Chapter Twelve
“This is stupid.”
“Shut up. It’ll work.”
“No, I mean this outfit is stupid!” Enzo Moretti whipped the bowtie from his neck and threw it on the ground. He was wearing khaki pants, a checkered shirt, and suspenders. “Matt does not dress up like some hipster douche!” He also tossed the fake glasses aside. “And he only wears glasses when he’s working.”
“Fine!” Meredith said. “But you better start acting like your brother.”
Enzo rolled his eyes. “I don’t even know why you think Matt is a better candidate for this. Besides, if you wanted him, why ask me?”
“Because Matt is too honest,” Jade said from across the room. “He would never pretend to date me.” And she didn’t want the other man’s feelings hurt, either. It was much easier to ask Enzo to play Matt.
“And what’s wrong with being Enzo Moretti?” he asked indignantly.
“Aside from the fact that Creed has met you,” Meredith began. “You’ve got at least three arrests on your record. We need someone who Creed can’t object to.”
“Oh yeah,” Enzo said, shaking his head. “I forgot about those. Alright, then, let’s get this show on the road.”
Meredith’s grand plan was for Jade to pretend she was dating someone so perfect and boring, Sebastian couldn’t possibly object. If Jade had a fake boyfriend, she could get Creed to back off enough so she could find an actual boyfriend (or one night stand, as Jade continued to protest that she didn’t need or want a relationship). Jade and Lara thought it was a half-baked plan, but went along with it anyway because Meredith had the personality of a steamroller. They called up Enzo Moretti, explained they needed his help, and told him to meet them at Lara and Liam’s suite at The Plaza Hotel. The young man was intrigued by their plan and was happy to help.
Meredith handed Enzo a small black device. “Here’s your comm unit.”
“What the fuck is this for?” Enzo eyed the small earpiece.
“It’s so I can communicate with you,” Meredith said matter-of-factly.
“Are you supposed to be using the comms this way?” Lara asked. “How did you get this, anyway?”
“Pshaw, details, details,” the blonde said. “Okay, let’s review Operation: Unjam the Clam. First, you guys will be center stage, and Lara and I will be in the booth across the room.” She looked at Enzo. “Did you remember to book the right tables?”
“It’s my restaurant, of course I did.” The plan also involved staging the date at Muccino’s, which had an extra layer of security so they could control most of the variables. And Meredith believed in having control of as many variables as possible to reduce risk in any plan.
“Good, good,” Meredith cackled, rubbing her hands together like a movie villain. “Now you’re ready. Go and get your car from the garage and pretend to pick Jade up here, okay? She’s got a tail on her, the black Tesla Roadster. It’s been following us since we left Fenrir.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Enzo said, putting the comm unit in his ear. “Hey babe, I got you in my ear!”
Meredith rolled her eyes. “Yeah, whatevs. Just make sure you listen to me, okay?”
“Aye, aye, Captain!” he said with a jaunty salute as he left the suite.
“Now,” she turned to Jade and Lara. “How’s it going on your end?”
“Just great, I’m almost done!” the witch said. She brushed some powder on Jade’s face and then made the Lycan stand up.
“Perfect!” she said.
“Do I really need to be this dressed up?” Jade asked as she twirled around. Lara had picked out a beautiful tulle dress in a light powder blue color. It had a bustier top and a short skirt that ended just above the knee. Lara had pulled back her long brown locks into a high ponytail. It covered her back tattoo, but one swish of her head and the artwork was exposed. She felt self-conscious, having never shown her ink and scars before, but Lara and Meredith assured her it was beautiful.
“It’s a special night, you need to look your best,” Meredith said. “Now, Lara and I will go ahead to Muccino’s. You give us a fifteen-minute head start, and then go down and meet Enzo in the lobby. Got it?”
“Yes, yes, I know,” Jade assured them. “Go ahead.”
The two women bid her goodbye before leaving the suite. Jade flopped down on the couch, counting the minutes until she had to go downstairs.
