“And do you honestly think I’m immune to you?” he continued. “Do you think I can lie here, touching you, kissing you, hearing you, and not be hard as a rock?” I glanced at him skeptically, but Sebastian chuckled again, grabbing my hand and guiding it between us. My knuckles brushed over him, still restrained by his briefs, but there was no mistaking the evidence of his arousal. “See? This is what you do to me,”
