One Night in London (8 page)

“I see. Let’s set up a meeting then.” He pulled his phone from his pocket. “How about tomorrow around noon? Call the artist and have him meet us here. I’ll have Ellery drop by and we’ll discuss it.”

“Noon is good. Thank you, Connor.”

Sebastian

I
leaned back in my chair as I read Chloe’s text message and got the impression there was a hint of anger in her words. Maybe not so much anger, but definitely an attitude. Did she really have plans tonight? Or was she just pissed off because I hadn’t been in contact with her since our night together last week?

“Hello, Sebastian,” Eli answered.

“I need you to follow Chloe after she leaves work and find out if she goes home or somewhere else. I want to know if she’s lying to me.”

“Will do.”

Placing my phone in my pocket, I walked out of my office.

“I’m leaving the building, Mackenzie. I’ll be back later.”

“Okay, Mr. Bennett.”

Stepping inside the gallery, I looked around and saw Chloe standing over by the Impressionist art display, holding up a painting against the wall. She looked so beautiful in her black short skirt and gray fitted sweater, which showed off her hourglass figure with perfection.

“Do you need help with that?” I asked as I walked up behind her.

When she turned her head, her narrowing eyes locked with mine. Fuck, she was making my cock go wild.

“No. What are you doing here, Sebastian?” she asked as she set the painting down.

“I was in the neighborhood and I thought I’d drop by and say hi, since you declined my dinner invitation.”

“I’m sorry, but I have plans for tonight and I’m not cancelling because you want to have dinner. We’ll have dinner together when I’m available,” she spoke as she walked away.

“And what if I’m not available when you’re available?” I followed her as she walked up the stairs.

“Then we’ll have to get our calendars out and schedule a night we’re both available.”

“You’re pissed off at me. I can tell.”

“No, I’m not. Why would I be pissed?” she asked as we walked into her office.

“Because I didn’t call or text you all week.”

“Then you don’t know me very well, Mr. Bennett.” She smiled.

“No. Actually, I don’t. The only real thing I know about you is how incredible you are to have sex with. That’s why I want to have dinner with you. To get to know you better.” I winked.

“I’m not sure if I should be flattered or not by that comment.”

“Believe me, you should be.”

Walking closer to her, I placed my hands on her hips and stared into her gorgeous green eyes.

“I need to kiss you.”

“You need to or you want to?”

“Both. You look very sexy in that outfit.” My hand left her hip and roamed up her skirt, pushing the crotch of her panties to the side. “You’re wet.” My tongue swept over my lips.

“Sebastian, please.”

“Please what?” I whispered as my lips softly touched hers and my finger dipped inside her.

“We can’t.”

“I’m not going to fuck you, Chloe. I’m just going to give you an orgasm so you’ll think about me when you’re out tonight.” My finger moved in and out of her.

“Oh God.” She threw her head back and moaned as I dipped another finger inside.

My tongue trailed down the front of her neck, gliding across her soft skin. Pressing my thumb against her clit, I began to rub it in small circles, sending her body into a state of frenzy.

“That’s right, baby. Come for me,” I whispered as my mouth met hers.

I could feel the rapid beating of her heart against me and the soft subtle noises that escaped her as she orgasmed, satisfied my needs for now. Removing my fingers, I let go of her and placed one hand in my pocket. Before reaching the door, I turned and looked at her.

“Enjoy your evening tonight, Miss Kane.” I winked as I walked out.

****

Chloe

I
needed to sit down in order to catch my breath, not to mention the fact that my wobbly knees were ready to give out on me. Taking a seat behind my desk, I could still feel his touch.

“Are you okay, Chloe?” Gregory asked as he stepped inside my office.

“Oh yeah. I’m—I’m good.” My lips gave way to a smile.

“Here are the invoices from the last shipment.”

“Thank you. If everything is under control here, I’m going to a couple of art galleries and then I’m heading home.”

“Enjoy the rest of your day, Chloe.” He smiled. “We’ll call you if anything comes up.”

