❄ Camille ❄
I couldn't believe I was doing this. I couldn’t believe that we had talked. Really talked. But more importantly, I couldn’t believe I had climbed on top of him. I felt the heat of him through his jeans, his c**k already growing hard against me. Our faces were inches apart, breathing in the same air, and for a brief moment, I leaned in as my lips parted. I could almost taste the wine on his lips, but I pulled back at the last second. Sebastian’s main rule was no kissing, and as much as I wanted to kiss him, I managed to stop myself. Sebastian gripped my hips, and his fingers dug in with a familiar edge that made me breathe in deeply. It was almost possessive. Heat pooled between my legs, and I pressed against him.
“Camille,” he breathed my name, but I silenced him as I presse
