Chapter 23
Sebastian
I’m seated at a table, watching Lily dance her ass off on the dancefloor; and even though I hate to admit it, Dean was right.
It’s fun having a night out, especially when Lily is dancing and singing her heart out. She’s magnificent and sexy all at once.
I’ll gladly go out again if it means seeing her enjoy herself this much.
Occasionally, a dude will saunter up to her, but she’ll give them a look, say something, and they’ll be on their merry way.
Each time, I’m up on my feet; but by the time I’ve taken two steps, they’re already gone.
She’s handling herself just fine.
And she’s looking at me, all sinful eyes and hidden smiles.
“Please tell me you’ve made a move, because watching the two of you right now is messed up if you haven’t,” Dean says beside me, sipping on his water.
We’re not drinking as it’s the middle of the season, and neither of us fancies a hangover.
Fredrick is out on the dancefloor, cosying up to a girl he’ll probably bring home for the night.
Ian is off playing darts whilst I, Dean, and Joseph are hanging back, watching the action unfold in front of us.
Or, for me, watching Lily.
“I caught them with their tongues so far down each other’s throats, I’m surprised they’re still breathing,” Joseph says, snickering, which makes Dean laugh as well.
“It wasn’t that bad, you idiot,” I say, but it probably was.
Now that we’ve crossed that line, I’m not that interested in holding back.
And to my defence, I thought we were alone.
Lily was more horrified than I.
I think it was the first time I’ve ever seen her blush.
She’s usually a happy-go-lucky type who doesn’t care what anyone has to say about her.
It’s one of the things I love about her.
But having Joseph interrupt us?
She was embarrassed, which I found adorable.
I should probably tell her about my family knowing about my crush on her for a long time, but it’s also fun watching her squirm a little.
She’s been making me feel unbalanced in her presence these past weeks—joking about seducing my coach, and asking me if I ever have sex with girls.
Therefore, she can handle blushing around my family.
“I’m happy for you, man, and you suit each other,” Dean says, looking over to where Lily is dancing.
She’s found herself a group of girls who are belting out the lyrics to “Club Can’t Handle Me.”
She’s stunning.
“Yeah, I’m just hoping her brother won’t kill me,” I say.
“Luke is a good guy. I don’t think he’ll be that angry. And are you sure he doesn’t already know? It’s been obvious for us at least—how you feel about her,” Joseph says.
Luke has mentioned Lily having a crush on me, but each time I’ve felt panicked, not knowing how to react.
He’s always said she had a crush on me, but he’s never suggested that he knew that I also liked her.
I’ve also not been seeing her regularly as I have in these last few weeks.
Those feelings and the crush have intensified massively by spending time with her.
Before I was able to push it to the back of my mind, not feeling the need to talk to Luke about it, as I wasn’t ever planning on doing anything about it.
Now, the situation is very different.
Joseph does have a point, though.
My whole family wasn’t all that surprised to see us cuddled up on the couch.
Maybe Luke will have a similar reaction.
At least I can hope.
Lily comes over after her sing-along marathon, and when she sits down in the booth next to me, I place my hand on her thigh.
Her bare thigh.
I drag my fingers up and down her leg, each time going a little higher.
Lily continues talking with Dean and Joseph as usual, seemingly unaffected by my touch.
I watch her reactions, and when she squeezes her legs a little tighter together, her breathing deepening, I push her more.
Let’s see just how much she’ll allow me to do in this public place.
It’s not like anyone can see my hand; we’re hidden in the dark, but we’re still not alone.
I bring my fingers to the inside of her thigh, nearing her underwear.
“Are you enjoying London? Or would you have liked to have stayed back in Seattle?” Josep asks Lily.
I bring my fingers higher, feeling the lace of her underwear.
Lily adjusts in her seat, and I expect her to close her legs, break my touch.
I should know that Lily would never back down from a challenge.
She spreads her legs further apart, giving me better access as she answers Joseph.
“I’m glad I ended up in London. I don’t think Seattle would have been as satisfactory or thrilling,” she says, and the irony isn’t lost on me.
