Sebastian: The Complete Series (35 page)

While they continued talking, I slid along the wall until I found myself leaning against the door in the kitchen, watching Dominque and Jacob talk quietly near the kettle, the toast and tea on the counter which I’d refused still waiting for me. I should have been able to try and make a good impression on who I knew to be one of Robert’s best friends, but Jacob wound me up too much, and the thought of continuing to talk to him made me feel red hot. This chaos was all down to me, all the people running around. I felt like I’d caused such a fuss.

“This isn't your fault.” Jacob was beside me, not touching, but cautiously becoming closer. “This whole situation is out of your control. Accept that, and you’ll feel freer.”

After ignoring him and his words, he sighed heavily.

“You're exceptionally difficult.” He placed his hands in his pockets and rocked on his heels. “You're about to pass out again. I know you don’t want me to suggest anything, so I’ll leave the next action you take to be of your own accord. If you fall, however, I won't catch you.”

He was right. The prick. I slid slowly to the floor and leaned my head on my arms crossed on my knees and took long, deep breaths while Harry moved to sit beside me.

“Maybe we should call a doc—” Harry stopped, both him and Jacob chuckling.

“Perhaps it’s one doctor in particular which we should call.” Jacob was already taking his phone out from his pocket.

I shook my head. “Don’t bother Robert. He’s busy.”

“I’ll do as I please. Just as you do.” Jacob walked off, and I watched his shiny black shoes hitting the tiles as he moved further from me.

“He pisses me off.” I watched through narrowed eyes as Jacob slipped out of view.

“Yep.” Harry held me tenderly in his arms. “Just rest. I’ll take you upstairs after you’ve caught your breath.”

“I'm fine. Just sort everyone out and make sure they leave quickly so I can have some alone time.”

Harry knew when I wasn’t going to give in, so he left my side with a sigh, moving everyone out of the hall and into the sitting room. I could hear him tying everything up and preparing them to get the hell out of the house before I internally combusted with stress. The quiet and the sudden calm surrounding me made me zone out and I got lost in my thoughts, running over and over everything and anything, my mind buzzing so much I half expected myself to float off the floor all bee-like.

“Baby…” Robert’s arms were around me, gently cradling me in his strong grip and lifting me from the floor.

More time passed than I thought, and I gave him a puzzled look as he began carrying me upstairs.

“It’s nearly one. Everything’s okay at work. I'm all done. Let’s just get you laid down.”

Pressing my face into his neck and breathing in his scent, I allowed myself to relax for the first time since he left that morning. At least forty minutes had passed while I zoned out and it bugged me. It also irritated me I’d become so fucking dependant on the guy in such a short time. I’d never been dependent on anyone. I was fine all by myself. I didn’t need to be looked after.

Despite half of me shouting all these things out, the other half curled into Robert and knew it was okay. Everything was alright when we were together. More often than not I fell apart when he wasn’t right by my side. Maybe I should’ve accepted that and let the other half of me slip into the past, but my independent streak and stubbornness shook its head.

“I missed you.” I kissed his neck as we entered the bedroom.

“I've not thought of anything but you since I left this morning.” Robert laid me on the bed, hovering over me and searching my eyes with those soft brown ones of his. “I'm going to call the police station up and rearrange our visit. Just lay here while I sort everything out.”

“There’s loads of… stuff downstairs they need to see.”

“I know. I’ll sort it out.” He moved from me, but I grabbed hold of his shirt and he turned to look at me again.

“Have they all gone?”

“They will be when I come back up. Just rest, baby, please.”

Eventually I released my tight grip on his shirt and sunk back into the mattress, keeping my unsure gaze on him as he slowly left the room, pausing at the bedroom door and running his fingers through his hair.

“I’ll be okay, Robert.” I offered him a small smile and listened to him sigh. I wanted to help him relax, so I did something which I knew he’d appreciate. “Can I have something to eat?”

A smirk made it onto his lips. “Let me grab you something you can suck from my fingers.”

“Hmm. Thank you.”

