Friends With Benefits (co-authored with Maggie Casper)
ISBN #1-4199-0680-1
Publisher: Ellora's Cave
Genre(s): Contemporary/IR

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It was getting harder and harder for Sebastian to hide his irritation. To cover up how badly he wanted to deposit her facedown over his lap and spank some sense into her, he reached a hand out and caressed the soft flesh of her cheek.

The thought of baring the mocha flesh of her ass for the flat of his hand was enough to send every drop of blood flowing through his veins south. Sebastian idly wondered what Bailey would do if she knew of his penchant for spanking, both for erotic pleasure and as a form of punishment.

His love of a woman’s nicely rounded ass could be considered a fetish, one not many understood, and yet one he refused to hide from any woman he planned to spend any amount of time with sexually.

“Why don’t you explain it to me then?” Sebastian tried to get his mind off her delectable ass and back on the conversation at hand.

Bailey placed her hand on his leg just above his knee, making matters worse. “Well,” she said while stroking little circles on his inner thigh with slender fingers. “We would still be friends enjoying each other’s company. As an added perk, we’d also have a bit of mutual fun when we needed it.”

“So, friends who fuck?”

She looked a bit shocked by his choice of words. Sebastian had always treated her like a lady, including for the most part, watching his language.

Sebastian noticed Bailey didn’t let his foul language sway her for long before she nodded, a beautiful wide smile on her face. Damn, she was gorgeous! Gorgeous and about to learn she wouldn’t always get what she wanted, at least where he was concerned.

With the ease born of a man used to being in charge, he moved into Bailey’s personal space. Sebastian’s goal was to leave her breathless, to invade her every sense and leave her body craving his touch and his taste. The key was not to allow himself to get pulled into a trap of his own making.

He turned the hand still stroking her face until her cheek was cupped in his palm. “Come here.” Although quietly done, his words were an order, an order that caused Bailey to raise a perfectly arched brow.

The subtle censure aimed toward him reeked of a challenge, one Sebastian would gladly accept. “This was your idea, brat.” He lifted his lips in a wicked grin to ease the sting of his words.

Bailey huffed an aggravated breath before moving closer. Sebastian said nothing in return, nor did he change his features to show his triumph. To do so would put an end to not only any possibility of eventually having her bound to his bed with his mark across the full globes of her ass, but it would also more than likely end their friendship as well.

She continued to move until they were pressed together, thigh to thigh, before she turned to him. Her breath smelled of wine, making Sebastian long to taste her. With calmness he didn’t feel, he pulled her in for a lingering kiss.

Her taste burst in his mouth, tempting and sweet. Bailey tried to take over, using her tongue to urge him on, but Sebastian was ready for her actions and easily thwarted her efforts.

Not one to give up control, Bailey broke the kiss then got to her feet. She stood before him like the goddess she was. The way her full lips glistened with the blended moisture of their kiss, as well as the subtle taste of her on his tongue, left Sebastian wanting more. Much more.

The slender fingers of her hand wrapped around his then tugged, pulling him to his feet. He stopped her before she towed him down the hallway to her bedroom because once there, he wouldn’t be able to stop. It would be a “to hell with it” type of moment where Sebastian would end up tying her to the bed belly down and spanking her while he sank his cock deep within the warm folds of her pussy.

Bailey protested slightly as he pinned her to the wall. When he wedged one of his legs high between her thighs, she stopped. Sebastian took her mouth beneath his, stroking and tasting her with his tongue. She was warm and wet and tasted so damned good Sebastian thought he might come in his pants without her ever even touching him.

And as if the feel of her mouth wasn’t enough, the heat of her core pressed against his trouser-clad leg was almost his undoing. Just thinking about how hot she was urged him to deepen the kiss, to insist on more, to take what Bailey might not even imagine offering.

She wiggled against him, riding his leg while searching for a climax Sebastian had no intention of allowing. To slow her frenzied movements, he anchored her head with a hand in her hair. He expected a protest, remembering the warning Catarena had given him so long ago about how Bailey didn’t like to have her hair touched, but received nothing but a whimper of need.

It was a sound so unlike anything he expected to hear from the fiercely independent woman in his arms. For a minute Sebastian could do no more than stare into her eyes, trying to extract what she was feeling.

The feel of her hand on his cloth-covered cock quickly brought him out of the lust-induced stupor stealing him of his wits. It was time to up the ante, to show Bailey why he couldn’t be her once-in-a-while lover.

Using tongue and teeth, he nipped at her mouth, capturing the fullness of her lower lip between his teeth. He pulled away as much as their positions allowed, causing Bailey to follow. At her gasp, he laved the tiny hurt away.

She wriggled and moaned against him. When she was so restless he feared she’d end up a puddle at his feet, Sebastian used his free hand to lift her skirt, loving the feel of her silky skin against his fingertips. He’d started at the knee, tracing his way up her inner thigh, taking her skirt with him until his fingers rested against the fabric of her barely there panties.

Without thought to his actions, he twisted the thin bikini hip string around his finger and yanked. The sound of rending fabric sounded loud in the otherwise silent room. Bailey gasped and tried to pull away but he had no intention of letting her go.

Her struggles were short-lived, abruptly ending when Sebastian traced her moist folds with his finger. After gathering her cream, he circled her clit. His ever-lessening circles continued to get smaller and smaller until he was right on the edge of her overly sensitive bundle of nerves yet never quite coming in contact.

“Oh! Touch me, ’Bastian, touch me.”

Sebastian continued his sensual torture, loving the breathless sound of her words against his mouth.

“I am touching you, sweetness.” He wanted to do so much more than touch her. The thought of leaving without tasting her cream or fingering her tight ass nearly brought him to his knees. But he had to remain tough. This wasn’t about his pleasure, it was about her punishment.

Sebastian changed the course of his finger, moving until he was knuckle-deep in her wet sheath while kissing his way down the graceful column of her neck where he could feel the thundering of her pulse.

She was magnificent and she was going to be so pissed.

When she was on the verge of orgasming, Sebastian pulled back. He schooled his features into a mask of indifference and waited for the storm to hit.

“Wh—” Her confused eyes stared at him as her throat worked to swallow. “Why the hell did you stop?” There was the fire he knew would come.

“Because you needed a taste of what kind of man I am.” Sebastian backed away, his eyes fixed on the torn panties still looped around her ankle. Her gaze followed his, her eyes widened a bit in shock, as if she’d forgotten his impatience. “I’m not the kind of man you want for a screw every now and then, Bailey. I don’t work that way.”

Her eyes flashed and for a second Sebastian thought she might just launch herself at him, claws and all.

“I think it would be best if we stick with friendship and you stick with what you know, pretty boys who play nice.”

Then, knowing their relationship would forever be changed, Sebastian leaned in for one last kiss, one last taste of her luscious lips before he turned and walked away.