He chuckled. “I didn’t do anything. All I have to do is walk into a room.”
I crawled onto the bed and knelt, picking at an imaginary fuzz on my shorts. “I just want things back to the way they were before…”
“Before what?”
“Before Keisha got shot. I wish I could do something for them. I feel so helpless.”
“There’s nothing you can do except be there for them.”
Sebastian’s dark eyes bored into mine as if they were questioning whether I regretted letting him back into my life after he had supposedly been dead for two years. “Don’t look at me like that.”
His eye brow rose. “Like what?”
“Like you’re accusing me of something.” I was sick of being second-guessed or told how to feel. I had finally convinced Sebastian to stay in my life, but he was still stuck on the fact that I may have regrets when I didn’t.
He walked up to me and placed a hand on the back of my neck. “I’m not accusing you of anything.”
“Yes, you are. You’re looking at me like you think I’m regretting letting you back into my life.” I waited for his response and chewed on my bottom lip.
“I know you don’t regret it. I know that now, little one, and I’m sorry. I am so fucking sorry for everything.”
My gaze moved around my room as memories of Jose attacking me came crashing into my mind.
“Hey.” Sebastian grabbed my chin and turned my head to face him. “He’s gone, baby. It’s over.”
I rose to my knees and wrapped my arms around Sebastian’s shoulders. His strong shoulders that had helped me through so much. That had saved me. “Just please don’t doubt me. Ever again. I love you.”
“I know that now, baby.” He ran his hands under my shirt, pulling me against him. “I never thought I would be enough for you…”
I placed a soft kiss on his lips. “We’re enough for each other.”
He smirked and bit my chin.
I ran my hands around his neck, brushing my fingers over his nape. “So…I have to ask…where is this going?”
Sebastian smirked that sexy grin of his that melted my bones. “Where do you want it to go?” He cupped my ass and pulled me against him.
I sighed and thought a moment. “Right now I just want to feel you.” I rubbed my thumb over his full bottom lip, leaned down and licked into his mouth. I controlled the kiss for just a moment before it switched gears and he took over. His tongue fought with mine, owning me. Possessing me. It danced around the inside of my mouth, setting my skin on fire from just a kiss.
I ran a hand over the back of his head, pushing him tighter against me, deepening the kiss.
My head was pulled back roughly, and I gasped as liquid pooled in my panties at the sharp tug. Sebastian’s teeth grazed over my jaw before releasing me completely, leaving me panting and shaking with need. He smiled smugly and backed up until he hit the wall. A large thick erection sported from under the towel, making my mouth salivate.
I hopped off the bed and knelt in front of him. His nostrils flared as he watched me. He leaned down and placed a hard kiss on my mouth. “I have one rule.”
My pussy clenched at the deep husky tone of his voice. “What’s that?”
“Keep your hands behind your back.” He kissed me again and leaned against the wall. “If you use them, I will restrain you.”
Oh, wow. My heart thudded against my chest at that image. Not being able to touch him while he pumped his cock between my lips made my core throb with anticipation.
Sebastian chuckled and placed another kiss on my lips. “Looks like you would enjoy that.”
“Yes,” I breathed.
He fisted my hair, pulling my head back, and licked his way into my mouth. “I’ll keep that in mind, baby. Now, suck my cock.”
Okay, I could do this. I linked my hands behind my back and looked up at him, waiting.
Sebastian’s eyes were dark with hunger, and he slowly removed the towel. His rigid length sprang out in front of him, and if he were lying down, it would surely reach his belly button.
Licking my lips, I shuffled towards him.
“No hands, baby,” he reminded me.
I shook my head and smiled. He was going to be putty in my hands after. “Oh, Sebastian, you are in for a treat.”
His lips parted. “Am I? You sure are confident.”
