Feeling the Buzz (8 page)

Sebastian met Wayne’s gaze, heat firing
along every single nerve ending in his body. “Would you let me suck you off?”

“In a heartbeat,” Wayne said. “Having you
touch me like that…you should both experience how that feels. Damn, I wish I
didn’t have to go away this weekend. I just want time alone with both of you to
try everything.”

“Everything?” Sebastian asked cautiously.
Although he wanted to touch Wayne and kiss him, he didn’t know if he was ready
for—no! Hell, he’d done anal with a couple of his girlfriends in the past. One
of them had loved it and told him exactly what to do, so it wasn’t as if he
didn’t know what the hell he was doing. “You done anal before?”

“No,” said Jen.

“Yes,” said Wayne at the same time.

“Does it hurt?” Jen asked.

“No idea,” Wayne said, and he ducked under
the water, pumping a handful of shower gel into his hand at the same time.

“I don’t know either,” Sebastian said.

They all stared at each other with Wayne’s
chuckle breaking the silence between them.

“Sounds as if we have some interesting
times in store for us,” Wayne said, winking at Sebastian.

Sebastian helped Jen to her feet and
shunted her under the water with Wayne. He watched Wayne reach out and embrace
Jen with one hand. His fingers curled around one of her breasts, his fingers
dark against her pale skin. He searched for jealousy within and found nothing
this time.

“You want a sandwich or something to eat
before you go?”

“Do we still have ham?” Wayne turned his
gaze on him. It was hot and heady being the recipient of his look and the low
level of arousal in Sebastian kicked a notch higher. Unable to resist, he
leaned in and snatched a kiss from Wayne. Hard. Quick. Different.

When Sebastian pulled back he could see the
reaction in Wayne, the swift flare of need, and it warmed him. “Later,” he
mouthed, and with a wink at Jen he went to make a couple of sandwiches.

Lucky he’d followed his impulse to go to
the bathroom and watch. Anticipation simmered through him, part of him
impatient for the weeks to come. Still, he had this weekend and nothing but
free time to explore all sorts of things with Jen.

Good times.

Chapter Seven

Wayne left after kissing them both. Jen
didn’t feel dirty or sluttish or even selfish for taking two men off the
market. Instead she felt lucky. Happy.

She cuddled into Sebastian’s side and waved
as Wayne drove off.

“What would you like to do? Fancy a couple
of drinks at The Thirsty Cricket? I saw Liam earlier today, and he said they
were heading to the pub for dinner. There’s a live band tonight.”

“Sounds good. I might even corner Gaby and
ask nosy questions. She’ll know if it hurts.”

“I suppose I could ask Liam,” Sebastian
said, but his tone was doubtful.

Jen pictured the possible scenarios and the
way that conversation could go. “Maybe you should let me do the asking.”

“Yeah, but it’s probably different for guys.”

“Go shower,” Jen said. “We might as well
have dinner there too.” She turned away, then said over her shoulder, “You
might even be able to persuade me to wear my vibrator. I don’t mind you having
the control.” A grin formed at his groan, and she made sure she twitched her
butt until she’d disappeared from his sight.

* * * * *

They ended up sharing a large table with
Gaby and her men. The pub was packed, the doors and windows thrown open and
some of the crowd spilling out to the beer garden at the back.

“Let’s dance,” Sebastian said.

Jen whispered, “Do you have the control I
gave you?”

Sebastian groaned, grabbed her hand and
towed her over to the small dance floor. He pulled her against his body, making
no secret of the fact they were together romantically. Jen caught the curious
glances sent their direction by some locals and a couple of the women looked
distinctly envious.

Too bad. Her man now.

She swayed in time to the music but they
didn’t move around the floor. It was too crowded for that. One song blurred
into another, only the sudden vibration in her pussy jolting her from her
dreamy state.

She gripped Sebastian’s shoulders and
grinned up at him. “I thought you’d forgotten.”

“Not a chance,” he drawled. “I intend to
keep you on edge until you’re desperate. Then we’ll go home.”

“Sounds good to me. Win-win all the way
around.”
Oh-oh.
Sebastian’s ex-wife had come in with a group of
girlfriends. Damn. She wasn’t sure if she should say something or not.
“Sebastian, your ex is here.”

“Don’t care,” he said. “As long as I don’t
have to talk to her everything will work out fine.”

“You don’t miss her?”

“We’re divorced. I’m well rid of her.”

Victoria, his ex, was attractive with an
air of sexy about her. No one would mistake her for the girl next door. Jen
watched her, saw the moment she realized Sebastian was present and the way she
narrowed her eyes. Jen decided she didn’t want to talk to the ex either, not
that they ran in the same circles.

An insistent buzz from the vibrator focused
her attention exactly where Sebastian wanted it. On him. She blew him a kiss
and the vibrations trailed off. “When we get back to the house, where would you
like me to touch you first? What would you like me to do to you?”

“I get a choice?” His eyes darkened with
mischief, and her heart twisted with joy. Sebastian didn’t smile much, and it
was good to see him in this mood.

