Sebastian (The Beck Brothers #2) (27 page)

“Rae...you feel too good...I can’t...”
Sebastian warned.

“I’m close too...don’t worry,” Raelynn
panted next to his ear.

  Sebastian reared up, holding his
body up with his hands. Raelynn never looked more magnificent – her
cheeks had a pretty flush, her eyes were shuttered, her lovely lips were
parted, and her naked breasts bounced with each thrust. Sebastian felt his
balls tighten, causing his hips to pump faster and his breaths to quicken.

  Raelynn let out a strangled cry as
she came hard. She grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to kiss
him. It was a rough kiss. Their teeth bumped as their tongues tangled together.
Raelynn bit his bottom lip and Sebastian lost it. Groaning loudly, he dropped
his body to hers and gave one final deep thrust as his orgasm exploded out of
him. He swore he saw stars and was a bit light-headed as he collapsed on top of
Raelynn. No sooner did he collapse that Michael started wailing upstairs. Both
Sebastian and Raelynn started laughing.

“We might have gotten a bit too loud,”
Raelynn whispered.

“I don’t care. That was...shit, I really
have no words for that.” Sebastian chuckled low.

Raelynn gave him a tender kiss and ran
her fingers through the hair above his left ear. “I love you, Sebastian.”

“I love you, too, sweet cheeks.”

  They quickly separated and got
dressed. Raelynn was quicker so she headed upstairs to get Michael. Sebastian
flopped back into the couch after putting his pants back on and sighed heavily.
That was great. Maybe they should go another six weeks without sex...
Ha!
Yeah right
! Sebastian
pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted Henry.

Why didn’t you tell me how great the
sex was after the six weeks was up?

Henry texted back a minute later.

LMAO! Surprise?!

Sebastian smiled and shook his head.

You’re a dick.

  Raelynn returned with Michael.
Sebastian held out his hands, and she handed him over, and then headed for the
kitchen, probably to make a bottle. Sebastian propped his feet up on the coffee
table and set Michael on his thighs so that he could play with him. Michael was
definitely a Beck. The kid already weighed almost twelve pounds, and he was
only two months old. He ate like a horse; he was a ‘chubber’ for sure. He had
big chunky cheeks that both grandmothers loved to pinch. Everyone said he
looked like Sebastian, but he just didn’t see it. It was too soon to know what
color his eyes would be; they were grayish-blue at the moment. For the most
part, Michael was a happy baby, already getting him to smile a few times.
Whether Michael meant to do it or if it was just gas, Sebastian had no idea,
but it was cute as hell.

  Sebastian couldn’t be happier. He
had the love of his life and a perfect son. Could it get any better than this?
He thought not. This had been all so unexpected, though. He fought long and
hard not to fall in love with Raelynn, yet he did anyway. Michael may have been
an accident, but one that Sebastian would be forever grateful for. His life had
changed so much in the past year and a half. Changed in a way he never thought
possible. It was all good, though. He didn’t regret any of it. He was finally
living the life he always wanted.

Epilogue

  Quinn walked in silence behind his
brothers as they entered the bar. It was the first guys-night-out since Michael
and Adalyn were born. Sebastian and Henry have been so busy with work and their
families that Quinn hasn’t seen either of them in about a month. Quinn saw
Christian at least once a week, if not more, but he missed Henry and Sebastian.

  They found a table, and Christian
insisted on buying the first round. Sebastian and Henry both downed half of
their beers in one shot, then groaned loudly and shared a relieved look. Quinn
had no idea what they were going through, and he honestly didn’t want to know.
He didn’t want kids, didn’t think he was at all cut out for having kids. Kids
needed a father who could show them how much he loved them. Quinn didn’t think
he was capable of showing the affection that kids so often craved.

  The conversation started among the
brothers. Quinn leaned back in his chair with his beer and listened, only commenting
occasionally, or if asked something directly. He watched Sebastian the most.
The change in the man was incredible - he was vibrant and alive, animated when
he talked, and laughed loud and often. Quinn was so very pleased that Sebastian
was as happy as he was. He wanted nothing but the best for his brothers.

“Quinn?” asked a French accented female
voice, breaking through his thoughts.

  Quinn’s eyes lifted to see Margot
standing next to him. How did he not hear her walk up? It wasn’t that loud in
the bar, but he had been lost in his thoughts. Margot smiled brightly down at
him.

“I thought that was you!” she said
sweetly. She then shocked the hell out of him when she leaned down and gave
him a kiss on each cheek.

Quinn blinked stupidly at her, his cheeks
burning from where she kissed him. “Margot?”

“Hey! Is this the chick you’re working with
on that Trump Casino thingy?” Sebastian asked, jumping up out of his seat.

  Quinn opened his mouth to speak,
but nothing came out. He just watched as Sebastian introduced himself. Margot
greeted him; also giving him kisses on both cheeks. He knew that was a French
thing, but it still irritated him that she did it to his brother. Then Henry
and Christian introduced themselves, too, also getting kisses.