Oh, yes, I am. I licked up the underside of his cock, making it twitch against my mouth. I licked all over him from base to tip and the heavy sac underneath. Every so often, I’d look up and our gazes would lock, but his expression hadn’t changed. Time to up my game. I linked my hands tighter around my back, opened my mouth to take him in and then stopped. “Fuck my mouth, baby.”
His breath hitched. Oh yeah, now there was the reaction I was looking for.
Not waiting for a reply, I opened my mouth and took him in halfway. I relaxed my throat and went deeper.
He grunted but didn’t say anything.
My heart leapt with glee at the challenge. I sucked and pulled him with my mouth, sliding from base to tip as fast as I could.
Sebastian groaned, grabbed the back of my head, and fisted his hand in my hair. He thrust his cock into my mouth. My pussy clenched, aching to be touched by him, but this was turning me on almost as much as if he were.
“Oh fuck, Tori.” His cock twitched in my mouth, and his hips bucked against my face. He released into me, the salty taste of his essence shooting down my throat. When he stopped shaking, I licked up the last drop, making him shudder against my lips.
I kissed his thigh and turned to get up when I was gently pushed to the ground.
Sebastian lifted my T-shirt and slammed his cock into my core making me cry out at the deep impact. “Sebastian.”
He grunted, thrusting hard into me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back so I was sitting on his lap. I tugged off my shirt and threw it beside us, needing to feel his hands all over me.
He wrapped a hand around my neck, kissed and nibbled my shoulder, all the while still pounding into me.
“You feel so good, little one. It’s been too long.”
I moaned and gasped when his hand went between my legs, his fingers rubbing quickly over my clit. I spread my legs, the multiple sensations from him thrusting into me, his finger running over the hard nub, sent an orgasm exploding from my middle. I screamed his name and continued when he quickly bent me back over. He grabbed my wrists, holding them behind my back so I was completely restrained. It was heaven, not being able to move at all and let him have his way with my body to do whatever he wished. I wouldn’t have changed it for the world.
“That’s it, baby, come again for me.” He sped up his hips, grunting as he powered his cock into me.
Another eruption of pure bliss barrelled through my body as he impaled me and then stopped, shaking through his own release. We were both sated and spent, our breathing ragged.
Sebastian released me, lifted me in his arms, and brought me over to the bed. My skin vibrated from pleasure. He wrapped the blanket and his arm around me and pulled me close, kissing my shoulder.
I moaned and snuggled against him, my ass hitting his cock.
“Little one, I know I’m irresistible, but are you sure you want it again so soon?”
I laughed and pushed into him, rubbing myself against his hardening length. “That depends on if you can handle it or not.”
In one smooth move, I was pushed onto my stomach and Sebastian had his cock back inside of me. He snarled into my neck as he curled his fingers in mine. “I love a good challenge.”
***
“Have you talked to Garrith at all?” I asked Keisha as we sat on my deck.
“No,” Keisha said sadly.
My mother was bouncing Antonio on her lap, listening intently to our conversation. Her shiny black bob was pulled back by a gold head band and she laughed as Antonio tried grabbing it.
I had found out that once Garrith and the feds had gone to her plac
e to get Antonio, she was spouting off swear words that would make a sailor blush.
“It’ll come in time, darling,” my mother told her, patting her arm lightly.
Keisha looked up at her and smiled. “Thank you. I just…”
I looked at her and waited, but she wouldn’t continue. Okay… “Have you tried talking to him?”
She barked a laugh. “Have you tried talking to him? That man is difficult. It’s like one thing goes wrong and he runs away. Has he always been like this?”
My mouth opened and closed. She knew him already. “Well he was there by your side when you got shot.”
We had decided to fill her in on all of the missing details as much as we could. We also filled my mom in on everything as well, including Jose kidnapping me two years before. She didn’t need to know that Sebastian and Brett had taken care of him though. I didn’t know the full extent of what had happened anyway.
Keisha’s memories still weren’t coming back, but we took it a day at a time. That’s all we could do for her. I just wished that Garrith would smarten up and try to win her back, fight for her at least. If she didn’t remember him, the least he could do was try to make her fall in love with him again.
