Chapter 13
The next few days go by quietly. Jake confronted his step siblings about being rude, so they speak to Will and Ray now, although it’s minimal.
I haven’t seen them again, but they're at the condo building every weekday after Jake’s physiotherapy appointments.
They gave Jake their cell phone numbers, too.
Joseph and Colette are staying in Charleston at a motel and have a rental car, and they told Jake they'll fly back to New York this weekend.
When I asked about missing school, Jake explained that homeschooling lets them set their own schedules.
The date for the Celtics tickets I got Seb for Christmas has finally arrived. It’s a Wednesday, so we'll miss a half-day of school the next morning, but Dad and Troy are both fine with it.
The game is all he can talk about at school. He has a Celtics jersey on and is bouncing around all day. We have to leave as soon as the last bell rings, so I have a packed bag with me.
Filling my backpack after last period, I find Seb waiting outside my classroom. “Let’s go, Sunshine. Time’s wasting.” He pulls me along at a jog out to the parking lot, almost skipping with excitement. I unlock the doors and chuck the keys to him.
Throwing his bags into the backseat, he hops behind the wheel and starts the engine. “NBA, here we come,” he exclaims, his fist thrusting in the air.
Chuckling, I text everyone we’re on our way and grab a couple of granola bars for us, settling in for the long drive. I packed sandwiches and fruit for dinner since we don’t have time to stop anywhere.
We make good time to Charlotte, and Seb keeps me entertained with Celtics facts in between belting his heart out to the music playing.
It’s rush hour when we get to the city, but the stadium is in a suburb, so we avoid much of the traffic.
Seb finds an empty parking spot, and we jog towards the entrance.
Our seats are midway up in the stands, dead center.
We take our seats just as the lights dim, and Seb is vibrating beside me. Music and flashing lights accompany the announcer as the crowd roars. We’re quickly back on our feet, cheering with other fans. Seb knows all the players on the Celtics and many on the Hornets.
He buys a foam finger, and we sip sodas as we watch the game. He’s enthralled. The only other time I’ve seen him so quiet and focused is when he’s playing basketball. I hope he gets a full ride scholarship so he can continue playing in college.
It’s a fantastic game. The Celtics win by 6 points, and Seb’s super happy.
We wait until most of the crowd clears out before leaving to find the Jeep.
Seb is chatting nonstop about the players and some key plays they ran as he drives us to the hotel.
I checked in online on the drive up, so Seb grabs our key while I text Zander that we’re in for the night.
The room is just a standard with two double beds and a bathroom, nothing fancy. I drop my bag at the end of the bed, and before I can turn around, Seb’s arms are around my waist. “Sunshine,” he murmurs, kissing my neck. “Come shower with me.”
Nodding, I grab my toiletries and let him lead me into the bathroom. Seb quickly strips down before circling me. “Strip for me, Sunshine,” he demands.
I slowly drag my shirt overhead, letting it drop to the floor.
Removing my sneakers, I take my time unbuttoning my jeans and shimmy my hips to pull them over my butt, sliding them down my legs.
Bending over with my back to Hurry, I step one leg out, then the other, and remain bent in half to remove my socks.
I’m certainly not a sex goddess or able to pull off a strip show, but I know going slow drives him mad with lust.
Once my socks are off, I stand and turn towards him.
Unclasping my bra, I step backward towards the large walk-in shower.
Tossing my bra to him, I slide my panties off before disappearing around the shower wall.
I don’t even get the water turned on before Seb is on me, wrapping his arms around my middle and nuzzling my neck.
Smiling to myself, I turn the faucet on, waiting for the water to heat as Seb moves one arm up towards my breast to massage it. He’s rock hard against my back, and I love that I have such an effect on him.
“You did that slowly on purpose, Sunshine,” he murmurs, nipping my neck, “I’m gonna edge you for that.
” He slaps my ass before turning me and putting my head under the spray.
He shampoos and conditions my hair before using my body wash, paying particular attention to my breasts and clit, working me up just enough that I’m feeling flushed.
I return the favor, washing him before turning off the water and getting out.
There are lovely heated towels on a rack for us to use.
Seb takes it upon himself to dry my hair and body before hoisting me into his arms, carrying me bridal-style to the bed.
He gently lays me out after folding down the covers, stepping back to admire the view.
Rubbing his chin, he looks me over. “I have an idea, Sunshine. How do you feel about sensory deprivation?”
“Explain.” I’m curious. Being with Seb is always enjoyable, no matter what we’ve done.
He steps over to his bags, pulling out a satin pouch.
Loosening the strings, he dumps the contents onto the bed.
Leaning up on an elbow, I see satin strips of cloth and an eye mask.
Quirking an eyebrow at him, he smiles. “I want to tie your wrists and ankles and cover your eyes while I pleasure you. Are you game?”
“You can’t tie my hands together above my head, Hurry.
Terrible memories. My legs are fine, as is the mask.
” I lay back down and get comfortable. Seb spreads my legs, wrapping each ankle in satin before tying them to the bedposts.
