The One Awakened: Book 1 in The One Trilogy (65 page)

For the next few minutes the meal is given his full attention, lavished and fixated upon and entirely gobbled-up. As he wipes his mouth with a nearby napkin, I realise that I share a kinship with his Breakfast. I feel much the same as his food every time he decides that I’m on the menu.

“Aren’t you hungry Lu?” His face shows concern nodding at my still laden plate. I push it towards him with a gracious hand offering him, what’s there.

“I was but now I’m…” I stutter over my words and shake my head smiling up at him through tilted coy eyes. God he is sexy.

I press my thighs together to quash the heat building there.

“What? What are you now Lu?”
 

He’s now at my side, and I’m spun on the stool to face him, his warm rough hands on my bare thighs, the shirt rising higher; my legs part.
 

His eyes drop to spot on the stool where my thighs join and shadow begins. I can feel the breeze on my naked pussy, peeking out beneath the hem of the shirt.

From the look of pure need on Seb’s face it hadn’t gone unnoticed.

“I’m horny,” I whisper.
 

Oh shit did I actually say that out loud?

I must have, as I immediately feel the whip of air as I’m lifted, fireman style and thrown over his shoulder, his hand cheekily patting my behind, as he heads into the utility.
 

“I think, Baby, that you and I need to attend to some much overdue laundry.”

Eh? Are we not on the same wavelength here?

Sebastian’s utility is probably the size of a family kitchen and could be accessed from both inside and outside the house. As we enter he turns and locks the door behind him, continuing to the outer door to check it too is securely ensconced.

Ahh! Now I get it. Privacy.

I feel myself lowered to the oak floor beneath us, my feet instantly soothed by warmth from the heated flooring. Several washers fill the left corner of the room, followed by two tumble dryers, one already spinning and then all sorts of ironing and steaming equipment. The man was seriously indulgent. I bet he didn’t do any of it himself; probably didn’t even know how to use the technology.

My mind goes blank again as I feel him move behind me and push me in the direction of the working dryer. As we reach it Sebastian turns me and bends to kiss me lightly; the first kiss of the morning. He tastes salty and of bacon and fresh coffee and Sebastian. He tastes delicious.

His wandering hands grasp the collar of the shirt and yank tightly, forcing me into him further. I melt as his nose brushes my neck, nuzzling there, inhaling my scent.
 
His voice breaks the spell, deep and seductive.
 

“You look good in my clothes. You’ll look better out of them.”

I shiver as he undoes three top buttons, allowing him to release a shoulder and push the shirt aside, planting a soft wet kiss there. I shiver and thrust my breasts out begging him to free them too.

Working his way in a trail of tormenting licks he travels teasingly up my neck and finally back to my mouth, where the mood changes in that moment. Jolts of electricity feed along every nerve in my body as our kiss intensifies.

He locks his eyes on mine. I lean back onto the machine behind me and supporting me with one hand, he uses his other to expertly flick each remaining button open. I hold my breath as I feel his huge warm hand, at my neck, and using firm pressure with his palm, graze a path down my body, between my breasts, over my stomach, dipping lightly over my navel and curved tummy and smoothing over my pussy. I move to instinctively squeeze my legs together but his foot wedges them apart. His shirt now drapes either side of my body, open wide to allow his visible access to my main assets and his socks, which ruche like leg warmers at my ankles.
 

As if he can read my mind he orders. “The shirt …and socks stay!”

Fisting his hands in my hair, which tumbles over my shoulders, I melt into his body and tug roughly at the hem of his t-shirt. He is wearing way too much clothing. It lands in a heap on the floor and turning back to me, his face intense and sexy I lick my lips in expectation. The bulge in his jeans was enough promise to excite me.

“Jump!”
 

The command is a growl and without a word I trust him and using his arms for leverage do just that, sliding carefully backwards onto the juddering dryer at my back. The heat is an unexpected shock and I gasp as my bare behind adapts to the slight scald. I instinctively open my legs to support myself better, and his eyes are immediately drawn to the dark apex at their peak. I watch as his dark brown eyes, deepen to black and gold-flecked pools of fire and fill with desire and need and something else?

“Just you and me now.”

He softly scrapes his nails down each thigh and pulls me roughly towards him. The dryer is thankfully designed to be waist height and is perfect for us and as he pulls me nearer the edge, he hits the spin button and I feel the delicious vibrations expand and filter through my already pulsing core. Sebastian clamps onto my hips in a vice like grip, keeping me immobile against the movement of the machine beneath and then with one rotational grind, he encourages me to continue circling my pelvis to appease the building pressure and reach my goal. I lose myself in the moment but know that his focus is on me at all times and it turns me on.

“That’s it Baby - come for me.”
 

As I collapse onto him and rotate on the dryer my body racked with tiny pulses of ebbing need, his hand cups my breast and tweaks a nipple, flicking it hard, almost painfully; his mouth finds the other, circling it and lavishing it with attention. I arch my back, throwing my head back.
 