“But he’s not here now. I need…I…God, I don’t know what I need.” A sob escaped her lips.
“I know it’s hard. I wish there was something I could do to help,” I said gently.
She shook her head and sighed as my mother placed Antonio in her lap and wrapped her arms around Keisha. “You have been amazing. All of you. But the things I’ve heard about Garrith loving me and all, I just find it hard to believe, you know? He apparently was persistent in the beginning but now, it’s like he’s given up.”
“I know. I can’t help you there. You never told me what your history was like with him. It was rocky. I know that much.”
She stood up and held Antonio tight against her chest, pacing back and forth in front of us.
“Keisha, have you tried asking your brother?” my mom suggested.
“Garrith was his friend first, wasn’t he? And then you met him?” I added.
Keisha nodded. “Yeah, I asked him. He said I met him at a party or something. God,” tears ran down her cheeks. “I don’t remember anything about him, but I feel…I feel drawn to him on a whole other level. I can’t explain it.”
“You don’t need to explain.”
Keisha roughly wiped under eyes and rose to her feet, handing Antonio back to my mother. “I’m sorry. I think…I think I need some time alone.”
I nodded and followed her inside. We walked to the entrance of my house in silence before she turned to me. “If you hear from Garrith, please tell him that I am sorry. I wish I could remember him. I’m trying. Please, Tori.”
A lump formed in my throat at her plea, and all I could do was nod.
She hugged me before leaving, and I watched her walk to her car. She closed the door behind her.
I turned to my mother as she came back into the house. She placed Antonio in his high chair and met me at the door.
My stomach ached, and feeling helpless, I did the only thing I could think of. I hugged my mom and cried. Hard sobs wracked my shoulders. So much had happened in the last month, heartwarming and breaking simultaneously. What human could process it all without cracking?
“Shhh,” my mother cooed, brushing my head softly with her hand. “The love they feel for each other is strong.”
I sniffed and brushed the tears under my eyes. “But Keisha doesn’t remember him. How could she love him?”
My mom grabbed my face in her hands and kissed my forehead. “Just because Keisha’s mind has forgotten him, doesn’t mean that her heart has.”
Chapter 30
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Sebastian asked as I walked around the small room with pictures lining the walls. We took a much needed trip away to New Jersey to visit his friend. My mother was watching Antonio, and ever since he was kidnapped, everyone kept an extra close eye on him. My mother wanted to spend as much time with him as she could. I could tell that she felt guilty over everything that had happened, but I didn’t blame her. I didn’t blame anyone. Except for Jose. But he’d been taken care of, thank God.
It had been a couple of weeks since Keisha got shot. She still had no memory, and Garrith was nowhere to be found. Sebastian said all we needed to know was that he was safe. All I could do was be supportive of my friends, but I needed to get away.
I turned to Sebastian, nervous butterflies flying around in my stomach. “I do.”
“You don’t have to.” He placed a hand on the back of my neck, running a thumb up and down the side.
Shivering under his touch, I turned back to the wall. “I know I don’t have to but I really want one. They sure look sexy as hell on you.”
Sebastian smirked and placed a hard kiss on my lips. “You like my tattoos?”
My skin bloomed. “Oh yeah, and besides, we were in the area, and we did drive all this way.”
“Yeah, I need to talk to the owner about that,” Sebastian grumbled and kissed my forehead.
“Talk to the owner about what?”
I turned to the sound of a deep voice as a large man approached us. I had seen him earlier when we walked in, but he was with a customer giving her some sort of piercing in her cheek.
The air around the man practically shimmered with strength as he took me in. He was dressed head to toe in black and had an eye patch covering what had looked like a scar. He was downright scary looking as the corners of his scarred mouth turned up.
Sebastian took a step toward him. “It’s about time we got some service, asshole.”
The guy glared at him, his one good eye darkening and then to my amazement, he pulled Sebastian in for an embrace.
