THE 18TH FLOOR (8 page)

His finger penetrated her. “Feel okay? You've been through a lot tonight."

She nodded. “More."

He squirted more lube and a second finger made its way inside her, opening her, preparing for his cock. The burn was sublime. Relaxing, she waited for the stinging to pass.

"I'm ready, Sebi. Please, do it."

Bathed in lubricant, his tip pressed against her sphincter. The sensitive nerve endings delivered a dull, wonderful ache in her ass.

"Oh, fuck, you feel amazing."

His approving tone sent a thrill of pleasure through her. She wanted to please him so much. “Go deep. Make me yours."

Bracing his hands on her hips, Sebi did what she asked. She reached backward, pressing on his washboard stomach. “Easy. You're so big. More lube."

"You're sure? I don't want to hurt you, but I do want you. So much, Alexa."

"I'm sure."

He slathered her opening with the cool gel and then positioned himself again. This time he had no trouble. Her body gripped him, pulsed around him, making room for his cock. And when Sebastian started stroking, her breath left her body as though tackled by a fullback. She looked at him. Ecstasy was written all over Sebi's face. It thrilled Alexa to know she'd put that expression there.

"Come on, take my naughty ass. It's yours. Give me that cock."

A shout of approval came from Rex. “You heard your Sub. Give it to her, Sebi! Maybe I should come over and join you."

Sebastian's rich laughter filled the night air. “Another time, perhaps. Tonight she belongs only to me."

Alexa smiled at the idea of the two Dominants sparing over her. She catalogued the offer for a future conversation.

Sebi's fingertips dug into her hips. Monosyllabic words came with increasing speed and volume.

"That's it, do it. I was made for you. Come in my ass, Sebastian.” She rotated her hips, caressing his cock with her tightness.

Soft huffs came from her lover. His thrusts slowed. “Come all over my ass. Give me your cum."

A second later, he pulled out. Alexa turned around as fast as she could while he slipped off the condom and fisted his cock. She tugged his balls with firm pressure, and waited for his hot sperm to land on her breasts.

Sebastian's body stilled. His torso became a mass of tight muscle a rock climber could have used for hand and foot-holds. His dark eyes opened, connecting their gazes and he seemed to look right into her soul. “That's it.” He grunted out the words. “I'm coming all over your beautiful tits. Ahh!” His eyes seemed to roll in his head as the white spurts left his swollen, purple tip. Alexa waited until he finished. A smile grew on his beautiful lips as he watched her wipe the streaks with her fingers and suck them clean.

Afterward, Sebi offered his hand to help her up. “You were magnificent. Are you okay?” He pulled her into his arms. “I wasn't too rough was I?"

She pressed a finger to his lips. “It was fantastic.” Gesturing to all the witnesses, couldn't believe what she'd done in front of them. “All of this was beyond my greatest fantasies."

While cupping her bottom, he kissed her.

"You won't be sleeping alone tonight."

"I'm ready to go inside. I'd like to clean up and relax with you. Alone."

"Absolutely.” Waving to the rest of the crowd, he called out in a happy tone. “Goodnight everyone."

"So soon?” Parker wanted to know.

"We don't want to spoil you.” Sebi took Alexa's hand and led her below.

He showed her how to operate the shower and then gave her some privacy. In the guest bathroom, Sebastian took care of his own needs. He marveled at what a sexual woman she was. Revealing his true nature was a risk he had to take.
There are lessons to be learned, but she was glorious.
He hoped she'd be open to learning them. More and more, Alexa was shaping up to be a perfect match for him. The idea made him smile.

"Sebastian?"

Her soft summons interrupted his romantic musings. “I'll be right there. Make yourself comfortable."

Tonight they'd spend their first night together. It felt so right. He walked to the galley to retrieve fresh glasses and a bottle of red wine. When he returned to the master stateroom a few minutes later, he discovered Alexa snuggled under the sheet, sound asleep.

His heart thudded in an unfamiliar manner. A strong urge rushed through him to hold and protect her. He set the glasses and wine down and left to secure the boat for the night.

The voices of his friends on the neighboring boats carried in the calm summer air. They would party until the night was shot to hell. Many times Sebastian and his dates would do that, too. Not tonight. The knowledge never made him happier. He waved to a few who called out to him, then locked up the boat.