Getting up from my seat, I grabbed my phone and purse and headed to a couple of local art galleries to check out their displays of contemporary eroticism. When I finished and made it home, I changed my clothes and hailed a cab to Porter House New York where I was meeting Sienna and Sam for dinner.

“Well, hello there, beautiful.” Sam smiled as he stood up from his seat and gave me a hug. “Long time no see.”

“How are you, Sam?” I gave a small grin.

“I’m great now that I’m here with two of the most beautiful women in New York.” He winked.

I looked down at Sienna, whose ass was firmly planted in the chair, only to catch her narrowing eyes looking up at me. She knew something happened today. Damn her. She always knew.

“How was your day, Chloe?” she slyly asked.

“Busy. Very busy.” My eyes directed themselves to Sam. “How was your flight?” I asked to distract myself from the stand I was going to be put on, having to solemnly swear to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth. That would have to wait, since I was not discussing the events of today in front of her English boy toy.

“The flight was good. Slept most of it. Needed to make sure I got my rest in before tonight.” He winked at Sienna as she gave him a small smile.

“And how long are you in New York?”

“A week. But somehow, I think a week isn’t long enough with this beauty.” He took hold of Sienna’s hand and brought it up to his lips.

“Aw, aren’t you two just so freaking adorable.” I shrugged my shoulders and wrinkled my nose.

Sebastian

“I
don’t know why you’re doing this, Sebastian,” Eli commented as he pulled in front of the Time Warner Center.

“What do you mean? I’m meeting Damien for dinner.”

“Of all the places in New York City, you have to dine at the same restaurant that Miss Kane is dining at?”

“Pure coincidence, my friend.” I smiled as I climbed out and saw Damien waiting for me in front of the building.

We took the stairs up to the third level, and when we reached the restaurant, my eyes did a quick scan for Chloe.

“How many, Mr. Bennett?” the hostess asked as she smiled at me.

“Dinner for two and I want that table right there.” I pointed.

“Actually, that table is reserved for someone else.”

“Well, un-reserve it.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out a fifty-dollar bill, handing it to her.

She willingly took it from my hand and then looked down at her seating chart.

“It’s been un-reserved. Follow me.”

Shaking his head, Damien spoke, “What’s that all about?”

“I like that table.”

As we followed the small framed hostess to our table, I heard my name.

“Sebastian?”

I looked over and saw Chloe sitting down with a woman and a man.

“Chloe? What are you doing here?” I pretended to act surprised.

“Having dinner with my friends. Sebastian, this is my best friend, Sienna, and her friend, Sam.”

“‘Ello, mate.” Sam smiled as he stood up and extended his hand to me.

“Nice to meet you, Sam. Sienna, it’s a pleasure. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“I’m sure you have.” She grinned. “It’s nice to finally meet you. I was beginning to think Chloe made you up.”

“Chloe, this is my friend, Damien.”

“Nice to meet you.” She flashed her beautiful smile.

“Well, we better sit down. Enjoy your dinner. It was nice to meet both of you and it was a pleasure seeing you again, Chloe.” I smirked.

Our table was right next to theirs and I made sure my seat faced Chloe. Every once in a while, I would glance over at her, only to find her observing me. As soon as our eyes met, she would look away. She didn’t lie about going out tonight. She already had dinner plans and it pleased me she told the truth.

Damien leaned across the table and whispered, “Another one of your sex toys? Why haven’t I met her before?”

“No. She’s the one I met in London.”

Damien Walters was a good friend of mine who also happened to be the vice president of my acquisitions department. We met five years ago when the company he worked for went under and I purchased it. I was highly impressed by his credentials, and being a Harvard graduate, he had a keen sense for business.

“Oh. She’s sexy as fuck,” he whispered.

I shot him a look and he leaned back in his chair.

“Normally, that doesn’t bother you. What’s going on?”

“I’m not sure yet,” I replied as I took a sip of my bourbon.

****

Chloe

I
could feel his stare, even if he wasn’t looking at me, and my body fluttered at the thought of what happened in my office earlier this afternoon. I hadn’t stopped thinking about him since he left and to see him here tonight was bliss. Sienna knew something was up because she got up and announced to Sam that we were going to the restroom.