This was insane. But she knew one thing for sure: her friends loved her. They loved her so much that they would do anything for her, even come up with harebrained plans just to get her laid. God, she hoped this would work. She had to drive Sebastian away before she became a complete nutter.
After the fifteen minutes had passed, she stood up, left the suite, and headed down to the lobby.
“My lady,” Enzo said as he stepped out of the bright yellow Dodge Challenger. He walked to the passenger side and opened the door for her.
“Enzo, why didn’t you switch cars with Matt?’ Jade asked. “This isn’t going to work. Sebastian will run the plates and figure out who you are.”
“Oh, ye of little faith,” Enzo said in an exasperated voice. “This is Matt’s car. On paper anyway.” He helped Jade in and then walked over to the driver’s side, sliding into the leather seat. “You think I can get a car like this with my record? Shit, no. Matt had to put his name on the deed, and well, we’re twins and all, so it’s not that hard to pretend to be each other. We’ve been doing it for years.”
“What does Matt drive?” she asked.
“A Kia,” Enzo said as he jammed his foot on the gas, making the engine roar to life. He looked in the rearview mirror. “Now, since I’m not getting paid for this, how about we have some fun? Let’s see if we can lose that glorified Prius your bodyguard is driving.”
“Enzo!” Jade exclaimed as the car lurched forward. She clung onto the grab handles and seriously began to question her life choices.
***
“Looks like Operation: Unjam the Clam has begun,” Meredith whispered into the comms.
Jade and Enzo strode into Muccino’s, her arm on his. To his credit, Enzo did seem to transform into Matt, putting on the quieter persona of his twin. It was a big change from the time they were inside the car, as he gleefully wove in and out of New York traffic, trying to lose Sebastian. For a while, they thought they got away, though Enzo slowed down enough so the other man could catch up. Losing him wasn’t the point of the plan, after all.
“Jade? Enzo? What the hell are you doing, dressed up like that?” Frankie Anderson exclaimed as she approached the couple.
“Shhh!” Enzo whispered to his sister. “I’m Matt, not Enzo!”
“No, you’re not!” Frankie said, which made Enzo reach over and cover her mouth. She brushed him off. “What is going on?”
“Lupa!” Meredith said as she approached the trio. “Sorry, I didn’t know you were working tonight or I would have explained. This is a secret op. We’re calling it Unjam the Clam.” The younger Lycan quickly told Frankie about their plan.
The Lupa let out a rich laugh. “You think Jade pretending to date Matt will drive away Sebastian Creed?”
“It’s a perfectly reasonable assumption,” Jade added.
Frankie shook her head. “Oh no, you’re going to achieve the exact opposite. He’s gonna go insane with jealousy, and then he’ll never leave you alone. But, then, that might not be a bad thing?” The Lupa’s blue-green eyes sparkled.
“Trust me, Lupa,” Jade said. “That man won’t be jealous.” He probably didn’t even feel any emotion, she thought bitterly.
“And they roped you into this hair-brained plan?” Frankie eyed her brother.
“Just go with it, Sis,” Enzo urged.
“Alright, but don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Frankie said as she walked away.
Enzo led Jade to the table in the middle of the dining room, taking her seat out and then sitting across from her. Lara and Meredith were in a booth in the corner where they could see the couple, as well as most of the dining area.
Their waiter came to their table, and Enzo ordered for them since he already knew the menu forward and backward. He wasn’t just part owner of Muccino’s after all, but also the head host.
“The clam has entered the building!” Meredith whispered into their ears.
“The what?” Jade asked. “What are you talking about?”
“Wait, isn’t Jade the clam?” Enzo quipped. “I mean…you know…”
Jade turned red as Enzo motioned to her lap.
“Fine. The jam is here. On your six, Jade.”
Jade swung around. Her heart thudded as she saw Sebastian enter Muccino’s, a scowl on his face as he lumbered towards them. God, he looked handsome, like he had stepped out of a magazine ad. He was dressed casually tonight, wearing a leather jacket and jeans, his hair spiked up into a faux hawk. His employee, Zac, was right behind him.