My body is on fire. I want to touch him, kiss him. I want him inside me. I want all of him. In that instant I feel his hand cup the back of my neck and his hand fiddling in his pocket, before slipping between my legs. The rustling of packaging, causes me to look down and I sigh in pleasure at the sight on show, as he slides protection over his arousal.
 

“Now!”
 

Could this man read minds?

I’m thrust towards him, and impaled on his cock. The fullness of him, makes me groan aloud in both pleasure and pain but the uncomfortable sensation doesn’t last and I throw my arms around him, whilst his hands move to hold my ass, sexily massaging it in time to the bounce of the dryer.

His tongue delves deep and searches for mine. We suck and lick and plunge into one another’s mouths and bodies until we are one. Climbing the ladder of desire to meet our mounting climax. I hear my moan, our pants become quicker and his grip on my behind as he pounds into me, tightens. The spin on the dryer buzzes, uncontrollably, and just like getting off with a vibrator I feel myself exploding but with Sebastian inside me the sensation is amplified - my emotions are amplified.
 

As he kisses me over and over I moan into his mouth. “I love… how you know my body so well.” I’m rewarded with his final plunge and as I sense him lose himself, in me and brush my hand over his inky hair - cradling him to me to inhale his masculine scent.

We stay like that for a while, holding one another, with my legs wrapped around his waist and his cock still deep within me. I can’t help it. I have to say it again. The words are building within me, desperate to burst out and I know that now that I’ve spoken them aloud, the seal was broken and there was no going back. I’m putting myself out there and entirely vulnerable. I don’t care. I kiss the top of his head and give in to the temptation, desperate to burst free.

“I love you Seb.”

The spin cycle ends and all is still. I lift my head from his chest and we lock eyes and moving a strand of hair from my forehead, he kisses me passionately. In that moment I know he feels the same, I can sense it in his touch, even if he’s not come to that realisation himself yet.

I ache, to hear the words fall from his sexy mouth. It’s almost painful. Sometimes unspoken words are more sincere - I remind myself in hope.

After a quick shower and freshen up, I throw-on the dress, worn to tempt last night - bloody hell that had been an understatement! Thank goodness I carry around all my make-up essentials, including foundation, and in five minutes, I’ve added compact, blush, mascara and nude lips to my tired but happy face. I’m about to spray some of Seb’s D&G on my wrist, when there’s a knock at the door.

“Come in!” I holler, whilst throwing my hair back and scrunching it, in an attempt to smooth the
sexy bed hair
frizz
.

“Well don’t you look all refreshed? Foundation please?” Abby dives for my make-up and shoves me off the seat.

“I look like a dog and brought nothing with me - men have it soo easy!” She moans attacking her face with baby wipes.

“You look gorgeous - very radiant.” I smile, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. “I take it all went well last night between you and Nathan.”

“Didn’t you hear us?” She gigged uncontrollably. “I thought we were going to wake the neighbours.”
 

“There isn’t any Hun. Well not for 200 yards or so.
 

“Exactly!”

We laugh together and I rummage under the bed for my shoes.

“Fucking awesome - gorgeous man; gorgeous room - and that bed! It’s honestly better than any hotel bed I’ve ever stayed in - I had a hard time getting out of it this morning. The only reason we did was because Na and his hunter gatherer nose, could smell bacon.”

“That was me I’m afraid. I awoke to an empty bed, found the man of the house downstairs having an irate phone call and decided to cook.”

“Hmmm Nigella always works.” She turns and smiles at me. “Well providing there’s no baking soda in the recipe.” She laughs twitching her nose like an addict.
“Are you two OK now, after last night? Did you sort everything out?”

“Kind of; sort of. I told him I loved him.”

“Shut the fuck up – OMG! What did he say?”

“Nothing?”

“You’re kidding me.”

“Stop frowning Abs he couldn’t say anything - He was sound asleep!”

“Oh Lu.”

“I know. I wanted to say it so badly. It was the right time, you know, it felt perfect; like he felt what I was feeling and then I just bottled it. By the time I’d plucked up the courage to just
get it out
, he was snoring.

“I’m not far off myself Lu - Nathan is the real deal, so I know how you feel. The way he reacted last night, there is no way that that man doesn’t love you back.”

“Well I’m not sure about that yet but he’s never tried to fuck me in the behind, so as far as I’m concerned, he’s a keeper!”

We burst into uncontrollable giggles, before Abby calms down and adds. “Well… he hasn’t yet anyway!”

“Seriously though, I think you’re right - if Seb
could love
anyone I’d like to think it could be me, but I also know how he is. Controlling, arrogant and he doesn’t do the long haul Abby - not in relationships anyway. I really hope I’ve not jumped out of the fire and into the bloody incinerator!”

She stops mid lip-liner. “Look don’t worry - you two are at least dating now. Toni is out the way. You’re monogamous. There’s nothing standing in your way. Go downstairs, let’s have a cuppa and catch up with G & Suze before you have to leave to meet Finn. Sound good?”