#27 Too good to be true (18+)

Sebastian walked towards the sitting area, his grey eyes burning holes into my skin. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow, trying to comprehend his intentions.
"How lovely you could join us, Sebastian," Clara chirped upon seeing her older son.
"I couldn't let Evelyn deal with you all by herself, mother," Sebastian sighed, taking a seat next to me. He put his arm around my shoulders, and I couldn't help but glare at him.
"I'm sure I didn't bother Evelyn, and I couldn't wait to meet her," Clara said as she looked at me for confirmation.
"Of course, it's great to meet another member of Sebastian's family," I replied, trying to force a smile on my lips.
Sophie sent me a worried look while Nickolas kept glaring at his brother.
"Since we're all here, how about we have lunch together?" Sebastian proposed.
I snapped my neck to look at him, a frown forming between my eyebrows.
Being all sweet and caring was definitely not at his character, and now I knew it. So, did he plan again?
"That's a wonderful idea, darling," Clara exclaimed.
As on a cue, Martha came into the living room, and Clara gave her a few orders. In less than ten minutes, we headed to the dining room. I was surprised by the amount of food that was served on the table. I knew Martha was supposed to cook for me, but this was enough food for ten people…
Sebastian sat on my left, and Sophie at my right.
"Sebastian, I already told Evelyn that you should come to visit us this weekend. Your father wants to meet Evelyn, too," Mrs. Leclair broke the awkward silence.
"Mother, don't you think we're rushing things a bit?" Sebastian countered back, glaring at her.
"You've got a serious relationship for all these months and not even once mentioned it, Sebastian."
Okay, this was definitely out of hand now…
"How do you know for how long I've been dating Evelyn?" Sebastian asked, cocking an eyebrow at his mother.
"Mrs. Leclair, Sebastian, and I are not together anymore. My pregnancy was unplanned, but I decided to keep the baby, and Sebastian offered to help me. We're still trying to find a way to make this work," I interjected before the woman had a chance to reply.
Sebastian looked at me with a frown but didn't say anything.
"What about the pictures I saw with the two of you dancing during a Gala? And I know about your trip to Greece," his mom replied, looking at us with a knowing smile.
"Are you spying on me?" Sebastian exclaimed angrily.
"You're my son. I care about your wellbeing. But I suggest you watch your tone. We have guests, and it's not good to upset Evelyn," Clara reprimanded him.
She should have been here yesterday, my mind mussed as I observed their exchange with interest.
"Just stay the hell out of my personal life," Sebastian warned her.
"You must learn what's good for you, Sebastian. It's been more than two years; you need to turn a new page and start over."
"For the last time, we're not together, mom. We're having a baby, but nothing is going on between us anymore," Sebastian hissed.
"Nickolas said…"
"And I was wondering how on earth did you find out that fast…" Sebastian interrupted her, glaring at his brother.
"Don't put words in my mouth, mom! I just said that they're having a baby," Nickolas intervened.
"Oh, well, it doesn't really matter. Evelyn is pregnant, and that should be enough for us all," Clara said calmly, giving me a sweet smile.
I tried to return the smile, but I'm sure it looked more like a grimace. This whole situation was weird. Clara seemed persuaded that Sebastian and I were a thing, and then she changed her mind so quickly… Or did she really believe the pregnancy would make us fall for each other?
"How far along are you, my dear?" Clara asked once again, putting an end to my daydreaming.
"Eight weeks. We had a first sonogram the other day," I replied, caressing my tummy with my left hand.
"I hope everything is alright…"
"For now, yes. However, the doctors will have to monitor the baby and me closely."
"Is something wrong with the baby?" Clara inquired, frowning.
I bit my lower lip and looked at my plate, "I was born with a heart deformity, so the doctors are concerned about the baby having the same problem. On top of that, I had an operation a few years ago, so the pregnancy might be harmful to my health, too…"
I felt everyone's sorry expressions on me. That was why I didn't want to talk about my health with strangers; I couldn't stand their pity looks.
"I'll make sure both Evelyn and my child have the best doctors. I won't let anything harmful happen to them," Sebastian's voice pierced the awkward silence.
My eyes snapped at his as his hand laced with mine above my stomach. His chiseled jaw was clenched, and his eyebrows knitted. However, the look on his grey eyes was sincere, and my breath hitched at the back of my throat.
This was what I couldn't afford…
I couldn't fall for his charms, not again…
Clara shifted the conversation, and she was now questioning Sophie. I felt a bit sorry for my best friend, but at the same time, I was glad I wasn't the main subject anymore.
