57. Seduction?

POPPY:

What am I doing?

Yes. What was I doing?

My heart continued hammering against my chest as we continued watching each other's eyes. The only thing that was heard was the fast beating of our hearts. Or was it only mine?

"Are you that desperate to get laid?" Sebastian asked. There was no hint of judgment. Only pure confusion in his voice which I did not usually hear from him.

Yes, I am! I wanted to have a taste of you, Sebastian. You're like a forbidden fruit.

I lifted my chin, tampering down my embarrassment. I already started this and backing down was out of the option.

I wanted him. Longed for him. My attraction towards him was undeniable.

"What if I am?" I asked. "I had my fair experience of sex, Sebastian. I'm not a teenager anymore."

I tried to tell myself that I was not doing anything wrong. Because that was true. We were married couples and that was my defense. It had been a few days since we had not consummated our marriage.

What was the harm of getting laid? What w