“You must think you’re some kind of smart ass,” Sebastian said as they stopped in front of their table. “Dr. Cross, kindly tell Mr. Moretti we’re supposed to be keeping you safe, and he will not pull a stunt like that again.”
“I—”
Before Jade could protest, Frankie came and put on her best surprised face. “Mr. Creed! How nice to see you again!” She looked meaningfully at Zac. “Will you and your…er…date be having dinner here? I’m sure I could find you a free table, especially if it’s a special occasion. We’re very inclusive here, I assure you.”
Meredith laughed so hard Jade nearly went deaf, though she herself could barely contain her own giggles. She was glad the Lupa was on her side.
“I’m not…he’s not my…wait, what are you doing here, Mrs. Anderson?” Sebastian looked genuinely confused.
“This is my restaurant, of course. I mean, it’s the newest branch of my family’s original restaurant. Muccino is my maiden name,” she explained. “And how do you know my brother, Matt?” Frankie emphasized the name.
“Wait…your restaurant? Your brother?” Now he looked really confused.
“Yes, Matt is my half-brother. He’s one of the geniuses of my family, you know?” Frankie eyed Enzo. “The first of our family to graduate college, and he works at a tech startup that’s going to go big. Pure smarts. Unlike my other good-for-nothing brothers.”
“Frankie,” Enzo warned. “You shouldn’t talk that away about…our other brothers.”
Frankie’s teasing eyes sparkled. “Well, we do have that one brother who’s practically a convict.”
“He was never charged,” Enzo said as he gritted his teeth. “Only arrested.”
“Anyway, Jade,” she said, giving the younger woman a pat on the shoulder. “You’re in good hands with Matt, and if he doesn’t treat you right, he’ll answer to me.” Frankie looked back at Sebastian. “So, a table for you two?”
Zac swallowed a gulp. “I’ll go wait in the car, boss,” he said as he walked away.
“Just one,” Sebastian said gruffly. “That one,” he said, pointing to the table directly behind Jade.
“Of course. Just a moment,” Frankie signaled to one of the waiters. “All right, Mr. Creed. Go ahead and sit down. One of my servers will bring you a menu.”
Sebastian gave Enzo one last glare and then walked to his table.
Frankie placed her hands on her hips and leaned down to stare at Jade straight in the eyes. “The way that man looks at you, Jade…” She sighed and shook her head. “You are in big trouble. Remember what they say about apex predators: don’t show him your back and for God’s sake, don’t run.” She whipped around and headed to the host’s station, where a group was waiting for their table.
Jade’s hands curled into fists. How dare he? How could he just walk in here and think he could interrupt her fake date?
“Careful, Jade, I can see the steam rising out of your ears,” Meredith said into the comm.
“Is he really sitting behind us?”
“Oh yeah,” Enzo answered, glancing behind Jade. “And it looks could kill…well, let’s say I’d be dead ten times over by now.”
“I think this isn’t working out the way we wanted,” Lara whispered.
“Shush…it’s all going exactly as planned,” Meredith said.
“How?” Jade grumbled. “He’s supposed to back off and leave me alone. Now he’s practically sitting in our laps.”
“The night isn’t over yet, Jade,” the other Lycan assured her.
“Don’t remind me,” Jade said wryly.
Thankfully, their antipasti arrived, and Jade dug into the delicious cheese and proscuitto plate, trying to ignore the fact that Sebastian’s eyes were boring a hole into her head.
“Enzo,” Meredith whispered. “You have to make it look more convincing. You should hold her hand or kiss her or something.”
“What? Are you crazy?” Enzo exclaimed. “This guy looks like he could tear me in half right now. I don’t want to die yet.”
“Pussy,” Meredith huffed. “Jade, start flirting! You guys look like you’re attending a funeral, not a hot, romantic date.”
Flirting? How was she supposed to do that? “Um, so, Matt…tell me about the company you work for.” Enzo looked like he was a deer in headlights. Oh, shoot a monkey! That’s right, she couldn’t ask him about his job! He probably didn’t even know the first thing about computers. “I mean, tell me about the restaurant! Your family owns it, right?”
