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Then down to the line of my shoulder.
Every kiss left a trail of heat that burned under my skin, ingling after he moved on.
His mouth moved thoroughly, like he was trying to memorize me through taste and touch.
“Sebastian,” I breathed, half a plea, half a warning.
He grinned against my skin, as if he knew exactly how close I was to losing control.
His fingers hooked into the waistband of my PJ bottoms but didn’t pull, just rested there, warm and possessive.
I tried to swat him off, weakly, palms tapping against his chest.
He finally pulled back, but everything under my skin ke buzzing.
I stared at him.
His pupils were blown wide, and I could feel the heat coming off him like steam.
His hand curled around mine and started dragging it lower.
He said, rough as hell, “Wanna try something?”
“Try what?”
His mouth curved.
“Me.”
I blinked.
My brain stalled for a second.
Then it clicked.
My face went up in flames.
I turned away, nearly rolling into the duvet trying to hide how hot my skin was.
We’d already gone public.
We’d been married for months.
So going for the home run didn’t sound so crazy anymore.
Especially with how my whole body felt… like every inch of skin had turned sensitive, flushed, greedy.
He leaned in again.
“Is it okay?”
I bit down on my lip. Nodded once.
He didn’t wait.
He moved fast-unbuttoned, tugged, his hands everywhere.
He yanked my top down, traced the line just under my collarbone.
Then I remembered.
“Wait-do you have one?”
His hand froze.
“One what?”
“Protection.”
It took him a second. Then he groaned under his breath “No.”
He pushed himself up, eyes scanning the room.
Nothing He yanked open the bedside drawer.
Empty.
He got off the bed, stalked to the bathroom, slammed cabinet doors, rifled shelves, checked behind every bottle.
Still nothing.
He came back looking like he wanted to punch a hole in the wall.
“Nothing,” he said, frustrated.
That hit me with a weird mix of relief and disappointment.
“Then forget it. We can… try another time.”
“No fucking way.” He clenched his fists.
“I’ll call the front desk. They’ll send something up.”
He stalked to the table, grabbed the phone.
I shot up.
“Don’t!”
I scrambled across the bed on my knees, nearly slipped off the edge trying to stop him.
I caught his sleeve and yanked.
“Don’t call. Just-leave. Seriously.”
The thought of someone knocking on the door with a polite little paper bag made my scalp tingle.
Especially if it was that sweet girl from downstairs, the one who’d helped me with the Wi-Fi earlier.
She’d smiled like an angel and told me to ring room service if I needed anything.
I’d die I pulled harder, dragging Sebastian back to the bed.
“Let it go. We’re not doing this tonight.”
Sebastian looked down at my hand, his arm still trapped in my grip.
He let out a slow breath and let me drag him back down beside me.
His fingers slid against my palm, firm and warm.
“You really think you can hold out?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said quickly. I even faked a yawn for effect.
“I’m exhausted. We’ve got the sponsor event tomorrow, and I’d rather not show up looking wrecked.”
I started to lie back, but he didn’t let go.
He pulled me straight into his chest, his voice brushing past my ear.
“I can’t.”
“Then take a cold shower,” I muttered.
He let out a short, incredulous sound.
“It’s freezing outside. You want your husband to freeze his balls off? Seriously?”
My face heated again.
“Then I don’t know… figure it out yourself. We’re not doing this tonight.”
He dropped against me like his spine had given out, heavy and hot.
I fell back with him, both of us landing in the same place we’d started, except this time he was sprawled right on top of me.
He buried his face in my neck, breathing hard and fast.
It didn’t last long.
I broke first.
If he kept huffing like that, neither of us would sleep.
I nudged his head with my palm, grinding the words out under my breath.
“Fine. I’ll help you.”
His head snapped up.
“You sure?”
I glanced up at him.
His mouth twitched.
His eyes weren’t desperate-they were smug I narrowed mine.
“You manipulative bastard.”
He smiled, wide and unrepentant.
“You offered. Don’t back out now.”