Chapter 9: Chapter 9

“You come prepared,” I couldn’t help saying.

“Well.” He shrugged. “Does it bother you?”

Sebastian owed me nothing. And anyway, I was benefitting from it, wasn’t I?

“No. The only thing I want to know, am I fucking you or are you fucking me?” My lips curved in an anticipatory smile. “What is your preference?”

“My wish is your command?”

“I’d love to command you.”

Sebastian blinked rapidly and I noticed his pupils grow wider, taking up more of the startling blue. Oh, somebody was interested in that, apparently.

His tongue traced along his plump bottom lip. “Clothes?”

Like I needed to be told twice. And he was already ahead of me since he wasn’t wearing a shirt. I quickly made us even, then reached for the fastenings of my jeans.

Soon, Sebastian stood in nothing but his birthday suit and I stopped to stare at his round buttocks when he bent over the bed to pull the sheets down to the end of the mattress. “Were you commando?”