Sebastian: The Complete Series (32 page)

He threw me a washcloth. “Over time, a couple of years, I knew what I’d wanted would never happen with us. It wasn’t his fault, or mine. I guess it just wasn’t right, but instead of ending things there, we moved in together. Once that happened, it felt different, good and bad, but again, it was never enough.” He began massaging my foot as he stared into my eyes. “I'm only trying to explain I didn’t plan out what happened. I'm not a malicious person and I wouldn’t do that with you. I only gave him what he wanted to see. You get all of me, like it or not.”

“I want all of you. I don’t ever want you to hide from me.”

“I won't. I promise.”

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t only took five minutes until I was laid over him, kissing him as he swept his hands over my back, grabbing my arse and holding me against his slippery body, grinding into me while he plundered my mouth with his tongue.

“Turn around,” he whispered gruffly against my lips, already spinning me so my back was laid on his chest, my legs splayed wide over his thighs, the water lapping up over my balls and making my cock stand against my stomach. “You move like an oiled up, lap dancing eel over my body.” He ran his palms over my chest, pausing on my nipples where he rolled them in his fingertips.  “This body is stunning. So right. So perfect.”

Moans spilled from my lips as he released my tender nipples. He was laying open-mouthed kisses on my neck and shoulders as those big hands drifted lower, pausing right near my cock while he sucked on my earlobe—hot breath passing over me, cock pressing against my arse cheeks as I ground back on him.

“I’ll never tire of watching you like this. So excited for my touch. Begging for more.” One of his hands captured my balls in his firm grip, leaving me stunned and breathless. “I’m going to watch you come apart.”

“Yes. Robert… Please.” My hips jutted forward, wanting more, needing him to touch me. His body underneath mine, the soft sway of the hot water surrounding us, his mouth on my cheek, the way he was so into me—it drove me higher and I was ready to just let go and come.

Robert moved against me, rocking my frame onto his bigger one, caging me against him with one hand while he pulled on my balls with the other, whispering gruff words about what he needed to do to me. I reached back, fisting his damp, brown locks in my fingers as I danced over his skin, feeling his iron-like erection pressing into my arse while I gyrated wantonly on top of him. When he finally took my aching length in his hand, I cried out, rutting up into his touch while his name fell from my lips, echoing around the bathroom.

“Sebastian.” Robert banged into my arse, lifting me out of the water, tightening his grip on my cock as we both ground our flesh together. “I’m coming,” he grunted out, my cock so tight in his hand that I shot instantly for him, feeling his cream empty in between my cheeks at the same time.

“Robert!”

“That’s it. Come hard for me.”

The only other sounds I could get out were unintelligible grunts and whines as I shot again, covering his fingers and my stomach. Both of us lay there, stunned into a mindless stage while we both recovered. Finally, I made my fingers release their death-like grip on his hair and he leaned into my throat, peppering small kisses all over me until he found his favourite place between my neck and shoulder where he sucked another mark into my flesh.

Even when it was sort of okay to have love bites over your neck at school, I was never one for them, and I guessed Robert wasn’t so into them either, but when we clashed together like this, it was something I knew he needed from me. He liked to see reminders of his touch on me, perhaps enjoyed leaving them there for other men to see.

“I’m yours, Robert.” I rubbed my face against his. His non reply and tighter hold spoke volumes. He didn’t believe that, and in my heart, I couldn’t either because I wasn’t his. Unlike other relationships where you knew without question you shared your body with only that person, my body was up for grabs to anyone who could pay the cash. “I could leave.”

“What?” A shot of panic ran through him and I realised I’d just blurted out randomly without actually explaining the whole thought process which happened in my blond little brain before I opened my mouth.

“I mean…” I chuckled, turning around and looking down at him. “I mean, I could leave the agency, not you. I’m not leaving you. I mean, I have to leave at some point, because I have uni to finish and an apartment to pay for…” I drifted off, suddenly thinking about the apartment because Harry was moving to London, so where would that leave me? “Oh, shit! Maybe I don’t have an apartment to pay for.” It was subsidised by the agency, so in theory, if I stayed they could find another person to share it with me, but if I was leaving the job, I knew there was no way I could afford to keep it by myself. “Ugh. So, anyway. I was thinking—”

Robert kissed me, stopping me from running off into a million different directions and thoughts and I slipped back into his arms, letting him help all those worries slip from my mind. There was no man who could turn me into a puddle of goo as quickly as he could. I felt like a boneless jellyfish when he broke off, gently shifting me around until I was laid like some damsel in distress in his arms and carefully lifted into the bedroom where he wrapped a warm towel around me, kissing my nose before hanging one around his hips.

“Let’s just shush for now. I have an early start in the morning and you’ve had a stressful day—we’ve both had a stressful, emotional day.”

After partially drying myself and then giving up and letting Robert finish me off, I was back in his arms, his mouth on mine as he laid me like some precious artefact on the bed, covering my body with his and pressing me into the mattress.

“I love you,” I whispered against his lips.

“We’ll make this work, Sebastian. I know we will.”

“I want you inside me.”

Robert was already parting my thighs, his thick legs pressing them wide open so he could lay over me, encasing my head in his arms as we both leaned in for another mind-melting kiss.

“Please,” I groaned out. “I need you inside me.”

“Sebastian…” Robert bit my bottom lip, his fingers already slicked up and brushing over my hole. “You’re going to wear me out.”

“It’s your fault for being too damn sexy.” I grinned up at him, then my mouth fell open and I gasped as he teased me with the cold gel over my entrance. “Robert!”

“Hmm, you always feel so tight, Seb. This tight little hole needs to be stretched open by my cock and rode hard.”