Back downstairs, Alexa hadn't moved. He slid out of his pajama pants and lifted the sheet.

Her eyelids fluttered open. “Sorry, I must have...” Sleep gobbled up the remainder of the sentence.

He coaxed her into his arms and kissed her cheek. “Sleep well.” Sebastian had spent the night with a good number of women, but none had left him feeling this way. Content to be exactly where he was, he closed his eyes and drifted asleep.

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Two weeks later, Alexa sat at in her office, staring at her computer screen. The morning had dragged while she waited for her lunch date with Sebastian. After their amazing boat trip, they'd spent almost every night together. Being with Sebi brought balance in her life. There were aspects of his identity as a dominant that Alexa didn't understand yet, but she was willing to try. And she had to admit the lessons were hot. Sebi was a patient and capable teacher, and he had a varied sexual appetite. No fantasy of Alexa's was out of bounds.

She'd never felt so free.

Some of her favorite new experiences were with sensory deprivation. Goose bumps pebbled her skin as she remembered being blindfolded and feeling the pinwheel moving across her buttocks while Sebi massaged her low back. The combination of prickles on her skin and his warm hand in that spot had driven her wild. Becoming aroused, she shifted in her chair. She'd begged him to make her come, which only prolonged the wait. She could scarcely breathe by the time he'd relented. She'd exploded the instant his lips cupped her pussy. Crying and laughing at the same time, she'd writhed against his face taking everything his clever tongue would deliver. And he'd fucked her senseless afterward.

A special present to celebrate their one-month anniversary lay hidden in her purse. After doing some research, she decided on a teardrop-shaped cock ring for Sebastian. She couldn't wait to see how sexy he'd look wearing it and find out if it felt as good as the claims stated.

"Alexa?"

Oh fuck.
She cleared her throat and looked up at her supervisor, Ruth. “Ye ... yes? What can I do for you?"

"Cancel your lunch plans. We're having a Skype conference with Stimms. They have the test results we've been waiting for."

A hundred epithets ran through Alexa's mind. There was no way to get out of the meeting. She glanced at her watch, noting the workday was nearly over in Belgium. “Fifteenth floor?"

"Yes, and we're having lunch catered. Be there at eleven-thirty. We'll get our data ready and Stimms will call in at twelve-fifteen."

"Okay."

In an uncharacteristic gesture of kindness, Ruth gave a brief, half-smile. “I'm sorry if this meeting spoiled your lunch plans."

Alexa opted for the team player response. “Can't be helped. I'll be there.” She smiled in return.

After Ruth closed the door, Alexa slumped in her chair. “Ah, shit.” Letting her breath out in a huff, she dialed Sebi's extension.

He answered on the second ring. “Hi, I'm sure looking forward to lunch today."

She hated deflating his enthusiasm. “I'm sorry, but I have to cancel. Ruth just stopped in. Stimms is conferencing with us over lunch. They finally have the test data we've been waiting for on the electronics."

"Damn. I have spectacular plans for you and me.” Disappointment was evident in his voice.

"I had plans too. How about dinner tonight?"

"It'll have to be a late dinner. I have a new colleague arriving today so I have to train her."

Alexa groaned. “How late? I have a six forty-five tomorrow morning with the metallurgy lab. Those guys are the worst."

"Brutal, I'd say.” He released a short breath. “I'm not really sure when we'll wrap up. I'll call you the second I'm free, okay?"

Resting her cheek on the heel of her hand, Alexa groaned. “Do I have a choice?"

A little after eight that evening, Alexa pushed open her apartment door. Her cell phone rang in her purse. Chinese takeout in one hand, briefcase in the other, she hurried through her living room to set something on the kitchen table and answer the call.
Too late.

Sebastian's number registered and she pressed redial.

"Hi, Alexa, I just left you a message."

She shrugged out of her coat and went to hang it up. “Hey, sorry I missed you. I was coming in the door with my hands full and couldn't reach the phone in time."

"Do you want to get together?"

"I stopped to get dinner on my way home. The meeting with Stimms lasted a couple hours. Then there was the usual dissecting of the information ... yada, yada, yada. It was after four by the time we got our new assignments and broke up. My brain is mush and I have the early meeting in the labs tomorrow."

