Page 87 of The Predator
Bel screeches and hops up onto the counter of the bathroom sink. "I can’t believe I'm going to be an aunt. Should I be the crazy one, or the cool one?”
There's a soft knock on the door and then Sebastian steps in. His eyes skim over Bel, then me, and back to the tests.
"What's happening here?"
Whenever he walks into a room he seems to suck the air out of it. Leaving me feeling pressurized and waiting to pop. I clear my throat. "I think your shot worked..."
He steps closer examining the tests, before wrapping his arms around me hugging my back to his front."Looks like it did. I'll let Dr. Brooks know he needs to brush up on his delivery skills. Or find us a doctor to bring in."
I blink the heaviness of this all finally hitting me. "Bel, can we have a minute?"
She hops off the counter. "Sure. I'll go find Drew. He's getting things ready for the graduation party. I'll just meet you guys there.
With a wave, she saunters out and closes the door behind her.
Sebastian pulls away slightly, his gaze pulling at the fragile seams of my heart. His thumb strokes the edge of my jaw and I’m encompassed in warmth. "Are you happy?"
Am I?"Bel asked me that, too, and I don't know. I've spent so long just trying to survive, trying to keep myself safe, that I hadn't considered ever having freedom let alone a future.”
He cups my cheeks with both hands. "I understand that, and I’m sure it’s shocking, but I won’t lie to you. I'm happy. All I've wanted since I met you, is to make a family with you, and build a future together."
I shake my head and try to step away, at least long enough so I can think straight around the desire compelling me to drag him to our bed.
"You don't think we are rushing this? That things are moving too fast?"
Pulling me closer he shakes his head. "No, it's not too fast. I've put my life on hold for too long. Needing justice for what Tanya put me through. Wanting security and ... you. I've been waiting for you. Now that all that is behind us, what more is there to wait for?"
My heart aches at his words, my body folding into his almost involuntarily. "Sebastian," I whisper. "Neither one of us had good parental role models. Can we do this?Shouldwe do this? I don’t want to fuck up someone else’s life.”
His full lips tip up into a soft gentle smile that I've been seeing more and more on his mouth lately. "We will not fuck up our kids life. There will be mistakes and errors but we won’t fuck them up. As long as the baby is safe and fed I don't think we can screw it up, right?"
I shrug. "Are you asking me? Because I've never even held a baby let alone fed one. Sometimes I don’t think I can even take care of myself."
He rolls his eyes. "Then we take classes, we read books, we experience it all together, and figure it out as one.”
I nod. What he's saying is true. "Well then we’re doing this. It’s happening.”
He scoops me up under my thighs and hikes me up around his waist. I wrap my arms and legs around him, letting him carry me into our bedroom.
"Ely, you've made me the happiest man in the fucking world. Let me show you just how much." He gently sets me on the end of the bed and presses me down to lay flat, with his hand spread wide across my belly. "Lay down, let me love you."
When I move to sit up, my mouth popping open to continue talking he flips my skirt up to expose my black cotton panties. His jerk of the fabric makes me squeal until he tugs the material off my ankle and tosses it away. Dropping down to his knees I still, my head tipped up so I can watch him.
He scoots forward, heedless of his pressed slacks, until my knees bracket his wide shoulders. Then he stares at me like I'm a feast and he's a starving man. I gulp and continue watching him, needing to see how much he wants me. He never hides it now.
The darkness in his eyes, the way his fingers tighten on my skin. All of it explains how much he wants me, and just how much he held back before we resolved the dangers in our life.
Dragging me to the end of the bed and he lifts my legs to sit on his shoulders. "Let me give you a reward, Ely. My Little Prey. I want you to scream my name as I make you come, do you understand?"
I nod once, twice, again and again, frantic now as my body ramps up needing his touch to satisfy me. “Please. Sebastian. Please.”
He winks at me from his lower position. "Oh, you know how I love it when you beg me." For a flash of a second I'm back in a dingy motel room, but I shove down the memory, refusing to be triggered by my lover, a man I know would rather die than hurt me like that.
I spear my fingers into his hair and pull him close to my body. He takes the hint and the first brush of his tongue on my sensitive, overheated flesh is heaven. Pure bliss.
I tighten my knees around his head, and he shoves his hands under my ass to hold me up against his mouth. No matter how many times he touches me, kisses me, makes love to me it's always like the first time. It's elemental, raw, so intense I feel like I could crawl out of my skin if he doesn't take more, use more of me.
His tongue delves inside me, and he uses it to fuck me deep with the length of him, then pulls out to nibble at my clit and suck the little bud between his teeth. Gasping, I arch into him, encouraging his every move.How does this feel even better than it had before?Every single time he takes me to the edge of sanity and drags me back with pleasure.