Chapter 26
Lily
The look Sebastian is giving me right now nearly sends me into cardiac arrest.
There’s so much in those eyes.
The relief is clear.
I was worried about my brother and how he would react to us, but I don’t think my burden compares to the one Sebastian was carrying.
Then there’s the desire that always seems to be humming between us.
On top of that, there’s something more simmering between us.
I don’t dare to say that out loud.
Nearly scared to even think it.
Sebastian’s looking at me lovingly.
And I’m looking right back.
This may have started as a silly crush, but it has quickly grown into so much more.
We make our way to my coach, and Sebastian tells me about the articles about us.
I feel my heart hammering as he shows me the pictures.
We look like any other couple out enjoying their Sunday in London.
Part of me is angry that our moment is splattered across gossip sites.
It’s not right.
Having private moments revealed to the whole world must be exhausting for a celebrity.
I know Luke isn’t too happy about that part of his career, and it certainly created some challenges for him and Jessica early on in their relationship.
So far, they haven’t been able to identify me since the pictures were taken from a distance and you can’t really see my face.
Sebastian runs his knuckles down my face as he tells me that it’s just a matter of time. Knowing the British press, they’ll find out soon enough, and then my name will also be written right next to his.
“I’m sorry about this,” he says, making me grab his hand.
“You have nothing to be sorry about. I’m sorry for you, having to deal with shit like this all the time.”
It doesn’t feel fair.
Guys like Sebastian and Luke never signed up for that kind of life.
They want to live out their athletic dreams.
Not grace the cover of every magazine.
“It’s fine, Lily. I’m used to it. But they’ll probably try to dig up all they can on you. When they find out you’re the brother of Luke Hastings, they’ll have plenty of fuel for their stories.”
We settle into the couch, me lying with my back to his chest, our legs intertwined.
“I can handle it,” I say.
“Can you, now, Lily?”
Sebastian runs his fingers over my boobs, making my nipples perk up at the contact.
I took off my bra earlier when I got back. Relaxation at home always calls for the most comfort.
It’s nothing relaxing about the touches from Sebastian, though.
I turn around, placing my legs on either side of him as I press him down into the cushion.
I kiss him, groaning against his mouth when I feel his hard length against me.
“What do you think, Lily? Should we fuck in this apartment or the penthouse first?”
I’m going to burn up from his words alone.
“Here.”
I drag my hands under his shirt, feeling his muscles before I move further down.
When I get to the waistband of his pants, he grabs my hands, stopping my movements.
Then he flips us around, leaving him on top.
“I was just getting to the good part,” I murmur.
Sebastian chuckles before his hands continue their own exploration.
We’re both eager to explore each other, fighting for contact as our tongues work together.
“Clothes off,” he says, sitting back and dragging off his own sweater.
I lay there watching him, which makes him take matters into his own hands, not happy with my strip tempo.
He stands up and drags my pants off, which makes me laugh.
“Eager are we?” I tease him, enjoying the show as he pushes down his own pants. When he takes his boxers with them, leaving him completely naked, I’m the one who feels the need to speed things up.
Fuck, he’s perfect.
I grab my top, take it off and toss it to the floor. Sebastian leans down, his hand going around my backside, before he lifts me.
I wrap my legs around his back, loving the feeling of my bare chest against his.
I’m happy to have my thong still, considering I would spread my wetness across his stomach from my arousal.
Something tells me he wouldn’t mind.
“Yes, I’m dying to be inside you.”
I lean down and kiss him as he carries me to the bedroom.
He puts me down, lying on top of me, before his fingers go inside my thong.
“Fucking perfect,” he husks before he starts fucking me with two of his fingers.
I tear at his shoulders, dragging my nails down his arms, leaving marks in their way.
Sebastian watches me, and when he leans down, taking one of my nipples into his mouth whilst still working his fingers in my cunt and watching my face, I feel myself nearing the edge.
He sucks and nips at my nipple before he gives the same treatment to my other breast.
“Sebastian,” I moan, falling apart as he rides out my orgasm.
When my breathing calms, Sebastian asks me about a condom.
I tell him they’re in the bedside table, which he raises his eyebrows at.
“Been planning this, babe?”
His smile is blinding as he opens the drawer.
“Fuck yes, I have, and there’s more fun stuff in that drawer,” I tell him, feeling my heart pound in my chest.
He leans further out to get a better look whilst I hold my breath.
My earlier, idiot partners felt threatened by toys in the bedroom. Never wanting to try anything new. I would bring up a suggestion, and they would make me feel stupid for even asking.
Sebastian is quickly proving just how wrong those men have been for me.
