"You too," said Ruth eventually. "Would you like to sit down? We could get another round."
"As much as I hate to turn down the company of three beautiful women, we should go. The party has already started. You two don't mind if I take her away do you? I'd be in your debt."
They both shook their heads slowly.
"Wonderful. I'm just going to get a glass of water and then we'll go, okay?"
"Sure," I replied.
I could only grin as their eyes followed him across the room.
"Jesus, Soph," said Lou, when he was out of earshot, "I take back what I said before. I think you'd be hard pressed not to go a little gooey with him on the other end of the line."
Ruth exhaled slowly. "Yeah, I've gotta hand it to you hon', that is one fine specimen of a man. I don't suppose he has any eligible friends?"
I laughed. "I'll let you know after I meet some of them tonight."
She turned to Lou. "Think you could find your way back to that bar? Maybe there's another function we can slip our way into. Something with firemen, hopefully."
"Give me another few drinks and I might just be on board," Lou replied. She grinned at Ruth's surprised expression. "What? I'm engaged, not dead. I can look!"
At that moment Sebastian returned. "Ready?"
I nodded. "Yep."
"You have a good night, girls," he said.
"You too," replied Lou.
Joe was waiting by the curb outside. "Hi Joe."
"Good evening, Sophia."
"What did you get up to while Sebastian was gone? Did you go out and paint the town red?"
"Oh, nothing as exciting as that I'm afraid. It was a lot of staring at the phone and waiting for him to call, looking back wistfully on old pictures of me driving him around, that sort of thing."
Sebastian grinned. "That's what I like about you, Joe, that unwavering respect."
"I try, sir."
Joe opened the door and Sebastian ushered me through, easing in behind me. In a few moments the engine growled and we pulled out into the Sydney traffic. It was peak hour and the streets were thronging with cars. I never tire of that busyness. The first chance I got I moved from the suburbs to the city and never looked back. There's a living vibration to it, a sense of constant fluctuation that's a thrill to be a part of.
The back seats of the limo were spacious, with room for five or six to sit comfortably, but nonetheless Sebastian had guided me to one corner and then slid in next to me until our thighs were touching. I couldn't have moved even if I'd wanted to. Not that I did. I'd fantasised all week about being close to him, and now that I was, my body was kicking into overdrive. His raw presence radiated over me. There was an amazing sense of banked power to him. Even in the simple act of sitting in a car, he somehow looked primed, like a lion at rest between meals.
He looked over at me, something carnal flaring in his eyes. "Sophia," he said, and then taking my head in one hand and my shoulder in the other, he pulled me in, capturing my lips in his. Instantly, the heat simmering in my stomach began to boil over. This was what I'd been waiting for.
His kiss was hungry and fierce, an act of raw desire. He ran his hands through my hair, desperately pulling me closer, as though trying to fold the two of us into one. I loved that I stoked such passion in him. In that one simple gesture I could feel the weight of the week we'd been apart. He hadn't been lying. He'd been longing for me as much as I had him.
Our tongues darted together, exploring each other's mouths. I don't know why, but he tasted sweet, like strawberries and wood smoke. I quivered and sucked in a sharp breath as his fingers began to work their way up the soft flesh of my thighs, gradually peeling back my skirt. Meanwhile his other hand had slid down my neck and looped inside the shoulder strap of my dress.
"My god, you don't know how much I've been thinking about you," he said, breaking the kiss. "I don't think I can wait until after the party. I need to have you right now."
I cleared my throat. "Here?" I asked, nodding quickly out the window. The glass was shaded, but I was still incredibly aware of the shifting crowd and other cars visible all around us. Not to mention Joe. We were separated by the privacy window, but nonetheless he'd have to be a fool not to realise what was going on.
"Here," said Sebastian, his voice leaving no room for argument. And before I had time to protest, he wrapped both hands around my hips and spun me around on top of him.
As my legs slid into place around his, my sex came to rest on the bulge in his pants, and whatever resistance I'd felt instantly melted away. He was firm as stone, and he pressed against me with an urgency that was impossible to ignore. I could feel the heat of him radiating through our clothes, making me acutely aware of how little material separated him from being inside me. At that moment I no longer cared about Joe, or the masses of weary commuters just a few arm's lengths away. I wanted him to take me. I needed it.
And he responded. He gripped me roughly, grinding his cock against me while pulling me in for another kiss. The pressure was so intense, the stimulation so overwhelming, that I felt like I might come then and there. I let out a low moan, misting the window next to me with the warmth of my breath.
"You know, it was very generous of you to change the rules for me the other day," I said, "but I've got a secret to tell you." I ran my hands over him, playfully caressing his chest before pulling him in to whisper in his ear. "I never finished the job."
"You didn't?"
I shook my head. "I came close. My vibrator was out and ready to go. But at the last second I realised it just wouldn't be the same. I wanted to save it. I wanted it to be you."
He closed his eyes, a low rumble emanating from his throat. "That is so insanely hot. How is it you can be such a perfect sub with so little training?"
"I'm just that talented, I guess," I said with a grin.
He laughed. "Well then, I'd better not make you wait any longer."
Slipping the dress from my shoulders he pulled it down, allowing my breasts to fall out into the open. "My god you're beautiful."
And then he dove on me. Suddenly, his mouth seemed to be everywhere. I let out a gasp as his tongue began playing out an exquisite velvet pattern across my chest. He kissed and licked his way in slow circles, greedily sucking on my nipples and teasing with the barest brush of teeth. His stubble felt coarse against my skin, contrasting deliciously with the softness of his lips.
As he ravished me, his hands began to traverse further, weaving behind me to ruck up my skirt. He didn't waste any time. A moan of anticipation fell from my lips as he yanked aside my panties.