” I asked, pushing back into him, teasing us both.
“Me,” he said huskily, running his hands over my hips.
I smiled. “You?”
He licked up the side of my neck, his hands moving around to my ass, massaging, kneading. “Yeah, you need the smell of me on you.”
“Oh. My…” My nipples hardened at that.
He chuckled. “I think you would like that.”
“How would you know? It’s been awhile. Things could have changed,” I said, ignoring how good his hands felt on my body. It felt familiar yet different. It had been two years, and people can change a lot in that time, but sexually, Sebastian had changed quite a bit. He was always in control before, but now he dominated.
His hands gripped my hips harder. “Baby, I know how your body responds to me, even if it’s been two years since I’ve touched you.”
“Yeah? Prove it,” I needed his hands on me, even if for a little bit. I had loved teasing him. Playing hard to get. I enjoyed making him work for me. It turned him on, knowing that I wasn’t an easy lay like I’m sure most of the women that he had slept with were. Jealousy roamed through me. How many women had he slept with in the last two years?
A sharp bite on my ear made me jump. “You think too much.”
The pain simmered, sending liquid heat pooling in my panties, and I panted, wanting more.
“I know your nipples harden whenever I kiss you here.” He placed a soft kiss on my neck, just below my ear.
My eyes fluttered closed, and my nipples hardened to sharp peaks, proving him right. Aching to be touched, pinched by
him.
“I also know that you love it when I squeeze and slap your ass,” he growled in my ear. He squeezed my ass and rubbed the bulge in his pants against me, making me moan. He then slapped my ass, and I gasped, liquid desire seeping between my legs.
I leaned my head back against his shoulder and licked my lips. “What else?”
“You also love it when I test your limits and fuck you whenever I want,” he said, his voice darkening. He ran a hand over my lower belly and pulled me back against him.
“I’m a mother now. I have to be respon…” My breath hitched as his fingers went lower into my shorts. “…sible.”
“Do you now? So does that mean just plain missionary style for you then, little one?” he teased, wrapping a hand around my neck.
I swallowed hard, gripping the sink. “I guess.”
“I’ll take you the way I want you,” he breathed into my ear.
Chapter 10
Sebastian’s fingers moved back and forth over my mound, making my bones melt. “Please.”
“What, baby?” he whispered in my ear.
I arched against him, biting my lip, and whimpered when he pulled his hand out of my shorts.
“What do you want?” he asked, pressing his chest against my back, pinning me to the counter. His fingers grazed up my thigh, moving to the sensitive flesh just under my ass.
“I want you.” Oh God, did I ever want him. I didn’t’ think I had ever wanted him so bad. I was so turned on it was almost painful.
“Do you now?” he licked my ear, moving his finger further into my shorts. He pushed his knees in between mine, spreading my legs. He ran a finger over my core, and I bucked, gasping as he held me in place. “Much better,” he whispered against my neck.
I spread my legs wider and cried out as he thrust a finger into me and bit my ear at the same time. The pain and pleasure twirling in my body spread desire over my skin. “Oh God.”
“Fuck, I’ve missed your hot pussy.” He drove his finger in and out of me slowly.
I rocked against him, panting, and ground my ass against his crotch. “Sebastian.”
He moved his finger faster and bit my ear again, and then he stopped. My body whimpered when he removed his finger.
It had been way too long since anyone had made me feel that way.
He placed his hands on my hips and spun me so I faced him. My cheeks heated as I watched him stick his finger in his mouth and suck.
He smirked as he swallowed. “Still taste good too.”
My stomach flipped. Oh…wow…
I reached for him, losing myself in his passion-filled eyes, but he grabbed my wrists and held them against his chest.
“No, I’m not fucking you when our son is in the other room.”
My cheeks burned. I had completely forgotten Antonio sat in his highchair not that far from us. God, I was a horrible mother.
I shoved past him, but he grabbed my arm, spinning me to him. “Little one.”
“Let go of me,” I demanded.
“No, not until you tell me what just happened there.”
I scowled. “I almost had sex in front of my…our son.” My cheeks heated more.
A smile coated his features. He grabbed my chin and placed a hard kiss on my lips. “No, you wouldn’t have. As much as I want to rip your shorts down and bury my cock in that sweet pussy of yours—” His eyes blazed and he cleared his throat. “—that can wait.”
My skin bloomed at his words. Shivers ran down my spine. “But if you hadn’t stopped it, I would have…”
He smiled, running his thumb over my bottom lip. “You would have what?”
“I would have let you fuck me senseless,” I told him, using his words.
His thumb stopped, his nostrils flaring. He fisted my hair in his hands and pulled my head back, forcing me to look up at him. Sebastian covered my mouth with his.
I grabbed onto his jacket and moaned against his mouth.
He released me and licked along my bottom lip. “When I fuck you senseless, you’ll know it.”
***
Having Sebastian back in my life was bittersweet. The love and affection he had for me never went away in the time that we were apart, but his possessiveness had magnified during his ‘death.’ Just wait until he found out about Brett. Oh crap. Brett.
