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

in front of a man plenty of times, but never with him , and it was a damn nerve-wracking moment. Every limb had to be shaking, and her heart caught in her throat as she held her breath, waiting for his reaction. Sebastian was like discovering a whole new world, one where she’d always assumed she’d never fit in. Out of all the men she’d dated, his opinion mattered.
    Sebastian’s smile melted as his gaze slid over her, taking her in. Hunger flared in his eyes. “My God. You are so damn beautiful.”
    The awe in his voice filled her with such a sense of feminine power she was sure her chest puffed out. She’d always been the geeky girl. The smart girl. Oh, she worked out to keep in shape, but she spent ninety percent of her time at the office, in business suits. With him looking at her that way, she actually felt beautiful, feminine. Sebastian was the first man who made her feel as if he truly saw her and that was a heady, powerful discovery.
    He met her gaze again and the tension between them snapped. They reached for each other at the same moment. His arms closed around her, pulling her tight against him, and his mouth settled over hers, hard and hungry. He devoured her, his warm hands sliding to her hips. She attempted the buttons on his shirt with trembling fingers, and Sebastian toed off his shoes, walking her backward.
    Her knees hit the bed, and he pressed her back and crawled over her, settling between her thighs. His lean body pressing her into the firm mattress was a luscious sensation she was sure once she’d never get to experience. He covered her mouth with his, kissing her long and languid this time, his tongue stroking hers, and she abandoned the buttons on his shirt and moved lower. When his belt buckle refused to budge, his hand joined hers and between the two of them, they worked to undo his fly. He unlatched his belt, and her trembling fingers undid the button and slid down the zipper.
    Finally freed, his cock settled against her stomach. A heady shiver of anticipation moved through her. She caressed her hands down his back, slipped them into his pants, and cupped his ass. She arched tightly against him. Her clit pulsed. She needed this. His cock, hot and hard inside of her, pushing into her, the luscious rush of orgasm, but mostly…she needed the connection to him . Right or wrong, whatever happened when the night ended, she needed this time with him.
    “Condom.” Sebastian nipped at her bottom lip, his mouth curling against hers. “And don’t tell me you don’t have any. You were always overprepared for everything. If I know you, you’ve got some stashed away somewhere.”
    She leaned to her right, reached into the top drawer, and pulled out a foil packet. He was right. Since Craig four years ago, she didn’t do commitment. She and Sebastian were a lot alike in that respect. It was a lonely way to live, but it kept men in a safe little box. Not that she brought many home these days. The thrill it used to give her had lost its appeal. She always made sure to keep condoms on hand, though, just in case.
    Sebastian pushed upright and kneeled between her thighs. Her gaze was glued to his cock as his deft fingers rolled the condom down his length. She pressed her fingers to her mouth but couldn’t contain her giggle. She’d been right. Sebastian’s cock wasn’t small by any stretch of the imagination. The tip stretched clear to his belly button. He was long and deliciously thick, and her mouth watered just looking at him.
    His gaze jerked up. His eyes narrowed, but one corner of his mouth quirked upward. “Never laugh at a man with his cock in his hand, Tina.”
    His comment and his clear unease had the tension loosening between them. Pink rose in his cheeks, transforming Sebastian from the unobtainable playboy back to the man she’d grown up with. The boy who’d taken great pride in taunting her in primary school. Who’d broken Bobby Stalwart’s nose sophomore year in high school because