A
fter sucking the last remaining bit of barbecue sauce from Robert’s fingers, I lay my head on his chest, unbuttoning his shirt and caressing the warm skin beneath, running my fingers through the fine hairs covering it. I felt much more alive after food, which I would never admit to his prick friend. Speaking of him…

“Your friend Jacob is a real tool.”

Robert laughed so hard it made my head shake on his chest. “Yeah, he said you and he didn’t hit it off. Give him time, he grows on you. He liked you. Something about you being feisty.”

“Well… I don’t know if I like how bossy he was with me. He just turned up and took charge.”

“He arrived here to find you passed out and took charge so he could help. Plus, he’s truly a bossy type of person and lacks a softer touch when he’s working.”

“Dominque must be a saint to put up with him. Oh…” Yeah! About the Prince of Sexy. “You never mentioned Dominque and how extremely, insanely good-looking he is.”

Robert could see where I was heading and I found myself pressed backwards, his body over mine, lips stopping any further questions or irrational jealousy. He took me to the place only he ever did, one where we morphed into one and everything else slipped away. I don’t think he actually intended it to lead to sex, but I wasn’t taking no for an answer. I was ready to be filled with endorphins and ride the high of an orgasm or two. It helped ease tension, right? And I had so much tension he would have to fuck me all day to get rid of it.

“Inside me… now.” I was clawing off his clothes, digging my nails into his back, lifting up against him and driving him to the point he couldn’t say no.

“Sebastian…”

“No!” My legs were wrapped around his waist, his naked chest now under my fingertips as I kissed him again, fighting it out with his tongue and grinding my cock into his. His thick length swelled in his trousers, his breath louder and his touch firmer. “Robert… please.”

I was spun over so fast it took me a moment to catch up. My jogging pants were pulled down to my thighs, his callused palms rubbing firm circles over my firm arse, both of us too excited and impatient to get naked. The vision of him behind me, half out of his sexy suit, cock dangling from his open zipper, had me in pain and I growled out his name making him grin at me. My face was pressed into the sheets and my arse was pulled up, quickly exposing my hole as he parted my cheeks, a deep rumble coming from his throat as he took in what he needed so badly.

“Sebastian…” He ran his finger over my entrance and groaned. “Baby, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you and this tight little hole. I'm going fuck you so much you’ll permanently have my cock deep inside you.” He rubbed the pad of his thumb around my ring, applying more pressure as he stroked his heavy cock. “You're going to feel this for a while. I want to fuck you so hard, so deep, and so rough, you’ll have a constant reminder of me every time you move.”

“I need you, Robert. I need you inside me. Fuck me. Come in me.” I pressed my arse back on him, groaning when he pulled his thumb from me and rubbed my cheeks again.

“Not just yet. I need to have a taste of this pink little hole before I plunge my cock inside you. I like feeling you open up for my tongue.” He parted my cheeks, massaging them as he looked down, his cock so hard it stood up against his stomach.

When he dipped his head, licking me from my balls to my spine, I yelled loudly, gripping onto the bed sheet so tightly I thought it would tear in half.

“Fuck!” I bucked under him. His touch on such a sensitive part of me shocked me, but my hips were captured in those big hands and I was pinned still so he could feast on me.

Replacing his tongue with a finger, then licking around it as he stretched me open, I closed my eyes, letting the need to have him inside me build with each movement. He knew what I wanted before I could ask, and two fingers slipped inside me, the quick stretch making me bite my lip and groan.

“I'm going to open you up and fuck you. No lube, no condoms. Just me and you.”

“Yes.”

With one last stretch of his thick fingers, they slipped from me and the blunt, slippery head of his cock was pressed against my hole.

“This pretty little hole is begging for my cock.” He slapped my arse and shoved deep inside me in one motion, making my back arch and my toes curl.

“Robert!”

“Fuck, baby. You're tight.” He dug his fingers into my hips and stilled while we both moaned.

His balls were pressed up against my cheeks and his cock was throbbing in my body, my muscles pulsing over him as I relaxed and opened up.

