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Sebastian smirked. “Is that true? Am I embarrassing you? I thought all pretty women enjoyed receiving compliments.”

Dark eyes lifted, shooting daggers in his direction. “The compliments I don’t mind but…” Her voice trailed off before she tightened her lush lips.

Sebastian placed his hands on the table, leaning forward. The smell of her perfume wafted to his nostrils, tickling his senses with its flowery fragrance. “But, what, Chastity?”

“I just rather you didn’t.”

The blaring shrill of a cell phone ring cut through the air. It was for Jeremy. “Jeremy Owens, speaking.” He listened for a moment, then covered the mouthpiece and lowered it. “Excuse me. I’m going to have to take this.” Sliding out of the booth, he gave them an apologetic look.

Chastity looked like she wanted to toss something at Sebastian when they were alone. A chuckle erupted from his throat. “Alone at last, my pretty,” he purred.

“Why?” came her clipped demand.

“Why what?”

“Why did you invite yourself to lunch with us? How did you know Jeremy and I didn’t have something to discuss…privately?”

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He didn’t like the way she’d emphasized that last word. Was she now switching her attention to his partner? Over his dead body would he allow that to happen. “Why are you willing to have lunch with Jeremy and not with me?”

“Because I like Jeremy.”

She couldn’t have made a more hurtful statement. Trying hard not to wince, Sebastian looked her straight in the eye, the smirk returning to his face. “Well, let’s get to know each other better, and I’m sure you’ll find something to like.”

“I’ve learned all I want to know about you in the past two years and I’m not impressed.” Chastity picked up her glass of diet soda, sliding the straw between crimson colored lips. His cock jumped to attention while he watched the slim white tube disappear a centimeter at a time into her mouth, before she took a sip. Her eyes locked with his as the steady stream of fluid flowed down her throat. Never in his life had he been jealous of an inanimate object. He wanted to be that straw in the worse way.

She was doing it on purpose. He was sure of it. When she lifted her head she ran her tantalizingly pink tongue over full lips. Pushing the drink away from her, Chastity sighed. “You know what?”

“What?” he croaked. His throat had gone dry.

“You’re an arrogant son of a bitch. The Earth doesn’t revolve around you.”

“Now wait just a—”

“No. You wait a minute. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re trying to pull.”

“Just what game do you think I’m playing?”

With a slight twitch of her lips and a rise of her brow, she looked him up and down. “You want me.”

Sebastian’s jaw dropped. He’d originally thought Chastity had been abducted by pod people, and now he was sure of it. Pod person or not, she was absolutely right. He wanted her like crazy. “But I suppose you’re going to tell me that you don’t want me.”

“On the contrary, I want you too.”

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He didn’t know whether to be relieved or skeptical at that statement.

“You could have fooled the hell out of me. So, why the ice princess act?

You’ve been giving me attitude for the past two months.”

She shrugged one pink-clad shoulder. “That’s not important.”

“I think it is. And what about Jeremy? The two of you seemed pretty chummy earlier.”

“You sound jealous.” Her dimples appeared when she bared small white teeth. Chastity’s smile lit up her entire face. Sebastian found it enchanting even though she was driving him nuts. Why had he never noticed these little subtleties before now? “Maybe I am.”

“There’s no need to be. Jeremy is a nice guy, but I have a thing for tall Italian men with eyes the color of freshly grown grass.”

He smiled at her detailed description. “It sounds like you’ve spent a lot of time thinking about my eyes.”

“So?” She grinned unrepentantly, before taking another sip of her soft drink. Whatever had brought on this about-face, Sebastian had no plans to delve into the reasons why. He couldn’t afford to, because his cock told him to take advantage of the moment.

“You have beautiful eyes too. Why you used to wear those horrible glasses is beyond me.”

The very same eyes he’d just complimented narrowed slightly, and he knew he’d said the wrong thing, but the smile returned to her face. “Yes, they were horrible weren’t they?” she agreed.

“Chastity, I’m not going to beat around the bush—”

“Then don’t.”

“Fair enough. I want to take you out.”