“You get to think about it for the entire
night until we get home, and you’re not rushing me off because I intend to talk
to Gaby about a few things first.”

“Why don’t you call her and go out to lunch
tomorrow? Have a girls’ outing.”

“You wouldn’t mind me doing that?”

“Of course not. I have a couple of things I
need to take care of at the job site tomorrow morning anyway. Jen, I already
know what I want to do the minute we get home.”

“Oh?” Her brows rose in a silent invitation
for him to share.

“Yeah. I want you to undress me, one item
of clothing at a time. A few touches and kisses would be good, then I want to
strip off your clothes, toss you on the bed and slide my cock inside you until
I’m balls-deep. I want to feel your heat and your pussy clutching my cock.”

Each husky word tugged at her breasts and
echoed in her womb. She felt her body moisten then the vibrations started
again—an easy buzz that sent her toward the edge but not enough to throw her
into orgasm.

Jen cleared her throat and worked on
holding back vocal sounds of pleasure. “Is that all?”

“I’m going to kiss you and play with your
breasts until I know exactly what you like best. And all the time I’ll be stroking
into you deep and steady, driving us until we both explode.” He paused, his
pale eyes gleaming. “Is that the sort of thing you had in mind?”

The vibrations picked up in speed, and she
bit her bottom lip to stem her moan of desperation. “Yeah,” she whispered. “You
do good sex talk. Uh, should I tell you what I want to do to you?”

“Do you think you’ll have the energy once
I’m finished?” His tone held smugness and a hint of challenge.

“I haven’t had a chance to look through the
stuff Gaby gave me to test. I’m sure there’s something in there to help pierce
your attitude.”

The vibrator speed kicked up, and with it,
Sebastian’s smirk. “You shouldn’t try to challenge me when I have the remote.”

Suddenly, it was too much for her. A moan
burst from her and she clutched Sebastian’s wide shoulders as the spasms
weakened her knees. Sebastian’s soft chuckle brought swift color to her cheeks,
and she ducked her head. A tug of fear pierced her, stirring in the pit of her
stomach. Had anyone noticed? God, she’d die of embarrassment if the dancers
around them had witnessed her…ah…obvious enjoyment.

“It’s okay,” Sebastian whispered.

It was difficult to miss the humor in his
tone or the vibrations against her cheek. A swift glance up at his face
confirmed her suspicions. The louse was laughing. A flash of chagrin struck and
she started talking, standing on tiptoe to speak against his ear. “You and
Wayne will want to fuck each other eventually.”

A jolt went through Sebastian, his muscles
tensing beneath her hands. Oh yeah. She had his full attention. Now it was time
to reel in him.

“I’m sure Gaby has some anal toys in her
bag of tricks,” Jen continued. “And I know for a fact that some of them
vibrate. Imagine this. Me undressing you slowly, kissing and biting every inch
of skin I uncover. Waking up your nerve endings until you’re one big bundle of
anticipation.” She paused to imagine the scenario. A wicked grin reshaped her
mouth. She’d see exactly how he handled walking off the dance floor with a
giant hard-on. “Then, I’d go to work on your jeans.”

His husky groan prompted a wider smirk.
She’d teach him to tease her in a public place.

“You’re wearing tight jeans that cling to
every inch of your sexy butt. Your cock is a hard bulge in your jeans. I glide
my fingers over it and on the next pass I use my fingernails. They make a
scratchy sound against the denim. I struggle with the button on your fly and
you get all impatient. You tear my fumbling fingers away before I can protest
and you try to wrench it down.” Jen dug her fingernails into his biceps to make
sure he was paying attention. Satisfied by his husky groan, she continued, “I
smack your hands away and slide the zipper down. The rasp is loud…”

“Go on,” he said in a tight voice.

“Don’t you think we should go back to the table?”

“Why—?” He broke off when he noticed the
dance floor was emptying, and they were receiving funny looks. “Shit.” Grabbing
her hand, he towed her back to their table.

She couldn’t help it. She let her gaze
flicker to his groin and took great satisfaction in seeing the distinct ridge
of his erection. They slid onto their seats, joining Gaby and Fletch. Liam was
nowhere to be seen.

“Do we need another drink or should I
continue?” Jen asked.

“Drink,” Sebastian muttered, already
jumping to his feet. “You guys ready for another one?”

“Thanks,” Fletch said.

“Coward.”

Sebastian scowled at her, but she didn’t
hold back on her grin. Smirking, Jen watched him disappear into the crowd.

“What did you do to him?” Gaby asked.

“Payback is a bitch, and if he thinks I’ve
exacted enough punishment yet, he should think again.”

“Should I ask you what he did?” Fletch
asked.

“Gaby’s fault,” Jen said with a stern
glance at her friend.

“Me? I didn’t do anything.”

“Her sex toys?” Fletch guessed.

“Sebastian is learning that teasing goes
both ways, and I’m not willing to sit back like a good submissive. I want full
participation.”

