Chapter 92
The walls were all windows, and the furniture was simple-white and clean.
There was a fireplace on one side, a kitchenette on the other, and a big king bed in the center of the room.
Isabella walked across to the big windows and looked out at the water. “This is perfect.” She turned and smiled at Sebastian. “Thank you.”
He came up behind her, his arms sliding around her waist and pulling her back against him. “You’re welcome,” he whispered, pressing a kiss against her temple. “I told you it would be perfect.”
“I didn’t expect anything this nice.” She turned around and leaned up to kiss him, feeling his hands grip her ass and pull her against him.
He groaned, dropping his head and taking the kiss deeper. “I want you again.” His hands slid under her skirt, pulling her panties down her legs. “Take your skirt off.”
She nodded, stepping away from him to drop the skirt to the floor. She stepped out of her panties too, feeling his eyes drop down to her bare pussy.
He growled softly, his gaze burning with need. “Get on your knees.”
Isabella dropped to her knees before him, looking up and watching as his pupils dilated. “Do you want a kiss?” she asked softly. “Just a kiss?”
“That sounds fucking perfect,” he groaned.
He unzipped his pants, pulling his thick length out for her. Isabella leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss against the tip of his cock.
Sebastian let out another groan, his hand coming to rest on the top of her head. “Deeper,” he commanded gruffly. “Suck it.”
She leaned forward again, feeling his cock fill her mouth and stretch her lips apart. He was so big. She felt a trickle of moisture gather on her thighs as he began to thrust into her mouth.
“That’s it,” he praised roughly. “Fucking take it.”
Isabella sucked him in harder, feeling him shudder against her. He felt so good in her mouth-so warm and hard.
“Fuck, Izzy,” he gritted out. “You make me feel so fucking good.”
She moaned around his cock, feeling him grip her ponytail in his fist and pull her head back to look up at him.
“That’s fucking hot.” He grunted, pulling on her hair. “Look at me while you suck me.”
She nodded again, watching as he thrust into her mouth again. Her pussy clenched at the sight of him above her-his eyes burning with lust as he watched her take his cock.
“That’s right,” he praised. “Look up at me, Izzy.”
Isabella moaned again, feeling his balls draw up tight against his cock. He let out a curse, his hand tightening in her ponytail as he came down her throat.
She swallowed him down, feeling his cock twitch with aftershocks. He let out another soft groan, dropping down to his knees and pulling her into his arms.
“That felt fucking amazing,” he whispered.
“It did,” she agreed, pressing her face against his shoulder.
He let out another soft laugh, his hands coming up to smooth over her hair. “Do you have any idea how amazing you are?”
“No,” she admitted.
“You make me feel better than I have in years,” he said softly. “Since…”
“Since who?” Isabella asked curiously.
He leaned back to look down at her. “You know.” He smiled. “Her.”
“Your ex-girlfriend?” Isabella asked.
He nodded, his lips curling up again. “Yeah.”
Isabella didn’t want to ask, but she found the words tumbling from her lips anyway. “What happened? You said you got the tattoo for her. What happened?”
Sebastian’s smile dropped away, his face hardening. “We broke up. That’s all that matters.”
Isabella nodded. “I just wonder-did she break your heart?”
His gaze dropped away from hers, his jaw clenching. “Yes.”
“Sebastian.” She lifted her hand to touch his cheek. “I-”
“Don’t.” He shook his head, his eyes closing. “Just don’t.”
She nodded, letting her hand drop away. “Sorry.”
“I’m not upset with you.” He opened his eyes again, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “I just don’t want to think about it right now.” He leaned back, smiling at her again. “Want to get some dinner?”
“Yes.” Isabella nodded, feeling his hand slide into hers again as he stood.
Sebastian helped her to her feet and led her back to the main house, where they made a simple dinner and sat down to eat outside on the patio.
It felt perfect-like they were the only two people in the world. She let out a soft sigh, leaning up and pressing a kiss against his cheek.
He grinned at her. “You’re happy.”
“I am,” she agreed. “Very.”
“Good.” His hand lifted to trace over her cheek, his fingers sliding into her hair to cup the back of her head. “I am too. I’m glad we’re doing this.”
“So am I.” She leaned up again, pressing another soft kiss on his mouth.
Sebastian’s lip curled up, his hand gripping her hair as he took the kiss deeper.
It didn’t matter what he had said about not believing in love-they would be happy together.
At least for a little while. She couldn’t worry about what would come after their two years.
For now-she just wanted to enjoy him. Enjoy what he made her feel.
She let out another moan as he licked into her mouth, her arms sliding around his neck and holding him close.
This was what she had been missing in her life.
Him. She had been missing him.
* * *
Sebastian watched her sleep in the dark, feeling his heart squeeze in his chest. She was so beautiful-so sweet.
He had never met a woman like her-she was soft and kind and made him feel like he was the only man in the world.
He watched as she shifted on the bed, her body rolling towards his as her eyes flickered open.
“Hi.” She smiled sleepily at him.
“Hey.” He leaned up and pressed a soft kiss on her cheek. “Can’t sleep?”
Isabella shook her head, snuggling against him. “I keep thinking about everything.”
He laughed softly. “Everything?”
“Everything.” She nodded. “My life is changing so much.”
“Is it?” he asked curiously. “You’re still you, Izzy.”
“But I’m going to be someone’s wife,” she said softly. “Someone’s mother.”
Sebastian frowned, rolling towards her and pushing himself up on his elbow. “What are you talking about?”
She lifted her gaze to his. “Isn’t that what you want? For me to be your wife and have your children?”
“Yes,” he admitted. “But that’s not all I want from you.”
“What else do you want?” she asked softly.
“I want you.” He dropped his head down, pressing a soft kiss to her mouth. “In every way.” He kissed her again. “You’re going to be my wife, but I want you to be more than that to me. I want you to be my partner.” He felt her lips curve under his. “I want us to build something together.” He leaned back. “And maybe down the line, we will have kids. But for now-just you. That’s all I want.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
“Okay?” he asked.
She nodded, smiling again. “Okay.” She leaned up, pressing her lips against his again.
Sebastian groaned softly, rolling her onto her back and coming over her. She was everything he wanted.
And he was going to make damn sure she never got away. He wanted her to be his forever. Even if he didn’t deserve it.
Even if he hadn’t been good enough for anyone else.
She would be. She had to be.
He kissed her deeper, feeling her legs wrap around his hips and pull him closer. She was perfect-his wife, his mate, his everything.
And he would never let her go.
The End.