Chapter 38
Confessions
Victoria leaned back on Sebastian’s chest, letting him wrap his arms around her. “I’ve been meaning to ask you something,” she said.
“Yes?”
“The board meeting is tomorrow, isn’t it? Is your Dad going to get you fired?”
“He’ll try.” Sebastian pulled her closer to him. “I won’t let him. The deal with Beijing is done. I can convince the board they’re better off with me than with anyone else if the company is going to make it through. After all, I do have a business plan for this. I’ll promise them that if they don’t like the way things are going after a year, I’ll resign.”
“Yikes.” She paused. “Are you sure you don’t want to make this problem go away and just marry Brooke?”
“Who?”
She smiled. “You always this smooth, Mr. Chase?”
“I do my best.” He took her hands in his, and began rubbing her fingers gently.
“I think I’m getting callouses on my fingertips now.” Her voice trembled slightly; the heat from his body was making her dizzy with desire.
“Poor baby.” Sebastian kissed the tips of her fingers before rubbing her hands. “Tired?”
Victoria bit back a moan rising in her throat. His lips were warm and soft, and left a delicious tingle on her fingers. She turned her head, brushing her mouth against his chin. “Not really,” she whispered.
“Good.” He covered her hands with one hand, while his other hand reached down to pull up the hem of her skirt.
She whimpered, feeling her body heat up as he caressed her thigh. “Sebastian, what are you doing?”
His lips were against her temple, his breath hot on her skin. “Do you think I’m behaving inappropriately with my son’s tutor, Ms. Slade?”
“I quit, remember?” Her breath was coming in short gasps, her arousal quickly building. “You’ve been, uh, inappropriate with me for weeks.”
“Is that so?” He moved his hand up her thigh. Slowly.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather do this in your room?” she whispered.
“Says the woman who practically tore my clothes off in the car yesterday.”
His fingers slipped inside her thong. She closed her eyes, savoring the pleasure of his hand stroking her between her thighs. “You were gone for two days on that business trip,” she moaned. “I missed you.”
“Is that your excuse for public indecency, Victoria?”
He tugged, pulling down her panties. After a moment’s hesitation, she moved her legs to let him slip the underwear completely off her. She got on her knees on the sofa and turned to face him.
“You do know some of your staff haven’t gone home yet, right?” she said, straddling his lap. She nipped his ear playfully with her teeth. “I can’t promise to be quiet.”
“We’re in the music room.” He grasped her ass cheeks and pulled her closer against him.
She gasped when she felt his rock-hard erection under her. “So?”
He brushed his mouth over her lips. “It’s soundproof,” he whispered.
“Oh.” She blinked. “Completely ... soundproof?”
“Let’s find out.”
When he pulled her head back down to kiss her, she parted her lips instinctively. His tongue darted between her teeth to tease the edges of her tongue. Each lick sent a jolt of pleasure up her spine. She ground her hips down on his cock that was straining against his pants.
It felt good. The taste of him in on her lips. The hardness of his manhood against her bare pussy. The touch of his fingers as he gripped her naked buttocks. She could almost hear the air around them grow still to give way to the sounds of their breathing, the push of their bodies against each other. Her desire was a tightly bound spring slowly uncoiling with every kiss, every caress.
Victoria wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. She pressed her mouth harder against his, pushing his head against the back of the sofa. But their tongues kept up their feverish dance, only brushing at each other’s edges. Licking, tasting.
Sebastian’s fingers were on the buttons of her shirt, undoing them one by one. He pulled her shirt down her back, then tugged the straps of her bra down her arms. He moved his mouth down her throat, teasing her skin with little wet flicks of his tongue. He covered her breast with one hand, pressing and rubbing it.
“This is way better than violin lessons,” she said, breathless as she reached down to undo his pants.
“Slow down a little, baby.” He now had both hands on her breasts, fondling them with gentle but firm strokes. “We have all n—”
“Shut up.” She pulled down his pants zipper and plunged one hand inside his boxers to wrap her fingers around his swollen shaft.
