Always Me (10 page)

My body swayed with pleasure from his words that held many dark and delicious promises. I grabbed my bathrobe and checked on Antonio, finding him fast asleep. He gurgled and sighed.

I walked back to my bedroom and heard the shower running. I opened the door to the bathroom and shut it behind me, removing my robe. A smile formed on my face as I leaned against the door, waiting.

Sebastian stuck his head out and smirked when he saw me, his eyes roaming over my naked body. He crooked a finger, motioning for me to go to him.

The anticipation built in me as I walked up to him and joined him under the hot spray.

He grabbed the soap and ran it over my shoulders. “Everything fine with Antonio?”

I sighed. “Yup.”

“Is he still sleeping?” he asked, running his hands down my back.

“Yeah, I think he was dreaming,” I told him.

He grabbed the shampoo and squirted some into his hand, motioning for me to turn around.

I closed my eyes. As he ran his hands through my hair, I reveled in him caressing my head. His fingers massaged the shampoo into my scalp, making me moan. God that felt good.

I felt his cock twitch against my ass, and I smiled. I reached behind me and wrapped a hand around the thick length.

“Little one,” Sebastian breathed, bucking against my hand.

I moved my fingers from base to tip and squeezed, stroking him hard. Knowing he had always liked it rough, I gripped him tightly.

“Fuck.” He fisted my hair in his hands and pulled my head back, wrapping his other hand around my neck. “Faster.”

His eyes darkened as I stroked his rigid shaft, banging his cock against my ass. Teasing him. “Do you like that?”

He kissed my forehead. “Do you really need to ask, baby?” His hand ran down between my breasts to my mound before dipping a finger into my waiting core.

I moaned as his fingers pumped in and out of my pussy. As much fun as I was having, I wanted to taste him. I stepped out of his grasp and lowered to my knees, the hot spray washing over me. I wrapped my hand around his cock and cupped the heavy sac. I leaned forward and licked up the veiny muscle, circling the tip.

His breathing hitched and he grabbed my head, running his hands through my hair.

I opened my mouth and took him in, releasing him just as he was about to thrust into me.

“Little one,” he groaned.

I smiled at the pleading in his voice and opened my mouth again. The hands on my head tightened as I relaxed my throat, taking him all the way in. I moved my hands to his ass, squeezing. I pulled him tight against me, taking him as far as possible.

“Oh fuck, that feels good.”

My heart jumped with glee. I lifted my head, stroking him, devouring him.

He gripped my head, thrusting his cock in between my lips.

Mewling sounds came from the back of my throat, and I breathed through my nose as he penetrated my lips. Knowing I made him feel good turned me on.

“Touch yourself,” Sebastian demanded, as if reading my thoughts.

I reached down and started stroking my clit.

His hips accelerated. “Yes, stroke your pussy for me.”

I ran two fingers down to my opening and thrust them into me, making myself moan. I spread my legs wider and cried out around his cock as I continued fingering myself.

“Are you wet for me, baby?” he asked gruffly.

I nodded.

He removed himself from my mouth and lifted me to my feet. “Don’t stop.”

I didn’t. Shivers ran over my body as I continued stroking my swollen clit.

He lowered to his knees and kissed my thigh. “Spread yourself for me, baby. I want to taste you.”

I did as he asked, spreading my lips as he covered my clit with his mouth.

I cried out and grabbed his head, hanging on as he thrust his tongue into me. He pulled my leg over his shoulder and held onto me as he licked and flicked the hardening nub. He moaned, sending vibrations through my core. He thrust a finger into me, making me buck against his face.

Sebastian ran his tongue over my labia to my clit and back, all the while pumping his finger into me.

“That’s it, baby,” he said as I moved my hips slowly. “Ride my tongue.” He grabbed my waist with both hands and pulled me against him, covering my core completely with his mouth.

I gasped and looked down.

His eyes were glazed, and seeing his lips on me brought an orgasm exploding from my middle.

He grabbed my waist and lifted me, wrapping my legs around him. “Touch yourself again.”

“I can’t,” I said, panting. “Too sensitive.”

He chuckled and reached down between us. I jumped when he touched my clit, sending fire through my body.