I give a tug, but the satin holds. There’s a little give, but I’m secure.
Seb crawls onto the bed with the eye mask in hand. “Feeling okay, Sunshine?”
“I’m good.”
He smiles and then covers my eyes with the mask. “You say stop, we stop. Keep your hands to yourself. Let me hear you understand,” he says, tweaking my nipple.
I yelp, then laugh, not expecting that. That’s the whole point, I guess. “I say stop, you stop. Got it.”
Seb hums as I feel his hands run down from my shoulders, between my breasts, to my hips, and down my legs. He massages my entire body, starting with the arches of my feet, randomly rubbing my clit while he works.
I don’t know if it’s the loss of eyesight, but every caress seems heightened and more enjoyable. I lose track of time and space, completely giving myself over to the pleasure Seb's bringing me.
It seems every time his fingers trail over my nub; I get more turned on despite the inconsistency. I’m a relaxed, aroused pile of goo by the time he reaches my arms, and a sigh leaves my lips.
Seb’s hands leave my body as I float in bliss.
The next sensation is him sliding into me, full and deep.
The foreign and unexpected intrusion causes me to gasp, quickly bringing me back into the present.
He pauses, allowing me a moment to adjust, but I was so relaxed, I’m fine. “Still with me, Sunshine?”
“Definitely,” I nod my head.
Keeping the blindfold on, he takes me hard and fast, and an orgasm quickly rips through my body after all the teasing. My back arches off the bed as the pleasurable sensations roll through me. The restraints keep me from moving too much as Seb continues his pace.
The urge to reach out and touch him is strong, but I behave, gripping the sheets instead.
After the contractions subside, Seb slips out and unties one ankle, lifting it over his elbow, and pushes back inside.
A slow, rolling rhythm has Seb hitting my g spot with every thrust, and another orgasm builds.
Seb rubs my clit as he gradually picks up speed.
My moaning combines with his grunts in a symphony of pleasure.
Seb suddenly pulls out, so close to my second orgasm, I groan. “Seb!”
“Patience, Sunshine.” I can hear the smile in his voice.
He unties my other ankle and then removes the pillow from below my head, pushing it behind me.
Grabbing both legs, he bends my knees back towards my chest and then slams into me.
A squeak leaves me as he lets loose. Between the pounding and the stretch of my legs to my chest, bending me in two, I’m overwhelmed in the best way.
A powerful orgasm rips through my body as I cover my mouth to muffle the scream that tears from me.
My contractions cause Seb to join me as he pushes as deep as he can, pulsing inside. He drops my legs and rubs my clit in a quick back and forth motion. “Oh, god Seb. It’s too much,” I groan, fumbling to grab his arm.
“Are you telling me to stop, Sunshine?”
“No.” A moan follows my reply. Seb pulls my folds apart to expose my little nub more before rubbing it again. It’s a combination of pain and pleasure, but I orgasm again, a short but heady flush rolling through my body.
My muscles are a little shaky, my body sagging into the mattress as Seb pulls out. I feel him leave the bed as I try to recover. Wow, just wow. He returns and pulls my mask off before cleaning me up. “Okay, Sunshine?”
“Uh huh,” I mumble, unable to move. Seb smiles at me, covering me up.
He gently brushes hair off my forehead and settles my head back on the pillow before getting up and turning the lights off.
He grabs a bottle of water and the remote before joining me in bed.
I snuggle into his side as he turns on the television, but I’m out before he finds something to watch.
An alarm beeping wakes me in the morning.
I’m on my back with a large koala clinging to me.
Seb mumbles something, rubbing his face into my boobs and settles.
Chuckling to myself, I quietly slide out from under him and put a pillow in my place.
Another grumble leaves Seb, but he stays asleep.
I turn off his phone and grab my bag, slipping into the bathroom to shower and dress.
My clit is tender this morning, and the muscles at the back of my thighs are a little tight, but a smile pulls at my lips as tingles run through me just thinking about last night.
I text Zander, Jake, and the guys good morning before leaving the bathroom. Seb is sprawled on his back, mouth slightly ajar, with soft snores. I snap a pic with my phone before sitting beside him on the bed. “Rise and shine, Hurry.” I run my fingers through his hair as he cracks one eye open.
“You’re dressed, Sunshine. Bummer,” he yawns.
Laughing, I tell him to grab a quick shower because we need to leave in twenty minutes, and I check out online as Seb gets ready. Before we hit the road, we stop at a fast food restaurant for breakfast, coffee, and tea.
We arrive back in Mt. Pleasant around 11:30am, so we stop at Finn for lunch. We find Dad and Troy in my dad’s office. “Hello there. This is a delightful surprise,” Dad smiles. “How was your trip?”
Seb animatedly tells them about the game, regaling them with all the plays and scores. “A great choice for a gift, Summer,” Troy smiles at me. “Glad you two had fun.”
“Do you have time for lunch?” I ask. They do, so we follow them to the diner, and then I drive us to school for afternoon classes.