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His jaw clenched. “Yes, really.”
“Fine.”
Hesitantly, I turned to the mirror, avoiding eye contact with myself. Sebastien came up behind me, though he didn’t touch me.
His voice was tight and strained as he spoke. “You’re a gorgeous woman, Delilah. You have curves inallthe right places. Curves that a real man would worship in the bedroom.”
Butterflies swarmed my stomach and desire pooled between my thighs.
He placed his hands on my shoulders, startling me, and my eyes shot to his in the reflection.
“Delilah, you can’t be spooked when I touch you in public. What will people think when you react that way to your fiancée?”
“I don’t care what people think.” I struggled to keep my voice steady as I tried to keep my breathing under control.
He tucked a strand of loose hair behind my ear. “Well, I do care. When people see us in public, I want them to see a couple in love, a powerhouse.”
“We canpretendto be in love without you touching me,” I stated.
“So, you think the public wouldn’t get suspicious if we never held hands or kissed in public?”
I swallowed hard. “We can say we’re not fans of public affection.”
“I think we should do a practice kiss.” He trailed his finger down my arm, leaving a trail of electric shocks.
“Are you crazy?” This time I spun around to face him. His statement caught me off guard.
“Delilah, if we want to make this thing between us believable, to stop these men from coming after you, there will be times we’ll have to be intimate in public.”
I was all for pretending, but having to kiss Sebastien and be intimate in public wasn’t a part of the deal.
“There has to be another way.”
He shook his head. “There isn’t.”
I sighed realizing that this was a battle I wasn’t going to win. “Do you really think it’ll make a difference?”
I held my breath.
“I do.”
“Okay,” I whispered.
Sebastien tilted my chin up, his eyes locking with mine, and leaned in. I held my breath as his lips brushed against mine. The kiss was soft and teasing. I leaned into him, grabbing a handful of his shirt in my fingers to steady myself. One of his hands slid to the back of my neck and the other snaked around my waist, pulling me closer. I moaned when I felt it, his hardened cock pressed against my stomach.
It was at that moment I realized I was in big trouble.
Chapter 13 - Sebastien
The kiss started innocently until a moan slipped from Delilah’s mouth. I backed her up against the mirror, deepening the kiss. Our tongues clashed with passion and desire. I wanted more of her, needed more of her.
My hands moved to caress beneath her breasts, and she gasped, pressing herself into me, her breathing ragged. My thumbs slipped below the soft material of the dress and found her stiff nipples waiting for me. I rubbed my thumbs over them, and she moaned, moving slowly against them, her fingernails digging into my biceps.
My cock jerked yearning for her touch. I removed one of her hands from my biceps and placed it over my cock. I kept my hand over hers, her fingers trembling below mine, and bit back a growl that threatened to escape my chest.
“Touch me,” I whispered into her mouth.
Delilah squeezed my cock gently and I moaned into her mouth.