Shortly after we finished lunch, everyone left. Sebastian and Nickolas had to go back to the company. Sophie agreed to escort Clara for a quick trip to the nearest Mall. Despite her complaints, my best friend seemed to finally enjoy Clara's company.
Sebastian said that he wanted to talk to me once he'd come back from the office. I didn't know how worse this could turn out to be, so I decided not to dwell on it.
I fell asleep on my bed while reading an ebook. Even the smallest thing could exhaust me, and taking naps during the day proved very refreshing.
*I woke up in what seemed to be a piano melody. I frowned but decided to follow the music. The song was sad, and I could feel tears welling up my eyes. The rhythm and the notes suddenly became angrier, but the pain and the sorrow could still be detected.
My heartbeat increased as I walked into the living room. Sebastian was sitting behind a grand black piano; his skilled, long fingers were dancing expertly above the black and white keys.
I silently walked towards him, completely smitten by this sad prelude he was performing. I sat next to him on the piano bench, not daring even to breathe loudly.
The rhythm suddenly became more vivid and quicker, only to die down after a few seconds. My breath left my body as the music stopped playing. It was heartbreaking yet beautiful.
"I didn't know you were playing…" I whispered, breaking the fragile silence around us.
"There're a lot of things you don't know about me, Evelyn," Sebastian replied, turning to look at me.
He was right; we barely knew each other. "Earlier, you said you wanted to talk. What is it about?"
"You told my mother that we're not together…" he trailed off.
"But we aren't, are we?"
"That depends on you, love…" Sebastian muttered in a low voice, his eyes darting between my lips and my blue eyes.
"We… It's not a good idea…" I stammered, biting my lower lip.
Sebastian smirked before leaning forward and placing a soft peck on my cheek. He kept peppering my face with kisses as I closed my eyes, trying to control my breath.
"You know you can stop me if you don't want this…" he mocked me, but at that moment, I didn't care.
"Just kiss me already," I whispered breathlessly, boring my eyes into his grey ones.
Sebastian's sweet, plump lips landed on mine, kissing and sucking me. His tongue licked my lower lip before I gave him permission to enter my mouth. He explored my mouth expertly while I ran my hands along with his dark brown hair. He bit my lower lip, and a small moan escaped my mouth as he hungrily devoured me.
With a swift move, Sebastian lifted me up, and I hoisted my legs around his torso. He carried me towards the other end of the piano and placed me on top of the piano's cover, our lips never parting. My excitement was already growing, and my core tightened with need.
Hurriedly he got rid of my silk nightgown, and I fidgeted with the buttons of his white shirt. Sebastian trailed soft kisses along my neck, finding that spot behind my ear that made my knees go weak. I loudly moaned as he kissed and nibbled my delicate skin. My hips moved against his creating the perfect friction between my lace panties and his jeans.
"Oh, fuck, I missed you," Sebastian whispered while he headed south to my body. His expert fingers unbuckled my bra, and he threw it on the floor, freeing my breasts.
Sebastian's grey orbs looked at me in appreciation before he claimed my lips in another fierce kiss. We battled for dominance for a long while, our tongues dancing together in sync. I caressed his firm body and toned abs; my fingertips touched every part of his exposed skin. He cupped my breasts and then rolled my nipples between his thumb and index finger, his luscious lips sealing my moans.
"Did you miss me?" he asked in a husky voice, staring at me with so much passion and need.
My mind couldn't form a proper reply, not under his intense stare. I simply nodded and pulled him closer to me, initiating a new kiss. He let me lead this time, and I happily explored his mouth, sucking and biting his lips. Sebastian's hands traveled all over my body until they hooked under my panties. I helped him remove the last piece of clothes I was wearing, and I gasped as his fingers caressed my silk folds.
"So ready for me…" Sebastian murmured while he plugged a finger inside me.
My back arched, and I sunk my nails into his back as he kept moving his finger in and out of me.
"Do you want more?" he asked me, his signature smirk plastered on his lips.
My mind was clouded with lust as I nodded frantically. "Ah… Yes… Yes, please," I begged Sebastian, knowing very well that he wanted to hear my answer.
"I'm here to please you, love," the sexy CEO said, pushing another finger inside me.
My back curved, and I couldn't maintain my seated position any longer. I laid back onto the piano's cool cover. I closed my eyes, enjoying the rubbing sensation inside my core. My orgasm had already started to build, and I almost exploded when Sebastian sucked my right nipple. He licked and bit my hardened pink extremities as I ran my fingers through his hair and caressed his arms and back.