He lets out a breath when he sees the handcuffs, a vibrator, some lube, and even a butt plug.
I felt a little wild during one of my shopping sprees, and the vibrator has been put to good use.
Sebastian has had me so sexually frustrated over these last few weeks, leaving me to get the vibrator.
“We’ll definitely have some fun with that, but for now, I’ll fuck you, just by myself.”
He winks at me as he opens the condom with his teeth.
Just by himself sounds perfect to me.
He lines himself up at my entrance, and we both watch mesmerised as he pushes into me.
He looks into my eyes.
“You okay?”
I answer by locking my legs harder around him, pushing him farther into me.
“Yes, please move,” I beg.
Sebastian bites my nipple.
“Such a fucking brat, aren’t you?”
He withdraws before slamming back into me, making me cry out from pleasure.
He sets the perfect pace, and I meet him halfway.
I grab his hair, pulling tightly as he lifts one of my legs, changing the angle and letting him go even deeper.
“Fuck, Sebastian. You feel so good,” I moan, my other hand finding his ass as I push him against me.
He leans back, holding my hips as he continues thrusting into me, holding my ass steady.
“I need your lips. Come here.”
He drags me up against him, still keeping up his pace as he kisses me.
When his fingers move between us, working my clit, I fall apart, screaming his name.
Sebastian follows close, cursing and groaning my name as he comes.
We fall back into the bed, both of us breathing heavy.
When his arm sneaks around my body, pulling me to him, I feel the emotion in my throat.
Shit.
This is intense in every way.
Being with someone who fits you so perfectly feels scary. It also feels fantastic.
I sigh, cuddling closer to him, laying my head on his chest as he kisses my hair.
“Like I said—fucking perfect,” he says, making me smile.
I look up at him.
“You also called me a brat,” I say, secretly loving it.
Something tells me that he loves setting me straight. I know I push his buttons, and I would love it if he brought out his dominant side in the bedroom.
“Yeah, I got carried away,” he says, reading my expression.
“I liked it,” I whisper quietly, feeling the need to hide.
Christ.
I shouldn’t feel so exposed voicing my desires, but every time I’ve done it in the past, the guys have shut me out, leaving me with a hollow feeling inside.
Sebastian shifts our position, laying me across his body like a blanket.
“I get the feeling you’ve had some assholes in your bed, Lily, and even though I’ll feel murderous, I do think I need to know.”
On top of being a football and sex god, he seems to have the ability to read my mind as well.
I bite my lip, not really knowing where to start this.
“I guess it boils down to my personality. As you know, I like to flirt and not take myself too seriously. That goes in the bedroom as well. I’ve been with some men—or rather boys, I would call them—who’ve made me feel ashamed of asking for something,” I tell him.
Sebastian is lazily running his fingers up and down my body, soothing me as he listens.
“Asking for what?” he asks, placing a lock of hair behind my ear.
Now, we get to the sex part, and where I’ve been met with discomfort before, Sebastian looks intrigued.
“Oral sex, for one,” I tell him, which makes him roll his eyes. Sebastian has already redeemed my every oral sex experience when he ate me out like a starved man yesterday.
“Yeah, assholes, alright. Anything else?”
I cast my eyes down, the intensity of his gaze unwavering. He gently places his fingers under my chin, lifting my eyes back to him.
“Don’t hide, Lily. If it gets too much, we’ll stop, but we’re doing this together. I’ll tell you some of my kinks as well.”
He winks at me, elevating the mood.
“I want to be dominated,” I say, my voice small.
The need to run is real.
Sebastian’s hold on me tightens, probably sensing my fears.
“That can definitely be arranged. What elements turn you on?”
Sebastian starts kissing down my throat, distracting me with his touch as I lay it all out on him.
A clever man this one.
Speaking about it feels intimidating, daunting.
When he starts kissing, nibbling, and touching me, it gets a little easier as my mind also enjoys the feel of him.
“Spanking. Bondage. Degradation.”
The last part is one I’ve never dared voice to anyone. Never felt safe enough to do it. Sebastian is different, though. He doesn’t make me feel bad or ashamed for wanting these things.
Sebastian surprises me when he slaps my ass—getting straight to work.
“You liked it then, when I called you a brat?” he asks against my lips.
“Yeah.”
He flips us over and presses his hard cock against my thigh.
“I feel like the luckiest man alive,” he murmurs against my skin
Sebastian leans down to my ear, raising goosebumps from the passion of the moment.
“And now, I’m going to fuck you so good, you’ll fucking wish you never opened those legs for anyone else than me.”
When Sebastian grabs a new condom and pushes into me, the last thing on my mind is the men before him.