The Alpha's Baby(7)

"Oh, you know." Was he really going to make her say it?

"No, I don't," he said.

"I'm me, and you're you." She motioned at his gorgeous body.

"And?"

Good God, why wasn't the man catching on?

"I'm like a can of soup and you're prime rib." Prime rib she'd very much like to sink her teeth into. "You could have a woman that looks like a supermodel. Why would you bother with me?"

His face hardened. "I happen to find you beautiful and extremely desirable."

"Do you?" She froze.

"I think it should be obvious." He sounded pained.

At first she didn't understand what he meant by obvious. That was when she followed his gaze down to his crotch. The man's arousal was causing a tent in his jeans. She wondered why she hadn't noticed it before. The wine, she thought, laying her eyes on the bottles they'd drunk. I'm not thinking clearly. Yet when she contemplated the bulge in his pants, all she felt was pleasure that he was excited because of her. She also had the deepest urge to touch him, to hold the heat of his length in her hand. A shaky breath escaped her lips as she met his gaze.

"You see why calling a cab is a good idea?" He shifted uncomfortably.

Just as he stepped away, she startled herself yet again by grabbing his wrist. His eyes widened in surprise as she held on tight.

"I want you," she said.

"We're both drunk." Yet even as he said the words, his eyes darkened with desire.

She shook her head. "I know this is what I want."

"Are you sure?" As he placed both hands on her shoulders, his gaze was intense. "I mean, are you really sure? I don't want you to wake up tomorrow regretting what we did."

"I won't regret it," she said with absolute certainty.

Though Sebastian's eyes were still filled with hesitation, he nodded.

In one swift motion, he captured her lips with his. She gasped in shock because of his sudden attack, noting that his drunkenness had not taken away from the obvious skill he possessed. As she wrapped her hands around his neck, still surprised by the turn of events, he sucked her lower lip into his mouth, teasing the sensitive skin. The action made her quake against him. Still she thrust her hands into his hair, allowing him to feast upon her mouth as much as he desired. And when his tongue pressed against her lips, begging for access, she didn't deny him entrance.

As his tongue slid inside her, she tasted bittersweet wine. She moaned against him, shocked that such a sound could erupt from her. Even though he was a man she barely knew, he captured her mouth and enveloped her body with no hesitation. She realized that this was a sign of a seasoned lover. Despite the pain she felt at the thought of his past affairs, she had to admit that she was enjoying being teased by such an experienced mouth.

When Sebastian's fierce and overpowering kiss turned her body to water, she melted against him. He scooped her up in one smooth motion, and she wrapped her legs around his muscular waist. He carried her to the bedroom and laid her on a ruby-red comforter. Before she even had time to suck in air, he crawled toward her on all fours, a primitive glint in his eye that sent a chill of desire straight through her body. The man lay down on top of her, pressing the hard plains of his torso against her soft, feminine curves.

"I'm so glad I found you," he groaned into her ear.

She opened her eyes. "What?"

Instead of responding with words, Sebastian unbuttoned the front of her lavender blouse. Once the shirt was open, he moaned in reverence and laid a kiss on the ivory skin of the top of her breast. The kiss made her skin bubble with goose bumps, and all she wanted to do was beg him to devour every inch of her body until she was writhing beneath him.

He bent his head and kissed a single brown fleck on her left breast. "I love this mole."

Her response was to arch her back, silently pleading for more.

Sebastian responded with fervor and unhooked her lacy green bra. Her breasts spilled from the confines. Her nipples, copper nubs the size of quarters, stood at attention due to her overwhelming arousal. Her chest heaved as she tried desperately to catch her breath. Murmuring her name, Sebastian kissed the beloved mole one last time before trailing a path to the aroused nub. He took the bud in his mouth and ran his tongue along the sensitive skin. As he began to suckle at her nipple, she screamed in pleasure and dug her fingers into his shoulder blades, wondering how she didn't know her breasts were that sensitive.

After he teased her nipple until the skin ached, he straightened up, but only to pull off his navy-blue T-shirt. Once his chest was bare, she was ninety-nine percent sure that she was having sex with Adonis or Zeus or…Damn it all, she was too drunk to name all the Greek gods. But all she knew was that he had to be inhuman. People simply didn't have muscles that toned or skin so flawless and smooth. She reached out, half-afraid that he might disappear like some sort of ghost, and ran her fingers along the acres of perfect skin. When she made her way past the dark hair above the waistband of his jeans, she laid eyes on his arousal yet again, noting how large his member appeared even within the confines of his pants.