Elizabeth
I can feel the weight of the decision I have just made.
I look into Sebastine's desire, written all over.
The warmth of his body is drawing me in. I can feel Sebastian's hand on my back, unzipping my dress. This time I am a willing participant, and I want him.
Sebastine's hands explore me, touching me like I am something precious, something breakable. I let out a soft moan, grabbing his hair and pushing his head to my neck.
His lips devour my skin, and without warning, I feel his hands on my thighs. Sebastian sets me down on the carpeted grass gently. I reach for him, planting my lips on his, ready for any consequences that follow.
“Are you sure you want this?” Sebastian asks breathily...
“I want you, Sebastine.”
He smiles, quickly taking off his coat.
I reach for him an