He stepped out of the shower and opened the bathroom door, the cool air washing over us both. He brought us to the bed and sat on the edge.

Sebastian removed his fingers from my core and stuck them in his mouth, sucking the juices.

My breath caught at the sight. I reached down in between us and fisted his cock, stroking him hard.

He breath caught, and I lowered myself onto him, making both of us groan.

I covered his mouth with mine and shoved my tongue between his lips, riding his cock at the same time.

“Faster,” he said against my lips. “Fuck my cock, baby.”

I lifted myself and dropped onto him, riding him with everything in me.

“That’s it. Faster,” he said, squeezing my ass, thrusting into me at the same time that I lowered onto him.

A moment later, waves of pleasure and orgasmic bliss washed over us both at the same time, leaving us panting and satiated.

Chapter 12

“What’s wrong?” I asked Sebastian as he and Antonio played with cars. After our two wonderful sessions late last night, my muscles were tense and twitched randomly, but it had felt wonderful. Waking up beside Sebastian was surreal. Because I had expected him to be gone once I opened my eyes, I was almost afraid to go to sleep.

Sebastian ran a hand over Antonio’s head as he watched him play with his toy car. “I wish I could have been there when he was born.”

I sighed sadly, lying on my back. “I have pictures of my pregnancy with him that I can show you.”

His dark eyes flicked to mine. “It’s not the same.”

“I know,” I said softly.

I wanted Sebastian to spend as much time with his son as he could. He had a lot of time to make up for. We both had our own issues that we had to work through, so many questions were left unanswered, but our son took priority.

“What’s wrong?”

I turned onto my side and rested my head on my arm. “I didn’t think you were coming back last night.”

“I wasn’t sure if I was going to either.”

My eyes widened. “Really?”

His gaze flicked to mine, but he didn’t answer. His white V-neck T-shirt enhanced his natural tan, and I tried not to drool as the tattoos rippled over his muscles whenever he moved. He caught me staring and smirked. “Are you checking me out, little one?”

I smiled. I was always checking him out. “Maybe.”

His eyes darkened as they roamed down my body. “I can’t wait to taste you again.”

My skin heated.

“Definitely my favorite meal,” he said, his eyes stopping at my crotch.

I coughed and cleared my throat. “So…” Antonio rose to his feet and crawled onto me, wrapping his small arms around me as far as he could go.

I ran a hand up his warm back. “Comfy, baby?”

He giggled.

Sebastian smiled, his eyes filling with love as he looked between us. “Love isn’t the reason why I left,” he said a moment later.

“Then why?” I asked.

His dark eyes bored into mine and then looked away guiltily. He lay down, resting his head against my side. “I think I loved you too much.”

I rubbed my thumb back and forth across his chest, waiting for him to continue.

“When I heard about what Jose had done to you, I realized the only way I could get to him was if he thought I was dead,” he explained.

I frowned. “What do you mean?”

He sighed. “I know it’s hard to understand, and I promise, I’ll explain everything when the time is right, but there will be some things you don’t want to know.” He turned his head to me.

My heart broke at the guilt swimming in his eyes. “I know.”

“I am sorry, Tori. Please know that,” he grabbed my hand, kissed my knuckles.

I nodded. “Are you going to stay here with me? With us?”

He looked away. “Let’s take this one day at a time.”

My heart thumped, knowing that he could leave at any time, and that scared the shit out of me. I had just assumed that he would stay. Even though he just came back less than twenty-four hours ago, I just figured he would want to be with me. With us. “Sebastian.”

“Tori. I don’t want to talk about this now. I’m not leaving until Jose is gone.” But afterwards was a whole different story.

“Fine.” I didn’t press but I would get answers from him soon whether he liked it or not. “I know you loved me.” I did. He had made that quite obvious.

“Love,” he corrected.

“What…?”

“Love. Not loved. I still love you. I’ve never stopped, little one.” He kissed my palm and rose, resting on his elbow.

My heart swelled. “I—”

His phone rang and I jumped.

Would I have told him that I loved him back? I did love him, but I wasn’t sure if I was ready to say it again. I was still hurt. I’d grown so used to guarding my heart after his death that it was hard to let go of old habits.