A soft chuckle stroked her ear. “I guess that's a
no
?"

"I'm sorry. I don't know if I'd even be awake in an hour."

"I understand. I'll miss you tonight."

He always says the right thing.
Surprisingly, her nights with him were serene. Waking up in his arms was the most natural feeling for Alexa. Usually she tossed and turned if she spent the night with a lover. “I'm starting to get really used to not sleeping alone. You're spoiling me."

"That's my intent."

A smile was evident in his voice and she almost recanted. “Maybe we can leave early tomorrow afternoon—like at 5:00 and make up for today."

"Let's shoot for that. Stop by and say good morning after your meeting."

"I will. Goodnight.” Smiling, she hung up. Sebi's eagerness to be near her as often as possible made her very happy. He'd already earned a special place in her heart. When she thought about their deepening relationship, she felt its strength and imagined a future full of good things and lots of possibilities.

After her lab meeting the next morning, Alexa walked the long hallway to Sebi's office. Located in a less-populated area of the building, voices carried, and she could hear him talking with a woman long before she arrived at his doorstop. She slowed her pace, listening to their conversation.

"I enjoyed seeing you so much last night. I'm just sorry you had another commitment and had to leave early. The night was young."

The woman's tone sounded more friendly than professional to Alexa. She crooked her neck, anxious to hear Sebi's response.

"It couldn't be helped."

"I'm looking forward to these next few weeks. It'll be like old times. You and me, again."

Alexa raised her eyebrows. Concealed and listening intently, Alexa waited to hear which side of the truth Sebastian would play.

"I'm sure you'll enjoy working at Greggerson. There are lots of challenges for a person of your intellect."

Alexa could barely contain a giggle. Squaring her shoulders, she walked into his office. “Good morning, Sebastian."

Sebi had been propped against his desk, legs stretched out in front of him, with his hands clasped on his thighs. Seeing her enter, he smiled and reached out his hand to her.

"Angelique Bartowe, meet Alexa Robbins."

Evangelique extended her hand for Alexa to shake. Diamonds dripped from three of her perfectly manicured fingers. Gold bracelets hung from her slender wrist. “You must be the new Sub."

Alexa bristled at the derogatory emphasis Evangelique placed on the word
Sub
.

His eyes narrowed in anger. “Don't be a bitch."

Perfectly tweezed brows framed Evangelique's chocolate brown, oval eyes. Her hair, straightened and highlighted with a shimmer of merlot, accentuated her high cheekbones and angular jaw. When she smiled, brilliant white teeth were the reward. Evangelique obviously earned a good salary and decorated herself with the benefits. Too bad she'd come off sounding exactly the way Sebi had tagged her—a bitch—or Alexa might have complimented her on her stunning good looks.

"Do you wear his collar, Alexa?"

Sebi answered for her. “That's none of your business."

She glared at Alexa, exuding confidence. “I did."

"Past tense.” Sebastian's tone was as dry as toast.

Alexa found her voice. “And no opportunities in the present or future."

Sebi squeezed her hand. “I'll see you in the white room later, Evangelique. I believe we're finished."

"Completely finished.” Alexa didn't hide the sneer in her voice.

Sebi ushered Evangelique out the door and shut it behind her. Coming back to Alexa, he took her hands in his. “Sorry about that. She has such a powerful personality."

"That's putting it lightly. You were together?"

"Yes, last year."

Sebi was more than a booty call to Alexa; she wanted to know more. “Why did it end? Because you came here?"

His gaze leveled, his demeanor remained open. In every context except their sex life, Sebi treated Alexa as an equal. “She couldn't be a happy as a submissive.” He placed Alexa's hair behind her left ear. “She constantly sought control. I'm not a switch or a bottom in the bedroom. I'm a top. Period.” He shrugged. “The power play eked into every aspect of our relationship. When I told her I was breaking things off, she got creative. She bought a collar and wore it, trying to soothe me."

Alexa frowned. “What a control freak. She seems like a bright woman. I find it hard to believe she'd think that tactic would work with you."

"It bought her a little time. She wore the collar like a prize. A lot of Subs wear them because they're happy and proud to be owned by their Dominant, not because they're playing mind games."