Enzo looked relieved. “Uh, yeah…my grandparents moved to America from Italy and started it. The first one’s in Jersey and my Nonna Gianna, that’s my grandma’s cousin, runs the kitchen there while my brother Dante works the one here.”
“Sounds great,” Jade said nonchalantly, taking a sip of the Chianti their server just poured into her glass. The cool liquid went down her throat and a warm feeling pooled in her belly. “How does your family manage to run both restaurants?”
“Well, Frankie still is general manager of both restaurants. She splits her time between the two. I run…I mean, my brother Enzo runs things here when she’s gone. Rafe, my youngest brother and I help out on the weekends when it’s packed,” Enzo explained.
“Blah blah blah,” Meredith interjected. “Are you guys gonna get it on or what?”
“We are not making out!” Jade hissed and downed the rest of her wine. “He’s still there, right?”
“Oh yeah,” Enzo said, tugging at his shirt’s collar. “And it looks like he’s done just watching.”
“What?” Jade felt the shadow looming over her. Slowly, she looked up and saw Sebastian standing by their table. He had his arms crossed and a scowl directed right at her.
“Care to tell me what game you’re playing?”
She gave him a venomous stare, poured herself another glass of Chianti, and chugged it down as delicately as she could. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Sebastian grabbed the comm unit from her ear, and threw it on the table then gave her a pointed look.
“Well, I’m done poking this bear,” Enzo shrugged as he stood up. “Good luck, buddy,” he said to Sebastian as he walked away.
“Abort! Abort!” Meredith shouted from across the room as she and Lara stood up from the booth and scampered towards the rear exit.
“Traitors,” Jade said to no one in particular. She made a grab for the bottle of wine, but Sebastian snatched it away.
“I think we’re done here,” he said. “Get up. I’m taking you home.”
“But we haven’t paid,” she replied.
“I’m sure Enzo can put it on his tab. Let’s go.”
Jade shot him an annoyed look. How the fudge did he figure out that was Enzo and not Matt? She huffed and pushed back on her chair, the wood scraping loudly against the floor. “I’m perfectly fine getting home on my own.”
A large hand wrapped around her arm. “You’re not getting away from me this time, darlin’.” Sebastian tugged her towards the exit.
“Have a good evening, Mr. Creed. Jade,” Frankie said as they left Muccino’s. Pleading eyes sent to the Lupa did nothing, and Jade found herself being dragged out the door.
“Will you please stop manhandling me?” Jade demanded as soon as they were outside.
“Only if you promise you won’t run away again.”
“Fine. I won’t.”
Sebastian released her arm, sending her a warning glare. “Don’t move from that spot.” He took his phone out of his pocket and dialed.
She considered making a run for it, but the Lupa’s warning rang in her head. Still, the nerve of this man! And where were her friends? Shouldn’t they be coming to her rescue? Maybe they didn’t love her, after all. She’d give them a piece of her mind tomorrow.
A sleek black car pulled up in front of them, and Zac got out of the driver’s seat. “Here you go, boss.”
“Thanks, Zac,” Sebastian said. “Open the door for the lady, would you?”
“No prob.” The young man walked over to the other side and pulled the passenger side seat open.
Jade stomped over to the car and glared at Zac. “I hope you’re happy with yourself.”
“Just followin’ the boss’ orders, Doc,” he shrugged.
With a huff, Jade got into the passenger side seat and angrily clicked her seatbelt into place. Sebastian spoke to Zac and then slid into the seat beside her. Without a word or glance at her, he drove away from Muccino’s.
“Where are we going?” she finally asked.
“I’m taking you home, where you can stay out of trouble,” he said gruffly.
“I wasn’t in any kind of trouble!” Jade protested.
“Then what was that all about? You never go out, not even to dinner or with your girlfriends, and now you’ve had three dates in a row?”
“Who I go out with is none of your business!” she sneered.
“You’re a virgin. You can’t possibly know what those men want from you,” he said through gritted teeth.
“And what if I told you I wasn’t a virgin anymore?”