She fucking loves this.
I bring my fingers inside her thong, and when I find her wet from my touch, I’m tempted to bring her with me to a more private place to finish this off.
The first time I have my fingers in her cunt, and we’re in a fucking bar.
We’re nothing but adventurous.
It does feel like us, though.
Always up for a challenge. A little forbidden and daring.
I bring my finger inside her, and the sensations running through my body are so intense you would think I am the one being touched.
Fuck.
We really shouldn’t be doing this.
But the kick of it makes it all the better.
Lily leans slightly forward, my touch making her breath harder as I push my finger in and out of her.
“I want to play a game of pool. Anyone up for it?” Dean asks, and luckily for us, Joseph volunteers to go with him whilst we stay back.
They probably think we want to make out some more, and we might do that as well, but if only they knew what we are doing right now.
When they leave, Lily doesn’t contain her reactions to my touch as much.
She lets out a whimper as I lean down, kissing her throat as I continue working my finger inside her.
“Fuck, Sebastian. We shouldn’t,” she whispers, biting her lip.
When I catch her eyes, they tell me all I need to know, together with the way her body is responding to my touch.
I add a second finger, whilst I start circling her clit with my thumb.
“Hell. You even told me you were a filthy girl, Lily. I didn’t realise just how much,” I say, kissing her.
“Sebastian.” My name is a plea on her lips, making my cock hard from her sounds and reactions.
She rests her head against my shoulder, and when I feel a bite to my throat, I feel fucking feral for her. She’s trying to contain her sounds against me.
Christ.
How explosive will we be in bed and with privacy?
“Let go, Lily,” I tell her, feeling her walls tighten around my fingers as she comes.
She lets out a small moan, which has my body tensed up.
I just gave her an orgasm in a bar—the first one of many.
We’re both doomed.
“Fuck. I knew you could be wild, Sebastian. Happy to have brought out that side of you around me for once,” she says, happiness radiating off her.
I withdraw my fingers, licking them clean of her arousal.
Lily watches me, her lustful gaze intense.
“Yeah, I feel fucking wild around you,” I tell her.
It’s like she’s unleashed a beast.
She’s consuming me, but I’m welcoming it.
“Can we go home?” she asks. I’d want nothing more than finishing what we just started back at my place, but Joseph is staying with me, complicating things.
We could go to her apartment.
“Joseph is staying at my place. We can go to yours, but then you’ll have to be ready for a lot of teasing from him tomorrow,” I tell her.
He would definitely know why I’d rather spend the night with Lily.
“Or you could just sneak out, like my dirty little secret.”
She smirks at me.
Hell.
The suggestion is tempting, but I want to savour her. Not feel rushed to get back to my place, to avoid suspicion.
I want our first time together to be perfect.
“I plan on taking my time with you, Lily. Therefore, we’ll wait till he leaves. That’s one of the things we do best— wait,” I tell her, leaning in to kiss her.
She sighs against my lips, frustrated but agreeable.
“I’ll book Joseph on the next flight out of London,” she says, making us laugh.
I know the wait will make it that much sweeter.
～
We finally get Joseph to agree it’s time to go home. He’s a little drunk, and I help steady him as we make our way into my apartment.
When he’s all down for the night in one of the guest bedrooms, I make my way down to Lily’s apartment.
I want to give her at least a proper goodnight.
When she opens the door, she’s just in her stockings and underwear, her dress thrown over one of the chairs.
I swallow, taking her in.
She stands there, confident and sexy in the moonlight.
Maybe this wasn’t a good idea.
Looking at her, the idea of going back up to my own apartment seems like a terrible idea.
I close the distance between us, pulling her to me as I kiss her.
“Fuck, maybe waiting is overrated,” I murmur against her lips, making her chuckle.
She drags her hands under my t-shirt before she takes it off.
“We’ll wait, Sebastian. But I’ll give you something to help release the pressure,” she husks against my lips before she starts kissing down my body.