He pulled his phone out of his jeans pocket and put it up to his ear. “Yeah.” He grabbed my hand and curled his fingers in mine, resting them against his chest. “It’s all good, Garrith, but thanks.” Sebastian looked at me, his eyes warming.

Antonio cuddled against me, giggled and cooed.

“I’ll be here,” Sebastian told Garrith. “She’s not going to take it well.” Sebastian laughed at what Garrith said. He looked at me. “He said you took it better than how he thinks Keisha will take it.”

I scoffed. “I feel sorry for him.” And I did. Keisha would not handle being lied to well. I was pissed, but I would eventually get over it. Garrith had a lot of work on his hands when the truth came out. “We’ll be here for you, Garrith,” I said loud enough for him to hear.

“He said thank you.” Sebastian waited a moment, listening to whatever Garrith was saying and his gaze flicked to mine.

I swallowed at the coldness in them. Oh, crap. I could just image what Garrith was telling him.

“Really? Well I’ll just have to talk to her about that.” They finished talking and Sebastian hung up.

I laughed, making Antonio laugh along with me.

Sebastian rolled over. “Are you trying to get my attention, little dude?”

Antonio giggled and gently touched his face.

Sebastian kissed his hand, rose to a sitting position, and pulled him off of me. Antonio wrapped his arms around Sebastian’s thick neck and snuggled against him.

I sat up across from them both and ran a hand down Antonio’s back.

“How long have you been dating Brett?”

My eyes snapped to Sebastian’s. I was going to kill Garrith. “Excuse me?”

His eyes darkened. “How long have you been dating him?”

I frowned. “What…?”

He smirked.

“I’m not discussing this with you, and Garrith shouldn’t be talking about it either.”

“Just answer the question.”

“You’re so lucky you’re holding our son right now,” I bit out.

“Am I now?” he asked, a teasing lilt to his voice.

I huffed and stood, walked to the patio. I let
Malvado
out. He dashed around the yard.

“Answer the question, little one,” Sebastian demanded.

“No, there’s nothing to say. It’s almost Antonio’s bedtime,” I told him as I walked into the house.

I headed into my office, needing to call my work. Since moving from the city and out of the town I grew up in, I decided to work from home. It was easier being a single mom but now that Sebastian was back…my stomach flipped with glee.

I worked for a women’s help line, and one good thing about it was, I could do it whenever I wanted to, as much as I wanted to. I leaned against my desk and called my boss.

“Hello?”

“Hey Mistress Charles.”

My boss laughed at the nickname we had all given her. She had a hard work ethic and cracked a metaphorical whip whenever needed, and she was the best boss I’d ever had.

“Hi, Tori. What’s up?”

“I need some time off this week. Something’s come up, and I don’t want to take any calls until I’m truly focused,” I explained.

“There’s a man, isn’t there?”

I frowned, my cheeks heating. “How the hell did you know that?” There was no point denying it.

She laughed. “I know you well. You never call me to say that you need time off, even when you should. So, who is he?”

Sebastian came into view and leaned against the doorframe, his dark beautiful eyes boring into mine. My heart leapt at the sight of him taking up my doorway. “He’s an old friend.”

Sebastian smiled at my words.

“Okay…well—”

“It’s a long story and I’ll explain it to you soon,” I told her.

His eyes roamed over me, making the hair on my skin rise to attention.

“Ok, girl, you can’t drop that ball on me without giving me some sort of information. What the hell is going on? Are you alright?”

“I’m fine. I’ll call you later, Ronnie.” I hung up the phone, ignoring the protests as I disconnected the call.

“Your boss?” Sebastian asked.

I nodded, licking my dry lips. “Where’s Antonio?”

“In his crib,” Sebastian replied, taking a step towards me.

“Okay, but he needs a bath,” I told him as he neared me.

“And he’ll get one.”

I spread my legs as he approached the desk. He stepped between them and grabbed my hips.

“Is this desk sturdy?” he asked, fisting my hair in his hand.

“Yes,” I breathed.

He leaned against me, pulled my head back, and bit my chin. That one movement spread desire and warmth through my body. “Good, because I’m going to fuck you on it,” he rumbled, pulling my hair harder.

I cried out, panting. My chest rose and fell as I leaned back on the desk.