"Oh, Sebastian, please," I begged him once again.
My orgasm was now so close, and I moved my hips, matching his rhythm. His fingers worked wonders inside me as his thumb stroked my clit lightly. I almost exploded, but then he suddenly pulled his fingers out of me. He ceased touching me, and I whined at the loss of contact.
I raised my head only to see him unbuckling his belt and shoving his pants down. His huge cock came into view, and he stroked his manhood a few times as his grey orbs gazed at my light blue ones.
"Say you're mine…" he ordered me, positioning himself against my entrance.
I felt the tip of his cock teasing my hole, and I fought the urge to close the small distance between us, taking him inside me.
"Say it, Evelyn…" Sebastian demanded again.
I shook my head, not wanting to submit to his order. I didn't belong to him…
Suddenly, Sebastian gripped my hips, and with one move, he thrust inside me. I cried out aloud as his huge shaft almost tore me apart. Moving my hips a bit, I tried to accommodate his size. He gave me a moment before he started to move in and out of me. I grazed the smooth surface of the piano underneath me, trying to find a way to control my moans. It was the right amount of pleasure mixed with pain that brought me once again closer to my relief.
"Oh, please, I'm close," I moaned, my back making a perfect arch.
"I didn't hear you, Evelyn," Sebastian hissed as he kept thrusting inside me fast and hard.
I knew what he wanted to hear, but that was something I wasn't going to tell him, not now, not ever.
"I'm not yours, Sebastian," I challenged him, my eyes piercing his grey ones.
He stopped moving once again while his hand wrapped around my neck. He leaned forward, brushing my lips against mine.
"You're mine, love, and by tomorrow morning, I'll make you scream this so loud the whole world will hear it," he whispered lowly against my ear.
I tried to push him off me, but he pinned my hands above my head. His other hand tightened around my neck even more as I fidget to break free.
"Two words, Evelyn. I'm waiting to hear them from these beautiful lips," he reminded me.
"No!" I yelled, but this time my voice came altered at my ears.*
My eyes fluttered open. I was once again lying on my bed inside my bedroom in Sebastian's loft. I was wearing my sweatpants and a simple tee as a thin blanket was covering me. There was no piano playing, no sad melody feeling the quietness. It was just a dream…
I ran my hand through my blonde hair and took a deep breath to calm down my racing heart. I tried to readjust my position, only to bite my lower lip as I shuffled the moan that almost escaped my lips.
Well, it might have been a dream, but I was horny like hell.
I glanced towards the closed door before slipping my right hand under my pants. My underwear was fucking wet, and my core was dripping. I ran my fingers through my wet folds before pushing two fingers inside my vagina.
It was definitely not as good as Sebastian's cock thrusting inside me. However, for now, it would suffice. I hadn't brought my vibrator with me, but judging from how horny I was, it wouldn't take long for me to reach my orgasm.
I tried not to think of that weird dream I just saw, and I concentrated on the feeling of my fingers rubbing inside me. I tapped my clit with my thump as I cupped my breasts with my other hand. I could feel my hardened nipples under the thin material. I took the left one between my fingers rolling and tugging softly.
My hips started moving up and down as I kept finger-fucking myself. I hadn't pleasured myself in a while, but I did deserve a treat after everything that happened. I didn't know whether I had to blame my hormones or the fact that I lived at the same house with the sexy, cold-hearted, ruthless billionaire for my horny state.
That feeling was building inside my stomach once again, and this time nothing could stop me from reaching it. I intensified my rhythm and curled my fingers, hitting my g-spot. My thumb was now rubbing against my clit non-stop. I brought my left hand on my lips as my orgasm made my velvet walls clenched around my fingers. My toes curled, and my back arched as I rode my orgasm, letting the pleasurable sensation ease my nerves and chase away my worries.
I turned on my flank, trying to catch up my breath and calm down my heartbeat. Now that my vagina wasn't throbbing anymore, I could think more clearly.
I walked into the en suite bathroom and stripped my clothes, opening the shower. The lukewarm water helped me relax my sore muscles. I washed my hair and scrubbed my body, enjoying the sweet scent of my strawberry-vanilla shampoo.
A thought formed on my head as I wrapped myself in one of the soft, white towels. I didn't belong to anyone but myself. With that thought, and my self-esteem higher than before, I walked back into my room, ready to face Sebastian whenever he was back home.
"What the fuck?" I cursed under my breath when I noticed the dark silhouette sitting on the beige sofa near the window.
Sebastian was there, his dark grey eyes roaming my body.
I almost forgot my name when my eyes locked with his…