The sight in itself is arousing—add the fact that she’s half naked—and I might come from the sight of her alone.
When Lily gets to my pants, she unzips my trousers before dragging them down over my ass.
I’ve been hard for what feels like hours.
It has everything to do with her.
She kisses my length through the fabric of my boxers, gazing up at me with lustful eyes.
Lily seems to be enjoying this just as much as I am.
Next, she pulls down my boxers, finally freeing my cock.
She looks at me before she licks her lips.
Then, she grabs a hold of my cock, kissing the tip and licking off the pre-cum that’s leaking.
I grab a hold of her hair, needing something to steady myself.
When she brings my cock all the way into her mouth, I groan out loud.
“Fuck, Lily.”
She starts sucking me off, taking as much of my length as she can muster.
She brings her hand to the backside of my thighs, pushing me against her, urging me to take control of the pace.
I start fucking her mouth, loving the feel of her slick lips around me as she works me in and out of her mouth.
I’m worried I’m being too rough, but then Lily starts playing with my balls, which causes me to grunt and moan as she makes me feel amazing.
When I’m nearing the edge, I warn her, but Lily only seems more eager to continue pleasuring me.
“Lily, I’m going to come,” I tell her.
She sucks even harder, making me shoot my cum straight down her throat.
Lily swallows every single drop, and when I come down from my orgasm, breathing heavy, she slaps my pecks.
“You should sleep better now, babe.”
Christ.
I don’t know what I expected from Lily in a sexual regard.
Maybe that she would be a little more timid?
I’m quickly learning never to underestimate her.
She’s herself in and out of the bedroom.
Her confidence, her sparkling personality, and her boldness are all there.
She’s my match in every fucking way.
“Come here,” I say, dragging her to me.
I kiss her, not caring that she just had my cock in her mouth.
She kisses me back with the same passion, our hands touching every possible inch of skin.
I start working my way down her body, kissing, nibbling, and biting as I go.
Lily pushes herself against me, urging me on.
When I get to her hips, I pull down her thong, exposing her cunt to me.
My hands go around her body, pushing her against the windows to steady her.
I look up at her, already finding her eyes trained on me, down on my knees, fucking desperate to taste her.
“You’re glorious, Lily,” I tell her, before sinking my tongue into her heat, not breaking our eye contact.
Lily moans at the contact, her hand finding my hair as she uses the other one to hold herself against the window.
“Fuck, Sebastian, that feels amazing,” she says, her head falling back against the window as I lift her leg over my shoulder, giving me better access.
Her body is so responsive, making me hard all over again from having her at my mercy.
I work my tongue in and out of her before I add a finger to heighten her pleasure.
Lily is wild against me, making me feel drunk on her taste and sounds.
I feel her tightening around me, and I grab her ass roughly in my hands as I send her over the edge.
Riding out her orgasm on my fingers and tongue, her breathing calms as I look up at her.
She gives me a lazy smile, the happiness evident on her face.
I kiss up her body, mingling a little on her breasts, which earns me a chuckle from Lily.
“We really need to stop this if we’re not going all the way,” she murmurs, and even though it feels like torture, she does have a point.
I make my way up her throat before finally bringing my lips to hers once again.
Her arms go around my neck, tugging lightly at the hair in my neck as my tongue twists against hers.
We break apart, our foreheads resting against each other.
“Yeah, I should probably go before this goes any further,” I say.
I’m tempted to carry her to the bedroom, finish what we’ve started, but I meant what I said.
I want us to have all the time we need, and I don’t want to treat her like a hook-up and leave her after we’ve had sex.
I know Lily wouldn’t see it that way, but I want to wake up with her when we take that final step.
Sneaking out like her dirty little secret, as she said, is not happening.
With one last lingering kiss, I step out of her embrace, pulling my boxers and pants back up.
I find my shirt scattered across the room, and when I look over at Lily, she’s watching me, not caring to put on any clothes.
She’s sexy as sin.
“Goodnight, Sebastian,” she says.
“Goodnight, Lily.”