The car suddenly stopped with a loud screech. His hands gripped the steering wheel, and then his head slowly swung towards her. “Who the fuck is he?” Sebastian bellowed, his gray eyes turning to stone. “Who touched you?”
The interior of the two-seater sports car was already compact, yet Jade felt the air inside constrict. The anger from Sebastian was palpable, making it hard to breathe. “I haven’t…I didn’t…” She shook her head.
Sebastian visibly relaxed and Jade felt the tension ease. “Not that anything’s going to happen anytime soon with you always around,” she grumbled, sinking back into her seat.
“What are you talking about?”
“Nothing!” she said petulantly.
Sebastian continued driving and, after a few minutes, they stopped in front of her apartment building. Jade unbuckled her seatbelt and stormed out of the car, heading straight through the doors.
The doorman greeted her good evening, but she ignored him. She thought she had gotten rid of Sebastian, but he quickly caught up with her as she entered the elevator.
She seethed, pressing herself against the wall, trying to get as far away from him as possible. Why the hell was he following her?
As soon as the doors opened, she marched out, ignoring Sebastian as he called her name.
“Just wait, Jade!” Sebastian’s boots stomped on the hardwood floors as he overtook her, blocking her front door.
“I’m here at home where no one can harm me! I’d say your job is done for the day!” She pushed against him, not that it did anything.
“Stop, Jade. Stop!” he bellowed. “Now, tell me what’s going on with you. What was tonight all about? Why was your friend coaching you on the comm?”
“Coaching me?”
“That’s what they were doing, right? I could hear them, you know. Your friends weren’t being subtle, and I know when I’m being watched.”
She frowned. Did he hear the comm unit from that far away? “If you must know, they were helping me.”
“Helping you get laid?” he said, his jaw tensing.
“Helping me get rid of you!” She looked up at him, her eyes blazing with anger. “You’ve been interfering with my dates—”
“You mean saving you from those losers?” he retorted. “Really, Jade? That asshole Daniel and then that slimy French guy?”
Jade felt the mortification course through her veins, her cheeks flaming. “So, I’ve made some questionable choices! That doesn’t give you the right to judge me or make me feel small or worthless, just because I can’t get a guy to…!” She fought the tears threatening to spill, swallowing down the great big lump forming in her throat.
Sebastian’s face changed from anger to shock. “No,” he shook his head, running his fingers through his hair. “Fuck! Jade, that’s not…you’re not worthless!” He pushed her against the door, trapping her with his arms. “You’re not, Jade. Absolutely. Not. Worthless. You’re worth more than any treasure in this world.”
“Then why did you…” No, she couldn’t take it anymore. He was too much, too overpowering. His scent seemed to envelop her, clinging to her, and it was making her dizzy. She tried to wiggle away from him, but he was too big, too strong. “You didn’t want to be my first, but I can’t have anyone else?” Anger bubbled up inside her. What was his game? Did he get some sick enjoyment from humiliating her? “What kind of thinking is that? That you get to screw whoever you want but I can’t—”
“I haven’t been with anyone else!” he roared. “Not since you.”
“Well, good for you! I’m sure this job’s been keeping you busy, but don’t worry, I won’t be inconveniencing you for much longer!”
“I mean I haven’t even looked at another woman since Liam Henney showed me your picture the night before we rescued you!”
Jade’s jaw dropped, the shock from his confession making her freeze. That was weeks ago! Had he really not been with anyone else? “Then why?”
“Why what?”
“Why did you run away from me in the greenhouse? When you found out I was a virgin? Were you repulsed by the thought of touching me—”
Sebastian pushed his body against her, and something hard and warm poked at her stomach. “Does this feel like I’m repulsed? Goddammit, woman, I’ve had a near permanent hard-on since I met you, and I can’t get it to go away.”
Jade didn’t think she could be more shocked. Or aroused. Sebastian’s rock hard body pinning her against the wall, his cock pressing insistently at her, it was too much. Desire pooled in her belly, making her nipples hard and wetness gush between her legs. “Sebastian,” she said in a low voice, her eyes dropping.