As we stepped inside, she lightly grabbed my arm.

“Okay. What happened to you today? And don’t say nothing because you’ve been glowing like a firefly on a hot summer’s night since you walked in here.”

Setting my purse on the counter, I dug for my lipstick.

“He came into the gallery today and —”

“You had sex with him in the gallery?!” she shrieked.

I looked under the stalls to make sure nobody else overheard her mouth.

“Keep it down. No. Not really.” I smiled.

“What do you mean ‘not really’?”

“He just made me orgasm and then he left.”

The shocked expression that overtook her face made me laugh.

“What do you mean he made you orgasm? You said you didn’t have sex.”

I held up my index finger.

“Oh,” she let out in a long drawl with wide eyes.

“He texted me and asked me to dinner. I declined because I was meeting you and Sam, so he came to the gallery and told me he wanted to give me something so I would think about him tonight.”

“Fuck! That is so hot! I need a man like that.” She pouted.

“You have Sam for the next week.”

She rolled her eyes. “I know. Somehow, I don’t think he’ll be a Sebastian.”

“You’ll survive.” I smiled as I put my lipstick in my purse. “I have to pee. I’ll meet you back at the table.”

After washing my hands, I dried them off, and when I opened the bathroom door, I found Sebastian leaning up against the wall with his hands pushed in his pockets.

“Hi.” I smiled.

“Is anyone else in there?” he asked.

“Umm. No. It was just me.”

Next thing I knew, his mouth was on mine as he pushed me back into the bathroom, his hands planted firmly on each side of my face.

“Are you going straight home after here?” he asked as he broke our kiss.

“Yes.”

“Good. I’ll be over after I finish dinner. We have some unfinished business from this afternoon.”

His eyes stared into mine as he kissed my lips one last time before leaving the bathroom. I stood there frozen as I tried to process what just happened, my heart beating rapidly and an ache down below that was screaming with desire.

When I arrived home, I kicked off my shoes and went to the bedroom to strip out of my clothes and put on my satin robe. When he got here, there would be no time wasted, but somehow, I had a feeling it was going to be a fuck and leave, something I didn’t want. I wanted to fall asleep with his strong arms wrapped tightly around me while my head lay on his muscular chest.

The door buzzer rang and I let him up. I stood in the doorway in my robe, and he smiled as he brushed his lips against mine and kicked the door shut with his foot. He wasted no time untying my robe and sliding it off my shoulders.

“Fuck, Chloe,” he growled as his eyes raked over my naked body.

Taking off his suit coat, he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it to the ground, along with his shoes and pants. Grabbing my arms, he pushed me up against the bare wall that sat opposite of the kitchen. His urgency to fuck me could no longer be contained and his determination to take me against the wall heightened my arousal. His lips caressed my neck as his fingers plunged inside me. I gasped and a low moan escaped deep within his chest.

“Are you on birth control?”

“Yes,” I replied breathlessly.

“What kind?”

“The pill. Why?”

“I don’t want to wear a condom tonight.” His pleading brown eyes locked on mine.

Our mouths met and a sensation of warmth engulfed me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and placed my hand on the back of his neck while he thrust inside me with deep, long strokes as his arms held me up effortlessly. I panted as he moved in and out of me, digging my nails into the back of his neck as the wave of an orgasm came in and swept me away. He moaned as sweat dripped from his forehead.

“Turn around, baby, and face the wall,” he commanded as he unwrapped my legs from his waist.

I did as he asked; his hands latched onto my breasts and his tongue slid up and down my spine before he thrust into me from behind. Letting go of my breasts, he placed his hands against the wall and rapidly moved in and out of me, letting soft whispers of ecstasy escape his lips. One last deep thrust and he slowed down, filling me up with his come. He placed one arm around my waist and gently lowered us to the ground. We lay there, his heart beating fiercely against my back as his lips pressed against my shoulder. My hand wrapped around his arm, never wanting him to let go. I could feel his cock soften and he pulled out of me.

“How was your dinner?” he asked.

I turned my head and looked at him. Smiling, I spoke, “It was good. How was yours?”

“Perfection now that I’ve had my dessert.”