He met her eyes as she began to stroke his cock. “Are you bossing me around now, Ms. Slade?” he said, his voice heavy with arousal.
“You like it, don’t you?” She kept one hand on the back of his neck while she moved her other hand up and down his stiff member in a steady rhythm.
“Always, my love.”
She lowered her head to kiss him deeply. With one slow, firm push, he was inside her.
She pumped her hips, letting the length of his pulsating rod push and slide through her. No matter how many times they did this intimate dance, this frenzied, savage coupling, every moment of it still felt incredible. And every time, she was alive with a fire only he could create inside her.
He kept a firm grip on her waist, letting her take him again and again with every dip of her hips. His grunts of satisfaction were deep and loud, and — God help her — were the sexiest sounds she had ever heard in her life.
Her own cries of pleasure were becoming louder and sharper. Each slam of his turgid hammer against her inner walls brought a shiver of ecstasy through her more intense than the one before.
“Sebastian,” she gasped.
She was coming. She could feel her flower clench involuntarily around his thick, slick branch. Her body was shaking. She had to grab his shoulders to steady her movements. Because she couldn’t stop. At that moment, she needed this — her lover inside her, pulsing and rubbing and making all her senses fire up like guns on a battlefield — far more than she needed air to breathe.
“Victoria.” He looked into her eyes. For the moments that followed, his gaze, thick with lust and longing, never left her face. They stayed locked into each other’s eyes as she climbed, higher and higher until she found her peak.
“Fuck, yes … Oh, fuck,” she gasped.
“So beautiful,” he growled. “My beautiful woman … Victoria…”
She parted her lips, her head rolling back slightly. Her hips slowed their pace, but he tightened his grip.
“Keep going, baby,” Sebastian said.
“But I’m … Oh fuck!” Victoria’s eyes went wide for a moment as he began furiously pounding his ramrod up into her.
“That’s right, baby … don’t stop.”
She gave out a long, loud cry as she climaxed once again.
He snaked an arm around her waist. Holding her fast against him, he came hard inside her with quick, short thrusts.
Victoria could hear nothing outside the sound of their heavy breathing and the deafening staccato of her heartbeat. Or was it his? He was still inside her. Her arms were locked around his neck, and his body pressed snugly against her chest.
Sebastian gently moved to pull out of her, but as soon as he did, he gathered her back into his arms.
“I told you,” he whispered.
They were lying on the sofa. It was too small for his frame, let alone his and hers together, but somehow they managed. Mostly because Victoria was practically lying on top of him.
She didn’t mind. And she guessed by the tightness of his embrace, he didn’t either.
“Told me what?” The haze of sex was still all over her, and she was almost sure this was why her brain wasn’t registering his question properly.
“That this room was completely soundproof.”
“Oh. That.” She chuckled. “I guess we’ll find out when we see Mrs. Sellers tomorrow.”
“Move in with me.”
“What?” She lifted her head to stare at him. “But we haven’t —”
“I love you.” He brushed her cheek with his thumb. “I think I’ve loved you since that day you chased me into that elevator.”
“Sebastian… I had no idea. Why didn’t you say something sooner?”
“You worked for me, Vi. I didn’t want to be that kind of man.”
“I really did chase you, didn’t I?” She winced. “Oh God. That was so embarrassing.”
He raised his eyebrow. “And here I thought that’s how you got men to fall in love with you.”
“Nah. I think that only worked with you.” She smiled. “I love you, Sebastian.”
He cupped her face to pull her into a kiss. “So, you’ll move in?” He took a quick nibble at her lower lip. “Today?”
“Have you spoken to Benson about this?”
“I did. Two weeks ago.”
“What?”
“He’s very excited. You’re his favorite gaming partner. You don’t mind, do you?”
“Mind?”
“Shacking up with a single dad.”
Victoria smiled and shook her head. “I don’t mind.”
“Is that a yes?”
“Yes.” She lay her head back on his chest, sighing contentedly.
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