“Don’t say my name like that, darlin’,” he whispered as he bent his head. “Or I won’t be able to hold myself back.”
His lips were close to her ear she could feel his hot breath. She looked up at him, first into his steely eyes and then to his mouth.
With groan, he bent his head down and pressed his mouth against hers. She eagerly accepted his kiss, opening up to him so he could dip his tongue into her mouth. He tasted even more delicious than she remembered, and oh so warm and masculine. Teeth nipped at her bottom lips, sucking back. He was devouring her, consuming her, and Lord knows she wanted it.
He pulled away, and she whimpered at the loss. He groaned, thumping his forehead against the door.
“Sebastian…please…” She slid her hands up his hard chest. “I want you to be my first,” she confessed. “It doesn’t have to mean anything afterwards. I swear I don’t need a relationship.”
***
The Beast roared inside him, and he pulled away from her.
Jade was offering herself to him, no strings attached. Wasn’t that the perfect arrangement for a man like him? Have his fill, get what he wanted, and then leave without any consequences.
Sebastian looked down at her, ready to walk away. The blush on her cheeks made her look even more beautiful and innocent. If only it were someone else. But not her. He shouldn’t be anyone’s first. He was too rough, too jaded. He should say no.
“Yes,” he said against his better judgement. He brushed a strand of hair away from her forehead, running his fingers down her smooth cheek to her jaw and down to her collarbones.
“Do you want to come in?” she asked, looking up at him with expectant eyes.
He nodded, unable to say another word. Jade twisted around, grabbed her keys from her purse and opened the door. She walked in, taking his hand.
Sebastian looked around Jade’s apartment, taking in everything at once. It was neat, not overly feminine, but not too cold either. The decor was very homey, with a large central living and dining area and an open kitchen in one corner. An entire wall was lined with bookshelves, filled with probably close to a hundred books. On the opposite wall was a door that probably led to the bedroom.
Jade stepped out of her shoes, then padded to the living room, placing her purse on the coffee table. She turned around, looking up at him with her light green eyes.
He closed the distance between them in a few strides. Gently, he gathered Jade into his arms, lifting her up and wrapping her legs around him. Fuck, he could feel the heat of her core through their layers of clothing. Her sweet scent shot desire straight to his crotch, making his cock strain even harder against his jeans. With a grunt, he settled them down on her couch, making Jade straddle him.
“Are we going to have sex on the couch?” she asked, her brows wrinkling.
“No,” he said with a small smile. “Not yet. Not tonight.”
“But I thought—”
Sebastian silenced her with a kiss, his beard scratching at her delicate skin as his lips sipped from hers. “Your first time will be special,” he said, staring deep into her eyes. “I don’t want you to think about what happened tonight or any other night before this. I’m going to make you forget about what I did and how I made you feel like nothing.”
“Then what are you…oh!” Her eyes rolled back as Sebastian spread her knees and shifted her hips, so the bulge under his jeans hit her in the right spot. Her scent was mixed with something else, something he couldn’t identify but was probably all her, and it went straight to his brain.
“Tonight’s just a little preview, darlin’,” he drawled. “Just so you know what you’re getting into and to give you a chance to change your mind.”
“I won’t,” she said, frowning at him.
“Still…” He buried his hand in her hair and pulled her to him for another kiss. Her sweet, lush mouth opened up to him, warm and delicious. She sighed against him, pressing her curves against him. His hand crawled up her ribcage, pulling her dress down to release her breasts. He palmed one soft tit, the hard nipple pressing against his palm.
“Sebastian,” she cried out, her hands planting on his shoulders as she arched into him. He shoved his other hand under her skirt. His fingers slipped between then, tracing the seam of her pussy through the damp, silky panties. “Please, please,” she moaned. Glittering green eyes looked at him, pleading. “I’ve never…had an orgasm.”
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Never?”
She shook her head, her cheeks heating.
“Don’t be embarrassed, darlin’,” he cooed. “That’s nothing to be ashamed of.” She was completely untouched, innocent, and he would be the one to give her the first taste of pleasure. He wanted to make sure it was memorable. Picking her up like she weighed nothing, he laid her back down on the couch cushions, then took off his leather jacket. It was getting way too hot in here.
