Part 7 (1/2)
She finally replaced the phone on the hook. ”I can't either.”
”I guess this means you're going ahead with the plan.”
”I reckon it does.” There was no turning back now.
Sebastian pulled into the drugstore on the way to Chast.i.ty's. His hands shook. s.h.i.+t! He hadn't been this nervous about s.e.x since his first time with Mindy Peterson, a cute redhead he'd pursued his entire soph.o.m.ore year in high school. Unfortunately, the actual event didn't live up the hype, and it wasn't until his senior year that he had s.e.x again. Something told him though, that he wouldn't be disappointed with Chast.i.ty.
What had happened during lunch still had his body reeling. The scent, taste and feel of her sent his hormones in a tailspin. She'd left his c.o.c.k so d.a.m.n hard he could barely walk afterwards. Her lush body pressed enticingly against his was enough to make his b.a.l.l.s throb with need.
He perused the condom section, wondering what kind he should purchase. Would she prefer the kind that heated up or ribbed for her pleasure? Or would his usual brand do? Jesus H. Christ. Get a hold of yourself. You've made love to dozens of beautiful women. This was Chast.i.ty Bryant for Pete's sake.
The woman had him twisted in knots.
”d.a.m.n,” he muttered to himself, finally deciding to get the usual brand.
”Very nice,” a husky feminine voice said next to him.
He turned his head to see an attractive brunette with big green eyes smiling at him. Wearing a tube top and a micro-mini that barely covered her crotch, she was just a little too obvious for his taste. Sebastian gave the lady a brief smile, He made a move to walk by her, but she ran a finger down the side of his arm.
”Can I help you?” he asked, stealing a quick glance at his watch. He really needed to get back on the road if he wanted to get to Chast.i.ty's on time. He wanted to give her as little opportunity as possible to change her mind.
”You're not going to use all those tonight, are you?”
He lifted a brow. Was this broad kidding? Something definitely wasn't on the up and up. ”If things go as planned, I will.” Sebastian tried to pa.s.s her again, but she blocked his way.
”That's too bad, because I can show you things that your date tonight couldn't imagine.”
This woman was obviously a prost.i.tute. Why him? Disgust washed through him. ”No thank you. I'm fine.”
”You don't know what you're missing, baby.”
”I said I was fine, thank you,” he said more firmly.
”I can take you to heaven, baby,” she persisted, boldly reaching out to trail her finger down the front of his pants.
Sebastian backed up. ”Hookers are not my thing. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to get by, please.”
”A girl's gotta earn a living, but no one turns down Lola. Are you gay or something?”
He could have very well said something mean, but decided that if pretending he was gay would get this pariah off his back, then he'd do it. ”Uh, yeah, that's it. I'm gay.”
To his astonishment, instead of walking away, she grinned, revealing a slight overbite. ”Why didn't you say so, baby. I got what you need.” Lifting her skirt, the brunette showed off a large bulge in her panties.
Sebastian wanted to hurl. Great. Out of all the drugstores he could have stopped at along the way, he had to choose the one with a transvest.i.te trolling the aisles, looking for action. He pushed past the she-male, dropping the box of condoms. To h.e.l.l with them, he'd go somewhere else.
Sebastian only hoped that with all he'd been through on this weird day, that Chast.i.ty would make it all better.
Chapter Eight.
Chast.i.ty paced her living room floor, creating a trail in her plush cream carpet. Monty's head followed her movements across the room as if he were watching a tennis match. She still couldn't believe she'd issued an invitation for Sebastian to come over. Did she have the guts to go through with this?
Wrapping her arms around her body to still the s.h.i.+vers, she wondered if wearing this ridiculously see-through nightgown was a good idea. Nick and Kevin had talked her into buying a couple of s.e.xy night things. The lilac gossamer nightgown she currently sported had looked s.e.xy in the store, but on her body, it seemed indecent. She felt downright naked.
Dallas had bullied her into wearing it for Sebastian's arrival. Chast.i.ty looked over at the standing full-length mirror on her living room floor, allowing her arms to fall to her sides. She twisted and turned, examining her body. Hanging by two spaghetti straps, the gown nearly touched the floor and hugged her voluptuous curves. The slits on the sides allowed her to move freely.
Her hair rested in a dark cloud around her shoulders and her make-up was freshly repaired. She had to admit that she did feel pretty, but what would Sebastian think? Self-consciously, she touched her rounded belly knowing she'd never be model slim, but right now it didn't seem to matter.
The insistent buzz of the doorbell announced Sebastian's arrival.
”Come on, girl, you can do this,” she whispered. Taking a quick look through her peephole before answering, she opened the door with a smile on her face. ”Sebastian, you're right on time.” Her heart banged against her breast nearly making it impossible to breathe, when he entered her house.
She was so used to seeing him in suits and ties, that his casual appearance almost made her swoon. He wore a black crew-neck s.h.i.+rt that looked great against his olive skin and showed off his sinewy arms to perfection. Tufts of black hair peeked out of his s.h.i.+rt, enhancing his masculinity.
His blue jeans were so indecently tight that she could see the outline of his c.o.c.k. Sparks of merriment danced in his green eyes. ”Have you had your fill, or would you like for me to turn around so you can check out my a.s.s too?”
Chast.i.ty's face grew hot. How long had she been staring at the bulge in his pants? She gulped, remembering how thick his c.o.c.k had felt when she'd wrapped her fingers around it. Embarra.s.sed at being caught out, she tried to channel the confidence she'd felt earlier. ”You don't have to turn around. I've seen that a.s.s walk by my desk on several occasions.”
”And did you like what you saw?”
”Oh, yeah”
Sebastian grinned. ”Good. Because I like what I'm seeing now. You look very s.e.xy.”
”Thanks. You don't look too shabby yourself. Those jeans should be outlawed.”
He chuckled, handing her a bottle of wine. ”This is for you.”
She took it with nerveless fingers. ”I appreciate this, but you didn't have to bring me anything.”
”I know I didn't have to, but I was raised to bring a gift to the hostess whenever I'm invited to someone's house for the first time.”
”That's awful sweet of you, Sebastian, but we both know what you came here for,” she said with bravado.
”Maybe so, but that wouldn't excuse a lack of manners. Now, just say thank you.”
”Thank you.”
”Actually, my motive wasn't completely altruistic. I'm hoping you'll share a gla.s.s with me.”
By now his gaze was slowly devouring her body, sliding up and down her curves. She grew warm under his perusal. Biting her lower lip, Chast.i.ty pressed her thighs tightly together to temper the surging heat within.