  Quinn scowled. What the hell was
she doing here? He looked her over as she spoke animatedly with his brothers.
She looked spectacular. She was wearing skinny jeans and a pink and black polka
dotted sleeveless blouse that had lace cut outs on the shoulders. Her blouse
was tucked into her jeans, and she wore a thin shiny black leather belt. Her
heels were just a plain black platform pump. Her long dark hair was down and
parted on the side so that it had to sweep partially over her forehead. Her
makeup was minimal, except for the bright red lipstick she had on to accentuate
her plump bow shaped lips. Quinn could only imagine what those lips would look
like wrapped around his...
God dammit!
He had to stop thinking like that around her. He’d be
walking around with a perpetual hard-on, and he was sure she wouldn’t appreciate
that.

“Quinn, I did not know you had brothers!”
She smiled warmly.

Was she oblivious of his dislike of her?
Or maybe she didn’t care and was just an all around pleasant person -
all
the time.

Quinn shrugged with indifference. His
brothers all stared at him in disgust. He just raised an eyebrow as if to say ‘What?’

“Well, it looks like you are having a
boy’s night, non? I will not stay. I will see you at work, Quinn,” Margot said
with a small smile. She gave them all a wave then walked away. Quinn watched
her make her way over to the bar where a couple of the other women from work
were sitting.

A slap upside the head had Quinn whirling
around to glare at Henry. “What the fuck?” he growled at his brother.

“What the hell is wrong with you? That’s
the girl you’ve been complaining about?” Henry said in exasperation.

“Yes,” Quinn snapped.

“Dude, she’s cute as hell,” Sebastian
added.

“I never said she wasn’t.” Quinn shrugged
and sipped his beer.

“She seems really nice,” Christian said,
glancing back at her.

“I never said she wasn’t. I just said she
gets on my nerves,” Quinn muttered.

“You should bring her as your guest to my
wedding!” Sebastian exclaimed like it was the best idea he’s ever had.

“Uh...no, definitely not,” Quinn said, shaking
his head.

“Uh...yeah, definitely yes,” Sebastian
mocked. “You either bring her or you’re not invited,” Sebastian said, pointing
at him.

Quinn snorted and finished off his beer.
“You would really not invite me because I don’t want to bring her?”

“Yes. Besides, you don’t have anyone else
to bring,” Sebastian pointed out.

“Can’t I just come alone?” Quinn frowned.

“Not now. You’re bringing Frenchy. If you
don’t invite her, I will,” Sebastian said seriously.

“He’ll do it.” Henry smirked.

  Oh, Quinn knew Sebastian would do
it.
Dammit!
Why did
she have to be here tonight? Why did she have to come over and meet his
brothers? Now he was stuck. Maybe he could say he asked her, but come up with
some kind of excuse for her not to come. But knowing Sebastian, he would get
her number somehow and call her up to find out the truth.

“Dammit. Fine, I’ll ask her,” Quinn
conceded reluctantly.

  Sebastian grinned in triumph.
Fucker
. Quinn hated him just a little bit right
now. He didn’t want to spend time with Margot outside of work. It was enough
that he had to spend all day with her. Although, they have been getting along a
little better now that he had earplugs. He wasn’t as irritated all the time,
and they could actually have small civilized conversations here and there.
Margot thought the earplugs were hysterical. He caught her many times just
staring at him with a huge smile on her face. Then he’d scowl at her and she’d
laugh. She was so fucking cheery all the time. Quinn didn’t understand it.

  The rest of the night went off
without a hitch. Other than the occasional jab from his brothers about Margot,
it was a pretty decent night. Sebastian’s wedding was in five months, so Quinn
had plenty of time to ask Margot to be his date. Quinn stifled a shutter. He
didn’t like the sound of that at all:
Margot
as his
date
. He never thought her name and ‘date’
would ever be in the same sentence. Oh well, he’d probably be too smashed at
the wedding to even worry about her. He actually felt somewhat bad for Margot.
She would have no idea what she was getting herself into if she accepted his
invitation. Beck family functions could get a bit crazy. Sebastian’s
wedding would be no exception - she was
definitely going to be in for one wild night.

                                                            THE
END

Coming
Soon:

Quinn
(The Beck Brothers #3)

Quinn Beck is the kind of guy who keeps to himself. He’s
quiet and reserved. He’s also got this thing about being touched, he doesn’t
like it. The reason? It’s the secret he’s been keeping inside for twenty years.
Quinn has told no one what happened to him when he was ten. No. One. His plan
is to take his it to his grave, but his plan slowly starts to deteriorate when
his boss hires a bubbly, outgoing, fidgety, drop-dead gorgeous woman from
France and sticks her in his office.

Margot Leclair moved to the U.S. in hopes to further her
architectural and interior design career. Her new boss puts her in the office
with his leading architect, who is a bit quirky but extremely handsome with his
dark hair and dark eyes. Margot has a hard time keeping her own eyes off of
him. She also finds him intriguing and is curious about what makes him the way
he is. She cannot help her growing attraction to him, even though she knows
that he finds her irritating.

After almost a year of working together on a project and in
the same office, their boss sends them on a trip to London for an Architectural
Seminar. It turns into the trip from Hell that has Margot returning with a
sprained ankle and Quinn even more introverted then normal. Even after having a
horrible trip, Margot wants to be with Quinn, yet he continues to fight their
obvious connection.