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I say as I lean against the whiteboard. "Easier being said than done, Maximilian." Sebastian shifts in his chair and looks at us. "Her skirts seem to be getting shorter and I have to rip my eyes away from her constantly." I hear Nathaniel mumble something but can't hear what it was. "What?" Sebastian says. "I know her shorts have been getting shorter. I bumped into her this morning." He turns off his phone and places it on the desk next to him. "She was with Kol and Aiden Laneyard. Her thighs and ass looked-" He trails off.

I warn, glaring playfully. “I’m just saying,” she teases, following me to the door, “you’re living in a romance novel.” "Am I now?" I thought to myself as Elise's words bounce off my ears. I step outside, and my breath catches. Sebastian waits just outside the apartment, exuding power and sophistication in a sharp black suit that molds to his frame like it was designed to intimidate. His dark hair is slicked back, emphasizing the sharp angles of his jaw and the piercing blue eyes that lock onto me like a predator sizing up its prey.

What did Kim do, tie Phillip up in the barn? Celine looked up from her phone just in time to see the crowd part, revealing Sebastian walking toward her looking like a vision. He was still wearing his riding costume, which consisted of very tight white pants and a turtleneck, a navy blazer, and tall black boots. Celine couldn’t help gaping at him. Why did he have to be so delicious? “Hey.”, he said. “Hi.”, Celine said and began twirling her hair. She was doing her best not to look at Sebastian’s body, especially his legs. Especially the bulge between his legs. Was this what it was like for men when women wore tight pants?

I left the tables I was setting and went closer to them, he circled his arms around my shoulders, making my heart flutter as a smile escaped my lips. I lifted my gaze to Sebastian but his gaze was blank like he hadn't seen me from anywhere before. “Keira, this is Sebastian Klein, my best friend. We have been friends since we were little” George introduced Sebastian to me. He reached out his hands to shake mine. “A pleasure to meet you” He mumbled as we shook hands. “Keira Miller” I introduced for a second time even though I had introduced myself yesterday. “What a cool name, heard your name from George already” He remarked and turned his gaze to George. Why was he acting like we hadn't met b

Theo gets up and goes to the bedside table drawer and takes out a box of condoms and a bottle of lub. Sebastian, in his ecstasy, looks at him and says nothing. - You'll have to prepare me. I don't think I can get your cock inside me without you stretching me out. You're too thick. Sebastian sees Theo lying down next to him and kneels down, admiring him. Theo looked so grown up and purposeful. He wasn't the shy guy he'd seen before, but a hot and sexy man. - I've never done this before, you have to help me - Sebastian says, feeling fragile.

That was, until the day he saved the little boy from being burnt alive during a raging fire. ~The future ~ Sebastian slipped on his sunglasses to protect his sensitive eyes. The sun was brutal in Arizona, luckily his skin was tan. His bro flow styled black hair was highlighted with silver and currently up in a man bun. He drove his Mercedes down South Kinney road watching the desert pass him by, A roadrunner ran across the asphalt along with a couple of lizards. Getting parched he pulls into a gas station. Sebastian stands to stretch his 6'2" tall sinewy frame and enters the establishment.

So, when I wear this everyone can see my bra? "Choose an outfit and go put it on. Then come back here so that I can see you." Sebastian demanded in a whisper as he stood extremely close behind me. I held my breath and quickly walked into the changing room. This day is so not going as planned! I returned in the black lace top and these denim shorts, but I had no shoes on. "Pose for me." Sebastian chimed as he held up a camera. "Where did you get that?" I asked indicating towards the camera.

Owen offered introductions, squeezing her shoulder encouragingly, “and Seb, the keyboardist.” Seb was a pretty brunette man with stunning hazel eyes fringed with eyelashes she only achieved with magnetic falsies, the sort of almost androgynous good looks that underwear companies seemed to prefer for their models, and Sebastian was high-school footballer handsome, square jawed, clean shaven, with a grin enhanced by good orthodontics.

Maybe Tera doesn't like men who look like this. Sebastian also changed into a plain white tshirt and black cotton knee-length boxer shorts. He stared at himself in front of the mirror, satisfied with his simple appearance. Maybe Tera prefers casual and simple. Ah, do you need to look like the geeky Brandon Dexter to melt Tera's wall of virginity? Unlucky!

I can’t possibly get enough of this man. While admiring him he says “Stand up and strip,” sending a shiver run down my spine. I waste no time standing up and kicking my shoes off. I slowly reach for the bottom of my dress and I bring it up over my head. Throwing it down at my feet somewhere. Now just standing in front of him in just my thong and lace bra hiding my most sensitive parts. “Continue,” Sebastian says, his eyes never leaving mine. Reaching behind me I find the clip of my bra unhooking the strap and letting it fall at my feet. I then shimmer out of my thong slowly and painfully.