Forever reading me right, Sebastian eased me down onto the bed before stepping back. “I’ll never get enough of looking at you.” His eyes roamed my body.
Since I wanted nothing more than to please him, I wiggled out of my jeans, the horizontal position making it easier to pull them off. I sat up, taking off my shirt, a sense of urgency to my movements. I should have been a lot better versed in taking my clothes off after working at a strip club for over a year, but my movements were jerky and unpracticed.
Sebastian watched me with hungry eyes, pulling his T-shirt over his head. I licked my lips, my eyes glued to his body. The hard ridges of his stomach looked more pronounced in the low light of my bedside lamp, and the sharp contours of his face gave his already masculine appearance an edge.
I hoped I would never lose the feeling of unwrapping a present every time he took his clothes off. My heart took a flying leap when he pushed his jeans off, leaving him in nothing but his boxers.
He kneeled on the bed, his big body coming down on top of mine, his hands braced next to my head. Our mouths met in a soul-bending kiss as his hands mapped my body.
He eased the cup of my bra aside, and his lips brushed my nipples. I wound my arms around him, holding him close, craving each touch of his hands and caress of his lips.
I was alight with the need to be close to him, his touch hypnotizing me, making every cell of my body tingle.
But the feeling was much more than desire; it was love and need.
His lips traced a path down my body, making me burn with passion. He devoured me, his kisses drugging, his hands searching. The telltale crinkle of foil nearly made me weep with relief, the need to be connected to him all-consuming.
And when I didn’t think I could take anymore, he entered me with an aching slowness. There was a dreamy intimacy to our lovemaking that I’d never experienced before.
We groaned in unison, our mouths clashing, our bodies moving against each other in perfect harmony.
He took me to the height of passion, my body his completely. A deep feeling of peace surrounded me, and I came with quivering lips, my eyes locked on his. He soon followed me, his gaze never leaving mine.
And when we curled up in bed together—unfortunately in our pajamas, because kids—I knew I had everything I could ever need in my house at that moment.
My last waking thought before I drifted into sleep safely cocooned in his arms was that everything that happened to me in my life was worth it if this was where my path had taken me. And I’d go through it all again if it would lead me to him in the end.
CHAPTER TWENTY
“Luca,” I called through the huge office, sure the guys downstairs would be able to hear me.
“It wasn’t me,” my son yelled back.
I looked at the ceiling, hoping for divine intervention. Or a donut. I’d settle for the latter in a heartbeat.
The last few weeks had been like living a dream. Or someone else’s life. I’d finished out my two weeks at Pepper’s and started working in the office four days ago. Turned out the club owned a few buildings in town, one of them housing a tattoo shop downstairs and their offices upstairs.
I had my own space, right next to Sebastian’s office. He was looking for someone to replace him as head of security at Pepper’s so he could take over as the MC’s security firm. He had more experience in that space than anyone else, and he could mostly keep normal working hours.
Talon had cleared out an office, and the guys had turned it into a playroom for the kids. It was opposite my room, and I had a clear path to look inside from behind my desk. Luca and Lena were currently playing with Talon, who was taking an extended lunch break that so far had lasted two hours.
I eyed the mess of sticky tape on my desk again and sighed. On the grand scale of things, sticky-taping my mouse, drawers, and keyboard wasn’t the worst.
But since he had to understand that I was serious when I asked him to stay away from the contents of my desk drawers, I got up to talk to him.
“Hey.” Sebastian came inside as I was rounding my desk.
My breath hitched and my heart broke out in an embarrassing dance routine. My feelings for him seemed to intensify the more we saw each other instead of tapering down to normal, sane levels.
“I thought you were out on a job,” I said, making my way to him.
He pulled me close as soon as I was within reach and pressed a chaste kiss to my lips. “Everything was fine, and I missed you, so I came back.”
I wound my arms around his neck and sank my hands into his hair, brushing through the silky strands.
“Missed you too,” I whispered against his lips and kissed him.
“Stop with the kissing already,” Talon complained from the playroom. “Did you forget this is an office?”
I leaned around Sebastian, watching Talon pretend to drink tea from a cup that was half the size of his hand. He was also wearing a gold tiara and pink bracelets.
“I didn’t, but you seem to. Don’t you have work to do?” I asked, struggling to hold back the laughter.
“Is that glitter on your face?” Sebastian asked, turning us so we were facing Lena and Talon. Luca was still in hiding.
“As a matter of fact, it is,” Talon said, putting his middle finger on the side
