Free Winning the Billionaire (Seattle Bachelors Book 2) by JM Stewart

pushed all my damn buttons and all it did was turn me on. When you get in my face and push back, it always turns me on. It’s why I kissed you. I couldn’t stand it. Except that kiss left me hard enough to hammer nails. Never in a million years did I expect you to kiss me back. When I took my shower, I had a nice orgasm while imagining my cock buried deep inside of you.”
    She couldn’t stop her eyes from widening or the soft gasp that left her mouth. In two seconds flat, the image filled her mind. Sebastian naked and wet, his cock in his hand. Did he close his eyes when he came? Did he tremble? Cry out? Or groan softly?
    Her breathing ramped up, coming now in shallow, desperate pants. Christ. Every single fantasy she’d ever had starring him flooded her thoughts, and a lethal dose of shock and desire zinged through her system. Her clit throbbed in delicious need.
    He grinned, as if he could read her mind. “Yeah. Imagine that. While you made me breakfast, I had my cock in my hand. When I came all over the shower wall, your name left my lips.”
    He ground his hips into hers, his cock hard and throbbing against the softness of her stomach. Apparently not done tormenting her, he bent his head and nipped at the curve of her shoulder, his soft, supple lips skimming the side of her neck.
    “Shit, Tina. The feel of your soft body against me while I slept that morning was equal parts blessing and torment. Waking in your arms was a fantasy come to life. Turning you down was the single hardest damn thing I’ve ever done.” He stroked the tips of his fingers down the back of her right arm, his voice lowering to an intimate murmur. “I can’t tell you how much it eats me alive to know I hurt you, but, sweetheart, I’m not what you need. You deserve the white picket fence and forever, and I’m not a forever kind of guy. I won’t use you that way.”
    Oh God. He had to say it. Sebastian was letting his walls down, letting her in, and her heart melted and ached simultaneously. Hearing those words from his mouth was a double-edged sword. It hurt to hear them and yet her heart glommed onto one point: He was essentially telling her he saw her. As a woman. As more than Caden’s sister.
    How long had she craved to hear him tell her that? That he gave a damn? That he’d admitted it meant he really did have a good heart, that she hadn’t misjudged him, and she appreciated his honesty. But he was right. He had a heart he refused to give to anyone, her included. In the end, hers would get broken when he walked away from her. Which meant she had to be strong now.
    Desperate to hold on to what little sanity she had left, she hiked her chin a notch. Sebastian in seduction mode was a powerful force. To be on the receiving end of all that masculine prowess made her dizzy with need. It was all she could do not to wind her arms around his neck and beg him to make love to her, right there against the wall. “Why are you here? Did you really come to my house at one in the morning to tell me that?”
    “I came because I’m weak.” He bent his head, skimming his lips up the side of her neck. “I needed you today. You want to know what I see in you? What makes you different from the women I date? What is it you call them? Groupies? Everything about you is soft and feminine. The way you walk, the way you talk. Even shoving your face in mine and poking me in the chest, you’re still soft around the edges. It drives me crazy, because it’s so fucking…”
    He shook his head, growling in frustration.
    She bit the inside of her cheek, her back stiffening. If he insulted her or told her once again how much she couldn’t have him, she’d clobber him. She really would. “What? Annoying? Irritating?”
    His warm breath whispered over her as he brushed the lightest of kisses across her lips. So tender her breath caught in her throat.
    “Sexy. Beautiful. Phenomenal. Take your pick. You’re an incredible woman, Tina.” He shook his head, his