The sex

He was a bastard and he deserved to be flogged to hell and back. But Sebastian wasn't sure he cared much what his punishment at the moment should be. Hell, he didn't care about shit at the moment. All that occupied his mind was the water slipping through the thin valley of Ava's breasts pressed together and how badly he wanted to kiss them.

But he couldn't. They had the contract, they had their plans between them like a giant elephant and while he wanted to dash it, risk it all and see, he feared that his desire for her would only end up as a fleeting thing.

Or worse.

It could turn into a full blown obsession. But that was bull, he thought with a chuckle. He just wanted her. That was where his feelings for her began and ended. There was no use concocting ideas in his head. Ideas that were doomed to perish.

He slid his hands down her body and sighed when she purred like a fucking kitty in his arms. Burying his face in her neck, he took a long drag of her feminine scent then held fi