“I can’t believe you’re going to keep him,” Sebastian said to me, interrupting my thoughts. He ran a hand down Malvado’s back as he sat on the couch with the big dog on his lap. He looked at the dog lovingly, almost like he was happy that I was going to keep him.
“Well he’s not going back to Jose, that’s for damn sure,” I bit out, picking up the phone. I searched through the phone book and tried looking for someone who would deliver dog food when the phone was snatched from my hands. I turned and opened my mouth to speak and then closed it.
Sebastian placed the phone to his ear and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Yeah, it’s me. Can you bring some dog food on your way? We’ll need a big bag and a chew toy and water bowl too. Thanks my man.”
“Who was that?” I asked, confused.
“You worry too much.” He kissed my nose and pulled me into an embrace.
“Who did you invite over to my house?” I asked, looking up at him. It still amazed me that he was back in my life. It had only been one day, but every so often, I expected him to disappear, and when he didn’t, my heart soared with happiness.
“You’ll see.”
***
“Garrith? What the hell are you doing here?” I exclaimed as he walked into the kitchen. Placing the bag on the floor, he turned to us.
Garrith looked between Sebastian and I, guilt crossing his features. “Did you tell her anything?”
“Not enough,” Sebastian answered, placing a hand on the back of my neck.
Garrith nodded. “Where’s Antonio?”
“He’s down for his nap. Will someone please tell me what’s going on and why you’re not acting surprised at all that Sebastian is clearly alive?” I demanded. Garrith was the other person that knew about Sebastian being alive. Oh God. After all this time. How could he keep that from me?
“You might want to take a seat,” Garrith told me.
I released myself from Sebastian’s grasp and leaned against the back of the couch, crossing my arms under my chest. “I’m good. Now talk.”
Sebastian’s stare bored into me, and I ignored the intense look.
Garrith leaned against the kitchen counter and scrubbed a hand down his face.
“Please tell me what’s going on.”
“I don’t know where to begin,” Garrith admitted.
I huffed. He was playing dumb. He definitely knew what I was asking, but he was going to make me work for the answers that I was looking for. “You must have known he was alive.”
He didn’t reply, giving me my answer.
Tears welled in my eyes. “You knew. All this time you knew that Sebastian was alive? For the past two fucking years, you watched me cry and agonize over losing him.” Having two big men in my kitchen made the room feel small, as if all the air was being sucked out of it.
“I’m so sorry,” he said quietly.
“Does Keisha know about all of this?” I asked him.
Garrith’s eyes widened. “No, and she’s not going to either, not until I’m ready to tell her.”
“I don’t understand.”
Sebastian took a step toward me. “Tori, I did it to protect you.”
“No, if you wanted to protect me, then you wouldn’t have chickened out and left in the first place. Was loving me too much for you?” My voice broke on a sob.
He flinched like I’d slapped him, but he didn’t reply.
“Tori, you’re getting it all wrong,” Garrith said. “This is not Sebastian’s fault. I approached him. He left you because of me.”
I gasped. “Why?” Tears rolled down my cheeks, and I angrily wiped them away.
“We understand you’re upset. H
ell, I would be too if I were in your shoes but…” Garrith took a step toward us. “I can’t tell you anymore.”
“Bullshit you’re not.” I said, confused.
Garrith and Sebastian looked at each other, but Garrith was the one that spoke. “We can’t talk about that yet. Not until Jose is caught.”
“Or dead,” Sebastian added.
“How did you know I got pictures?” I asked Sebastian.
He swallowed and looked away, guiltily.
“I told him,” Garrith said gruffly.
I rolled my eyes. “Of course you did. Now why does that not surprise me?”
Garrith glared at me in warning. “Tori.”
Ignoring the hard-edged stare he was giving me and the firm sound of his voice, I went on. “How long have you known each other?” I asked, looking between the two of them.
“Long enough,” Garrith answered. The vague answers were really starting to piss me off, but I didn’t press. Not yet anyway. I was mentally exhausted, apparently having more patience than I should have. What did that say about me? Maybe I was desperate for attention. Desperate to be loved and for a physical touch.
I sighed and turned back to Sebastian. “Jose is back. I get that. My locks were changed. But you—” I shoved a finger in Sebastian’s face and the word-vomit continued, as I could no longer control the things flowing from my mouth. “You think coming back after all this time is going to protect me from him? You tried that last time and look what happened. He still kidnapped me.”
“Fuck you, Tori,” Sebastian said, snarling.
I gasped, my heart tearing in two. My eyes widened as fury and rage swam in his dark eyes. He never swore at me. Oh God. What did I do? My no-filter moments were really starting to get me into trouble. Guilt ate at me at the pain in Sebastian’s eyes.
“Garrith,” Sebastian growled. “Leave.”
“Yep, I’m out. I’ll see you guys on the weekend.” Garrith walked past us and a moment later the front door shut.
Sebastian took a step toward me and I backed up. “You think I like hearing about what that fucker did to you?” His voice lowered, coated with venom.
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