Chapter 32: Rise to the Challenge

Beatrice's POV

Sebastian is kneeling and then he is over me and it is perfect.

I talk half a step backward and my shoulders are pressed against the wall. His arms bracket me in and instead of feeling pinned down, I feel let loose.

"I want you," he breathes.

I can scarcely believe it so I make a joke, "It's the nightgown and black veins."

Sebastian snorts. He presses against me so his hips bite into mine and then he moves with the slightest amount of friction. I have to bite my lip to keep from whimpering.

"I want you," he says again.

My fingers find purchase at the nape of his neck in that dark brown hair that flops across his forehead at the end of the day and makes him look boyish and sweet.

Still, I don't move because I need Sebastian to do this. He's the steady one, the one I trust when it comes to this, this heat and longing between us. I know him. He likes taking command, and in this instance, I'm happy to follow.