Her eyes looked at him appreciatively as he sat there in his white t-shirt. Her gaze moved across his broad shoulders, over his muscled arms, lingering on the tattoos that covered his left arm.
“Just lay back and relax, Jade,” he said, flashing her a wicked smile. He positioned himself between her legs, spreading her knees and pushing the skirt up around her waist. Her white silk panties were soaked through, the wet spot in front growing. She smelled delicious, and it took all his energy not to rip her panties away. Sebastian hooked his fingers over the waistband and pulled the fabric down, exposing her perfect, pink cunt.
“Sebastian!” she cried out as he pressed his lips against her. She squirmed under him as he made a meal out of her, kissing and licking her wet nether lips. Her scent filled his nostrils, and her taste on his tongue and in his mouth were driving him crazy. He rubbed his cock against the couch cushions, trying to relieve the ache.
She dug her hands into his hair, raking her fingers through the strands as she pushed her hips up to get closer to his mouth. Sebastian thrust a tongue inside her tight little hole, making her squirm and thrust her hips. His finger found her hard clit, and he rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, teasing her in a slow, torturous dance. He was relentless, keeping the rhythm of his tongue and fingers on her. He didn’t stop, not even when her pussy walls clenched around his tongue and her honey flooded his mouth.
Jade screamed, lifting her hips up off the couch, her pussy squeezing around his tongue. Sebastian reveled in her first orgasm, pride surging in him knowing he had given it to her. Fuck, he could come right then and there, surrounded by her scent and her soft thighs around his head. He took a deep breath, scrambling for the control that seemed to be on the verge of shattering.
She fell back on the couch, her breathing ragged. Sebastian took his shirt off and tossed it aside, then moved up over her. His eyes devoured the sight of the rise and fall of her breasts, her skin flushed and covered in a light sheen of sweat. Bending his head down, he kissed her, letting her taste herself on his lips.
“That was…” she sighed when he pulled away. She closed her eyes and let out a short breath.
“It’s not over yet,” he teased.
Her eyes flew open. “It’s not?”
“Oh no…that was your first orgasm, but not your last.” He pulled her panties back up, then hooked his arms under her and pulled them both up on the couch, in the same position they started, with her knees on either side of his thighs, straddling him. Pushing the frothy fabric of her skirt up, he slipped one hand between them.
“I thought you said we weren’t going to have sex tonight?” she asked, cocking her head to the side.
“That’s why we’re keeping these on,” he said, stroking the fabric of her panties with his knuckles. He lifted her hips so he could unbutton his jeans. His cock was hard as steel, and he needed some relief. Wrapping a fist around his cock, he pressed up against the silky, wet fabric of her panties.
Jade gasped, and she rocked her hips forward. Her eyes grew wide, and she moved her own hand between their bodies. A soft, delicate palm wrapped around his dick and he nearly came right then and there.
“Jade?” he asked in a ragged voice. “What’s wrong?”
She was frowning. “Er…I’m a doctor, and I know biology, but are you sure this will work?”
He let out a pained laugh. “Don’t worry, darlin’, it’ll work. I…ugh!” She gave his cock a gentle squeeze, and it took every ounce of what was left of his control to stop from cumming all over her dainty fingers.
“But I can’t even wrap my hand all the way—”
“Sorry, darlin’. You need to stop,” he said, quickly pulling her hand away. He gave her soft kiss, then repositioned her over him. He pressed his cock up between her smooth thighs, the underside sliding against her heat.
“Sebastian…” she sighed, arching her breasts up against him. He bent his head down and captured a nipple, drawing it deep into his mouth.
He moved his hips, sliding his cock between her thighs. She cried out his name, and ground her hips down, the fabric of her panties getting even wetter. Jade moved faster and faster, pushing against him harder as her body tensed, her second orgasm fast approaching. He could feel her hard clit through the soaked fabric, bumping against the length of his cock.