“Go, Jen!” Gaby lifted her hand for a high
five, and Jen smacked her palm against her friend’s.

“I wonder if I should warn him,” Liam
mused.

“I’m sure he’s intelligent enough to figure
it out on his own,” Jen said sweetly. She turned back to Gaby. “Are you doing
anything tomorrow? I want to ask you a few questions, and Sebastian suggested
we do lunch.”

Amusement highlighted a dimple at the
corner of Fletch’s mouth. “Not in those words, I bet.”

“Of course not. There’s nothing girly about
Sebastian.” True. He was all smoldering man and, like an iceberg, most of his
personality remained hidden until he chose to share himself. Acute anticipation
simmered at a low level burn, tugging at her womb. She squeezed her thighs
together and held her breath as she rode out the tiny quivers that rocked her.

“Jen?”

Eyes that she hadn’t remembered closing
flew open in consternation. Good grief. She needed privacy and a naked
Sebastian. In that order. She determinedly ignored the blood rushing to her
cheeks. “Sorry. Just spaced out for a moment there.”

“I thought you weren’t intending to wear
that vibrator with the remote control again.”

“Sebastian is very persuasive when he sets
his mind to it, but no, it wasn’t the vibrator. Lunch? Can you meet me
tomorrow?”

“Why don’t you drop by my place and we’ll
have lunch and a few drinks there. Sebastian can pick you up, so you won’t need
to worry about driving.”

Jen nodded. “Sounds good. I’ll make a
quiche and bring it for lunch.”

“Excellent plan,” Gaby said. “I’ll make a
couple of salads. You should try this with Sebastian.” She leaned close and
whispered in Gaby’s ear.

“Really?”

“Oh yeah. He’ll like it. Just use—”

“Plenty of lube,” Jen finished for her
friend. She nodded. “I can do that.”

Fletch’s brows drew together. “Should I
ask?”

“I’ll demonstrate later tonight,” Gaby
promised.

“Will I like it?”

“Your eyes will cross in a good way.”

Fletch’s eyebrows drew together, and Jen
could see his mind turning with the possibilities. “Maybe we’ll leave soon.”

Sebastian arrived back with drinks. After
distributing them, he sat beside Jen and slipped his arm around her. It was
natural, done without thought on his part, and the action warmed her all the
way through. She leaned in to him, and after a quick wink at Gaby, continued
with her seduction by whispering in his ear.

“Instead of the black cotton underwear I
expect, your cock springs out, hot and hard beneath my fingers.”

Sebastian’s arm tightened around her
shoulders, yet his expression didn’t change. She needed to mess with him some
more.

“I scoop out your cock and run my finger
along the length of your shaft. My fingers run over the head and under, teasing
you where you’re most sensitive. I add my mouth, dragging my tongue across the
flared head. I pause to taste a drop of pre-cum. It’s tart, a little salty.
You’re moving your hips in tiny jerks, pushing your cock deeper into my mouth.
I pull on your cock with some suction, and you moan, your hands digging into my
hair. It hurts, but it’s a good pain. I hum my appreciation, the vibrations
dragging a groan from you. You sound as if you’re in pain, but I know better.
You’ve started to tremble. Pre-cum is seeping from your slit in a constant stream,
and I have to lick a lot to keep up. I take you deeper and let one of my hands
roam over your balls. They’re hard and I know you’re not far away from orgasm.
I reach between your legs and glide my fingers over your pucker—”

Sebastian sprang to his feet and grabbed
her hand. “We’re going home.” He dragged her two steps before she could
protest.

“Wait! I haven’t finished…my drink.”

“You can have a
drink
at home.” His
emphasis told her he knew exactly which corner her mind had turned.

“See you tomorrow,” Gaby called, laughter
in her voice. “Come around eleven.”

The drive home seemed to take ages even
though Sebastian drove much faster than usual. They pulled up in the driveway,
and Jen removed her seatbelt.

“Wait there.”

Sebastian climbed out and rounded the
vehicle to open her door. He helped her out and grabbed her hand, lacing their
fingers together. Jen’s pulse rate clicked up a few notches. The touch seemed
intimate yet felt so right.

“I hope you’re not tired.”

“Nope,” she said cheerfully.

“Wayne’s room?”

“Yes.” Although Wayne wasn’t here she liked
the thought of spending time with Sebastian in Wayne’s bed. “I wish he was here
with us.”

“Me too, but I think we can manage to
entertain ourselves.”

Jen thought of Gaby’s suggestion and fought
to contain her smile. “I think you’re right.”

Without warning, Sebastian swept her into
his arms and in seconds flat they were in Wayne’s bedroom. Jen struggled a
fraction to let Sebastian know she wanted down. He dropped her on the mattress
and switched on one of the bedside lamps. Despite Wayne’s absence, she could
smell the citrus of his favored aftershave. He’d left a pair of jeans over the
back of a chair and obviously emptied his pockets of change before leaving. A
handful of coins littered the top of a set of wooden drawers.