Chapter 11

Sebastian

What was I thinking?

I could wait? could I really? I wanted her. All of her.

stop

Damn I hate that word. How the hell I stopped when she told me to I had no idea.

I lowered my head and braced my hands against the tiles, letting the cold water beat against my back. An image of her filled my head and I groaned.

The sexy moans she made drove me crazy, and the scar on her side was so beautiful. I couldn't stop thinking about her.

think of something else

I tried to imagine the garage, the smell of engine oil and greasy tools. yeah that should help.

Her lips were soft and when pressed against mine........

Nope, it wasn't working. Frustrated, I turned the shower off, grab a towel and wiped my face.

It wasn't just that I hadn't had sex in a long time, or because I desired her so much it hurt but making love with her was a way for me to express how I really feel about her, that she belongs with me.