Her face remained impassive. “Sounds boring.”

“I beg your pardon?” Why the hell was he working so hard for this woman who displayed Sybil-like tendencies?

“There’s no pardon to beg. Look, I’m going to make this easy for you.

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as corny, but when it all comes right down to it, you’re hoping to get me into the sack.”

“Well I—”

She held up her hand. “No explanation needed. Like I said, I’m going to make this easy for you. You want to fuck me, and I’m going to let you.

I don’t need dinner or flowers. Just you.”

Was this a wet dream? Was Chastity really sitting here in front of him saying that all she wanted was to fuck? He was on the verge of answering when Jeremy chose that moment to reappear.

“Sorry about that, guys. I had a call from the office.”

Son of a bitch!

Just when things were getting interesting between him and Chastity, his friend had to show up and ruin everything. Chastity winked at Sebastian before turning her attention back to Jeremy. Throughout the remainder of lunch, Sebastian barely touched his food. Watching her eat with slow deliberate bites was a sensuous experience. And when she ate one of Jeremy’s fries, slipping the golden potato wedge into her mouth, he broke out in a sweat.

Sebastian knew she was doing it on purpose, with the sly glances under her long lashes and the way she leaned forward just a little too much, revealing the tops of her big chocolate breasts. The waitress came back.

“Would you guys like dessert?” She smiled down at him. She was a cute redhead with an athletic physique, but he only spared her a moment’s glance.

Chastity turned to the waitress, a mischievous grin tilting her lips.

“Do you serve cherry pie?”

“No, ma’am, but we do have a very good apple pie.”

Chastity pouted. “Oh, that’s too bad. Well never mind.” She then turned to Sebastian. “There’s plenty of time for cherry pie later.”

The double entendre wasn’t lost on him. His control had finally reached its limits. He had to get up or else explode right then and there in his pants. “Excuse me.” He didn’t care how it must have looked to them, but he couldn’t stand it.

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Chastity was going to give him a damn stroke.

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Sebastian rushed to the men’s room, grateful to see it was a one-stall unit. The last thing he needed was some curious bystander bursting in while he was handling his business. Hastily, he locked the door behind him. He unbuckled his pants before shoving an eager hand inside his boxers.

Sebastian couldn’t remember a time when his dick had been so hard.

As his fingers circled the rigid shaft, he sighed with relief. Never in a million years would he have thought he’d actually be driven to jerking off in a restaurant bathroom. Could there be anything more depraved?

When he finally got his hands on Chastity, he’d make her pay for the torment she was putting him through. Damn her. His fist tightened around his hardness. With a pulsing heart beating a tattoo against his chest and breath shallow, Sebastian felt like he’d die if relief didn’t come soon.

Closing his eyes, he imagined pushing Chastity’s thick, smooth thighs apart and sliding into her juicy pussy until all she could do was scream his name. He’d capture that scream in his mouth and taste the sweetness within. He bet she tasted like heaven. And to think, a couple months ago, she was the last person he ever thought could do this to him.

Impatient knuckles rapped against the bathroom door. Shit. “Give me a minute,” he said hoarsely.

The knock repeated. “Give me a minute,” he barked again.

“I think I can be of some assistance,” the purring sound of a feminine voice came from the other side of the door. Chastity? Should he open the door with his cock hanging out like it was? Did he really want her to see him in this condition? Hell, this day was already weird. Why not? After all, she was the reason for his discomfort.

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Sebastian stuffed his cock back inside his pants, before unlocking and wrenching the door open, only to have her push him backward. She closed the door behind her and relocked it. “Chastity, what are you doing?”

There was a half-smile on her lips and a dangerous gleam within the depths of her dark eyes. “Shut up, Sebastian,” she whispered, reaching up to cup the back of his head and bringing it down to her own.

Petal soft lips moved ardently over his. Where the hell did she learn to kiss like that? Judging from the way she used to look, he wouldn’t have thought she had that much experience in the sex department, but he’d been wrong before. He wasn’t able to dwell on these thoughts for long because her tongue pushed its way past his lips. Goddamn she was sweet, just as he’d imagined.