My mouth dropped.
“Where have you been all of my life?” the guy asked, practically swooning over my man.
Forcing myself in between them, I glared up at the other guy. “Excuse me? Who the hell do you think you are?”
The guy’s gaze travelled down my body and back up to my face, a huge grin breaking out on his scarred but handsome face. “Well, Sebastian, it looks like you finally met your match.”
I shook my head in confusion and looked behind me at Sebastian, who had a smug look on his face. Looked like he wasn’t the only one that became territorial.
“Will someone please explain what is going on?”
Sebastian laughed and placed a hand on the back of my neck. “Little one, this is Lucas Crane, my tattoo artist. The friend we’re here to see.”
My eyes widened. Well, that explained a lot.
“And Lucas, this is Tori McLeod, my girlfriend,” Sebastian said, running his hand down my back.
Lucas took a step toward me and held out his hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet a woman who was finally able to tame Sebastian Chelios.”
I frowned and tentatively returned his handshake. His hand was warm but firm, and his gaze bored into me, showing no hint of emotion.
“Thanks, I think,” I mumbled.
His stare was captivating, like a car crash. I knew I should look away, but couldn’t.
Lucas smirked and crossed his arms over his broad chest. “So, are you getting another tattoo?” he asked Sebastian.
“I am, and Tori is getting her first one,” Sebastian explained.
Lucas’s gaze flicked back to me. A glimmer of something flashed through his eyes, but it was gone so quickly I couldn’t make out what it was.
He clapped his hands together. “Sweet, I love fresh meat.”
My stomach twisted with unease. This guy was messed up in the head.
“Be nice to my girl or else I’ll add more scars to that pretty face of yours,” Sebastian threatened. I gasped, my eyes widening, knowing that Sebastian was not joking—or maybe he was. Sometimes even I couldn’t tell.
A malicious smile spread on Lucas’s face, and he took a step toward us.
My stomach r
olled with anxiety. How could Sebastian have said—
Lucas burst out laughing. “God, I’ve missed you. It’s been way too long, fucker.” Lucas shook his head and turned around, walking to a bench, his laughter following him.
Okay…I looked up at Sebastian as we followed Lucas. “You were kidding, right?”
He looked down at me and winked. He grabbed my chin and placed a firm kiss on my lips. “No, I wasn’t joking, but he knows that.”
“Oh…I…oh…” Their friendship was odd for me. I had only seen Sebastian with Garrith but never around someone from his childhood. It was new, but their banter was refreshing.
“So, who do I get to maim first?” Lucas called from his stool.
Sebastian chuckled, leading me to the chair. “Lucas, still with the dry-ass jokes I see?”
“Oh shit. Sorry man.” He looked at me as I sat down. “Did I offend you?”
I scoffed. “Seriously? Have you met my boyfriend?”
“Hey.” Sebastian feigned shock. “I would never say anything offensive at all.”
Lucas and I looked at each other and we both laughed.
“It’s ok, baby. I like your offensiveness,” I reassured him, patting his arm.
“I’ve never heard you complain before,” he said, his voice lowering.
My throat went dry at the hard look of lust in his eyes, and I cleared my throat. “I’m not complaining.”
He smirked. “That’s what I thought.”
Lucas chuckled. “I like her. She has my approval.”
Sebastian grabbed a stool and sat on the other side of me. “Yeah, I kinda like her too.”
I frowned and crossed my arms over my chest. “You kind of like me?”
“Uh, dude, you sure you want to go there?” Lucas asked, pulling on white gloves. “You know what they say about women and wrath and scorned or some shit. However the saying goes, I learned a long time ago never to get on a woman’s bad side, and I have many scars to prove it.”
“You deserved every scar you have, man.”
Lucas laughed. “True.”
I sighed.
“You can’t fix everyone baby,” Sebastian whispered in my ear.
I looked up at him and smiled. “I fixed you, didn’t I?”
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