“Yes.”

“How bad do you need it, baby? Tell me.” He brushed against my hole, teasing me.

I pressed backwards, wanting to feel more. “I want more. I always want you. I need you. Please. I hurt.”

“And having my cock fill you up makes everything feel better, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“You have a problem, Seb. Good job I share it. We’re both addicted to each other.”

“Yes.” I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him deep and fast. When I broke off, it was only because his fingers was pushing inside me and I had to cry out. “That’s it. Work me open. I want to feel it.”

He made sure I felt it, pushing two inside me and stretching me wider each time he pulled out.

Robert was watching me thrash under him, moaning as he slipped deeper inside me. “Every time with you feels like the first.” He smiled at me, a look of sadness sin his eyes. “Or the last. Maybe that’s why I’m so out of control and desperate, because I can’t believe it’s going to continue.”

“I’m going to love you, Robert. I’m always going to want you, need, you.” I felt like such a shit. There was nothing I could say which would convince him, but maybe there was something I could share with him which I wouldn’t with another. “My body is yours in ways it will never be for others.” I kissed him again, panting as he brushed those thick fingers over my prostate. “Don’t wear anything with me.”

“What?” Robert half growled, half whined against my lips.

“I don’t want you to. I want you to have me like no one else will ever do again. I want to give everything to you.”

“Sebastian…” Robert wanted this. I knew because his cock went from semi hard to full iron rod state in under a second.

“You want this. I know you do.” I wrapped my fingers around his length and smiled up at him. “Don’t you want to feel how hot and slick I am? Don’t you want to watch your cum leaking from my arse after you’ve shot inside me?”

“It means more than that to me.” Robert pushed upwards, clasping his hands on the back of my thighs and pushing them to my chest. “If we do this… you’re mine, Seb.”

“I’m already yours, you know I am. I’ve been yours since we first met. Now stop fucking about and get inside me.”

“Pushy, little bitch.” Robert smiled down at me. “You know, this moment could have been special.”

“It's super fucking special, big man. Now, do I have to beg on my knees, or will sir simply thrust his cock in my insides?”

Robert looked up to the ceiling, making a big show of thinking about it before I slapped his chest. “I kinda like being called sir. I don’t know why.” He grinned down at me and got a tut in response. “You sure you want to do this?”

“I’m safe, you’re safe. What’s to think about?”

“Once we do this, I won’t go back to condoms. It will be like this every time with us?”

The thought made me pause, just like he wanted me to do and I glared at him. There was always a risk doing my job and I hated dragging Robert into that world by risking his health. “It’s a risk, Robert. Right now it’s okay, but…” I couldn’t finish. I couldn’t bear to speak or even think about other men while I was with him. If I were truly was honest with myself, I never wanted to think about or actually be touched by another man again. “I only want you.”

“Then be only with me, Sebastian. Be mine. Just mine. I can’t make you stop, but if you really don’t want to continue, it’s only fair I support you.” He smiled mischievously down at me, those big dimples making my heart flutter inside my chest and waves of adoration run through me.

“I don’t want to be touched by anyone other than you.”

Robert pushed forwards, his head stretching my tight entrance open, forcing into my body. We both stopped, just staring into the other’s eyes while he paused, just his head swelling in me and making my ring twitch against his stiff rod.

“There doesn’t have to be anyone other than me forever, Sebastian. I could be yours. Just me and you.” He slipped in further, biting down on his lip and growling. “Fuck! You feel so good.”

“You’re so thick.” I had to force myself to relax around him, letting out a few deep breaths as he stilled in me, waiting for my body to release his cock. There had been only him. It had been months before we met since I was with anyone anally, and ever since, that part of my body had been just for him. Even if I continued being an escort, it would only be for him, but the thought of anyone else touching me in any other was just about tore me in two. “I can’t… I don’t want to be with anyone else.”

“Don’t be. I’m yours.” Robert slipped deep inside me, glancing down at his balls as they lay flush against my firm cheeks before meeting my eyes again. “No one will ever feel what I’m feeling right now. I won’t let them. You’re mine.”

“Yes.”

“All mine, Sebastian.”

He pulled out, my insides aching and begging for more while he paused again, watching me hazily look back at him through hooded lids.

“Yes,” I whimpered out just as he pushed into me again, knocking the air from my lungs and my head into the headboard behind me. “Fuck me. Show me I’m yours.”

Robert didn’t pause that time. He leaned over me, my legs wrapping tightly around his waist as our mouths connected. I was just sensation again. Lying beneath him as he pumped into my body, rocking the heavy bed with his movements and pounding me into the mattress. Our moans and grunts, the sweat coating our skin, the smell of our sex filling the room. It was like that moment went on forever. We were the only two people on the planet. There was nothing else to think about but us connecting.

That moment, and the ones like them which came before, were what I needed in my life. Just those nights where I was his whole world and he was mine. I craved him so badly inside it hurt. I felt the tears running down my face, but could do nothing to stop them despite feeling like some soft girl in a romantic movie. He caught my salty teardrops on his lip as he kissed me, whispering how he loved me as he rode me faster.

I was so high, so caught up in his touch, nothing remained. I closed my eyes and just let him take me to the place only he could, feeling like I was about to fall off a high cliff and wanting it to happen.

“Let go,” he whispered into my neck. “Let go for me.”

I came. Came hard and fast. So fast my cock felt like it had just split in half and my whole body went into shock, shudders so strong they made me vibrate against him as he forced his way through the tight muscles clamped around him. My lids fluttered open and we found each other’s gaze. He was so beautiful, so free and ready. “Come in me.”