“Fuck!” he cried out, unable to stop himself as he spilled his cum all over her thighs and belly, the sticky liquid shooting out so hard he thought he would pass out. He popped the nipple back into his mouth, giving it a gentle nip. That seemed to send her over the edge as she screamed, clutching onto him, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as her body shook with her orgasm.
She collapsed against him, her sweaty body trembling with small aftershocks. He wrapped his arms tight around her, holding her close. Hanging his head back over the couch, he took a deep breath, remembering to suck air into his lungs.
Her breathing slowed down, and she slowly pushed herself back, planting her hands on his chest. “That was…uh…” Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glazed over, and tendrils of hair were sticking to her face. She was magnificent.
“I told you, darlin’,” he said, tipping her chin up to meet his gaze. “You never have to feel ashamed or embarrassed with me. I won’t ever let you feel like that again.”
“I’m just…this is..sorry, I don’t know what to say.” She planted her face in her hands.
He pulled her hands away and drew her down for another kiss. This time, he was gentle, pressing his lips against her softly.
She started to move her hips again, then gasped and pulled away. “I’m sorry…I should…uh…get you a towel.” She scampered away, disappearing into the bedroom.
Sebastian leaned back, stretching his arms out. He looked down at his cock, which, for some reason, was already half hard, despite having just shot a load all over Jade’s sweet thighs. Fuck, he needed to be inside her, but he calmed himself. He meant what he said. When he took her for the first time, she would only remember him. Jade looked beautiful tonight, as she did every night, but she didn’t dress up for him. And damn if that didn’t make him want to destroy something. He craved her, all of her. Wanted to see her get all nice and pretty just for him, thinking of him when she picked her outfit or put on her lipstick. He was a selfish, possessive bastard for sure, but he couldn’t help it.
Her words suddenly rang back in her mind. It doesn’t have to mean anything afterwards. She didn’t want a relationship. She just wanted some stud to help her get rid of her cherry and then what? His hands clawed at the couch cushions.
“Sebastian?” Jade called softly. She had changed into a terry cloth robe, and held a towel in her hand.
“Thanks,” he nodded, then stood up and took the towel from her. He entered the bathroom and wiped himself down. Tossing the towel and his ruined underwear into the hamper, he washed his hands quickly, pulled on his jeans, and went back to the living room.
Jade sat on the couch, her arms wrapped around her legs. Her face didn’t have a trace of makeup, and her hair flowed down in waves around her shoulders. God, she looked exquisite.
“Everything all right?” she asked in a small voice.
Sebastian sat down next to her, gathering her into his arms. He kissed the top of her head. “Yes. And you?”
She sighed. “It was…more than I could hope for.”
“Good,” he said, stifling a yawn.
“Well, um, I guess if you’re tired…you can head home. I’ve got an early day, too and I’m sure—”
“You kickin’ me out?” He frowned. Something squeezed around his chest, making it hard to breathe.
“No, I mean…you don’t have to stay…if you don’t want to,” she said, her eyes lowering away from him. “But you don’t have to go, either.”
“It’s a long way downtown,” he said. “And I am tired.” He didn’t wait for her to say anything but instead picked her up, carrying her back towards the bedroom. Pulling the covers aside, he placed her on the bed and then took his jeans off. He slipped into the bed, gently pushing her towards the other side to make room for him.
“Take off your robe.” He wanted to feel her skin against his.
With a nod, she untied the belt and shrugged the material off her shoulders. She stiffened at first, as he wrapped his arms around her, but then relaxed against him.
They lay there in silence, and soon Jade’s breathing became even, and her body grew heavier against him. Sebastian brushed her hair aside, exposing her neck and back to him. On impulse, he kissed the whorls of ink on her back, his breath hitching when he felt the faint scar against his lips. He blinked, staring at her tattoo in the scant moonlight, trying to discern the raised tissue. It was long and straight, starting from the middle of her back and went straight down along the spine. It seemed the more he thought he knew Jade Cross, the more she became wrapped up in mystery.
There was one thing he knew for sure. He felt something he had never felt before. Calmness. The Beast inside him snorted in contentment and lay still.