Sebastian immediately wrapped his arms around the pliant body pressing against him. He reveled in the softness of her warmth. She tasted of the soft drink she’d tormented him with earlier and a unique flavor all her own. His tongue darted out to meet hers, dancing with it to the syncopated rhythm of their hearts. A burst of hot flame raced through his body, making it nearly impossible for him to stand.

Sebastian pressed his cock against the juncture of her thighs. What he really wanted was to be inside of her, but for now, he’d have to settle for what he could get. Chastity sighed softly into his mouth, letting him know just how into this she was. The way she moved her lips over his made him think she had a lot more experience than he’d originally thought. For some reason the image of her kissing other men bothered him.

A possessiveness he’d never experienced before raced through him, making Sebastian tighten his grip around her waist. He must have squeezed too tight because she tore her mouth away and gasped for breath.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered, raining kisses over her face and neck.

“It’s okay,” Chastity groaned.

His hands slid down her back and he placed them on her plump bottom, squeezing it, trying to get as close to her as possible. “God, Chastity. You turn me on.”

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One eager hand reached down to grab the hem of her skirt and raised it over her thighs. She moaned, throwing her head back, exposing the smooth column of her neck. Sebastian wanted to devour her, his lips grazing the pulse of her throat. She squirmed when his fingers dipped inside her panties. He’d never been more grateful to a woman for not wearing panty hose. When his fingers found her damp, swollen button, it was like discovering heaven.

He could smell her pussy and he very badly wanted to taste it.

Sebastian speared her cunt with his middle finger, sliding it in and out of her. “Yes, Sebastian. Just like that!” Chastity cried out, gripping his shoulders in a vise. Her eyes flickered open. They were clouded with desire—for him. It made Sebastian even hornier to know that he had this affect on her. She was so beautiful; he couldn’t help brushing his lips against her slightly parted ones every now and then. Chastity smelled good. Really good. “The perfume you’re wearing is driving me crazy. What is it?” he asked, rubbing his nose against her neck.

“Versace’s Versus.”

“Mmm, I like it.”

“So do I,” she laughed, her hand sliding down the center of his body, before pushing inside his boxers. When her fingers wrapped around his cock, he thought he’d explode. He wanted to fuck her.

While she massaged his shaft in her fist, Sebastian slid another finger into her sopping wet box. He moaned. She groaned, their hands mutually satisfying each other. “I want you. I want you so bad, Chastity, that I swear I’m going to burst.” His voice was no more than a hoarse whisper.

Her fist tightened around his cock, sending tremors of delight through his body. He shook with ecstasy. A ravenous hunger for her ripped through him. Droplets of pre-come leaked from his dick and he knew an explosion would soon follow.

With an abruptness that took him by surprise, she removed her hand from his boxers. Then she grabbed his hand and yanked it from inside her panties. “Huh?” was all he could think to say. His cock ached and she was standing there in front of him adjusting her clothes. Sebastian reached out to grab her, still burning with lust.

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Chastity sidestepped him, avoiding his touch.

“What the hell are you playing at, Chastity? Come here.” He reached for her again, but she backed away.

“Uh-uh. Lunch time is way past over. Remember the big deal you made about my tardiness a couple months ago? We have to get back to the office.”

Was she serious? “You’re kidding, right? Look at me, I’m horny as hell,” he groaned, gesturing to his still erect dick.

She shrugged one delicate shoulder. “Well, you seemed to be handling things just fine on your own before I showed up.”

It suddenly dawned on him that she had no intention of following through. “Cock tease,” he hissed.

Chastity laughed and he wanted to strangle her. “You’re adorable when you don’t get your way, do you know that?”

“Bitch,” he said, for lack of a better word.

“But you want this bitch, don’t you?” She stepped closer and planted a long, lingering kiss on his lips. “It’s okay, Sebastian. I still want you too. This was just a taste of what’s in store. If you’re a good boy, the next time I’ll give you more than just a taste.” With a final pat on his cheek, she sashayed out the bathroom as if she didn’t have a care in the world.