Found Me ✔️

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Two Weeks Later – Date Night

The past two weeks have been... weird, fun, and kind of awkward. Mia and her mate? Total touch monsters. But it's adorable. He moved here alone—his family didn't come with him—but he said he's okay, and they plan to travel back and forth. As for me, after taking the pill, I was in pain for a day, then had a brutal three-day period. After that, I was fine. Mom checked me over at the hospital and confirmed I was fully healed. Lena off course check up on me but I know she has her own problem now.

The guys from school called constantly to check in. They missed me so much that Justin didn't even complain when Mia blindfolded them just so they could visit the pack without seeing too much.
Tonight was special. Sebastian had promised something extra romantic—and damn, he delivered.
He brought me a red dress, fitted in all the right places, and he wore a sharp suit and tie. He looked like a whole fantasy.

"You look beautiful, princess," he said, his eyes sweeping over me slowly.
"You too, baby. So handsome," I smiled, and he pecked my lips. We left for the restaurant—some bougie-ass place that definitely made sense once I saw the décor.

"Hi, do you have a reservation?" the hostess asked, her voice doing that annoying purring thing as she batted her lashes at Sebastian.
"Where's Ron?" he asked flatly.
"Um... I'm not supposed to disturb him while he cooks, he doesn't—"
"Please. Call Ron. Now," he said, and I gently touched his arm. He looked down at me and softened a little, sighing.

"Sorry. Just tell him it's Sebastian," he added. She nodded quickly and scurried off. Not long after, a stocky man in a chef's coat appeared, face lighting up.

"Sebastian!!" he boomed, and my mate chuckled.
"Ron, look at you! How's business?"
"Booming, man. And who is this beautiful lady?"
Blushing, I giggled as he kissed my hand.
"This is my mate, Jess. Jess, meet Ron."
"It's nice to meet you, Ron," I said.
"Mini! VIP table for them—please. I'll take care of it personally," he barked. The same girl returned and led us to a private booth, away from the crowd.
Sebastian slid in beside me, and I smiled, already loving this.

"I want your panties," he whispered. I blinked. "What? No. Ron could walk over at any minute—"
"Better be quick, then, princess." I gulped but slid my hand under my dress and slowly peeled off my black lace panties, lifting my hips slightly. I handed them to him with a flushed face. He brought them to his nose and inhaled deeply.

"Baby! What are you doing?" I whispered sharply.
He leaned in, kissed me hard, then casually slipped them into his suit pocket.
"Let them see. I don't care." I blushed so hard I could melt through the floor. Ron came back with several waitresses, all of whom definitely noticed my panties in his pocket. I buried my face in Sebastian's chest.

"Oh, bury me alive," I muttered.
He just laughed. Dinner was amazing—delicious food, good wine, and better company. I moaned softly at a bite of pasta covered in parmesan.
"Mmm, that's so good..." Sebastian froze mid-bite, eyes locked on me. I giggled. The men horny.
"Sorry. Didn't mean to moan."
"No... it's okay. Do it again." He say I rolled my eyes. "I can't just moan on command. It'll sound fake."

He kissed me, his hand sliding up my thigh and under my dress. His fingers brushed my clit and I gasped. He pulled away from the kiss and growled,
"Stop holding it in." Then—he slid two fingers inside me. My breath caught, and I whimpered.
"B-Baby, it's too much, I'm gonna—" He kissed me again, deep and hungry, swallowing my moans.

"How's the food, my friend?" Ron's voice called from across the room. We pulled apart just in time for him to approach the table.
"Everything's delicious, Ron," Sebastian said, calm as hell. I nodded, struggling to keep my composure while Sebastian's fingers curled inside me.
"Let me know if I can get you anything else," Ron said, and walked away. Sebastian leaned close, voice low.

"Close your legs again, and I'll make you cum so loud the whole room will hear you." I opened my legs instantly. He smirked, pleased, and kept working his fingers. I was right on the edge, biting my lip to hold it in.

"Just like that," I whispered. His mouth claimed mine, and I came, hard, shaking and silent in his kiss.
"Such a good girl," he purred against my ear. "Didn't even make a sound." I blushed so hard I nearly combusted. As he pulled away and licked his fingers clean, one of the waitresses walked over. Her eyes flicked from him to me, and her cheeks turned scarlet as she grabbed the empty plates.

"Oh my god. She knew," I whispered, mortified.
Sebastian just grinned.
"Let her. You taste amazing."

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