“That’s it, Seb.” He stroked my cheeks as he pulled out slowly. “Hmm, your body was made for me, baby. You take me so good. I love seeing your hole stretched around my cock.” He ran his fingers around the taut skin of my entrance, circling his cock as he slid in again. “Jesus, Seb.”

He leaned over me, pushing his cock as deep as he could and taking a breath. He was so thick, so wide and rigid. I loved every inch of him, but the eight in between his legs I really, really loved right then. “You ready to be fucked, baby?”

“Yes, so ready. Give me your cock. Pound it into me and make me scream.”

“Oh, you’ll scream.” He chewed on my neck and began fucking me, moving his cock in and out slowly and deeply. “You're going to scream so loud they’ll hear you in Leeds.”

When he jerked his hips deeper, both of us grunted, and then he gripped my hand in his, pinning it to the bed, the other in my hair as he slammed into my desperate insides. “Come on, Seb, ride that cock, show me how you much you need this.”

I backed up on him, meeting his every thrust with my body and causing us to come together so forcefully the bed shook.

“That’s it. Fuck!” Robert picked up the pace, my head pulled backwards so he could claim a searing kiss, our bodies still clashing together and my orgasm peaking too soon because of it.

Not able to control my own body, I let go, shouting out his name as I came over the sheets, his cock still pounding into me. If he hadn’t been holding my head to his I would have collapsed to the bed, but my lips were still on his, my moans and cries being swallowed up by his mouth, his cock so rigid and fat it stretched me to the point of discomfort.

Robert pulled off my lips, shifting backwards and slowly slipping from my body. The rest of our clothes were ripped from our bodies as he hurried to get us both naked. I was on my back, legs around his hips, kissing him as he plunged back inside me. I shouted out, lifting into him, my prostate getting the action it needed, and I was soon lost. All I remember was his body hitting mine, the waves of desire ripping through me. The height he took me made me dizzy and I was thrashing under him as he began to lose his rhythm.

“Come, Seb.”

Not even realising I was so close so soon, I came, my cock still not hard, but the orgasm was powerful, causing me to go rigid as it rushed through every cell of my body and tore me in half. He was right. I was pretty sure Leeds heard me coming my brains out for him that day.

“Fucking hell!” Robert threw his head back, his body tense, rigid, as he came inside me. “You drive me wild.” He shot again. Groaning and jerking as he filled me up with his cream. “I'm gonna fill you up with my cum. I want it dripping from you. I want to be able to smell my scent clinging to you, run my fingers over your hole and feel it leaking out.”

“Shit, Robert…” I was pretty sure if he didn’t stop moving inside me, I would explode. “Baby… please.”

“You could come for me again. I've done it to you before.”

Robert shifted beside me, opening my thighs so he could see his cum leaking from my arse. “That’s the sexiest, dirtiest, most beautiful sight I’ll ever see. Your just fucked body with my cum slipping from you.”

He ran his fingers over my sensitive skin, my hips jerking from the bed.

“I could get hard and fuck you again. Would like that, Seb? If I laid over you, feeding my cock in your mouth while I licked out the cream from your arse?”

“Robert…” Yeah, sure. I was dead or dying from the last orgasm, so what harm could it do to just ride that wave and keep going? “I want that.”

I was flipped on top of him, quickly being manhandled so my arse was by his mouth and my lips on his semi hard cock. His moans behind me made me smile. I loved how dirty he was.

“I've made a real mess of you. Come here, I need to clean you up.”

“Oh fuck!” I grunted out as he spread my cheeks wide and delved into my body, licking and sucking his cum from me, dipping his fingers inside and pulling it out. I caught his stiffening cock in my mouth, listening to him feasting on my body. The guy could turn me on from space, so having him eat my body out and fuck my sore hole made me ready to beg for more. He got hard so fast, his moans and licking quickening up, his face pressed into me and his tongue fucking my hole.

When he took a break, I was filled up with three fingers, his cock now fat and hard in my mouth as he fingered me, stretching me and fucking me, running over my prostate constantly. My cock was leaking so much it was sliding over his chest. He helped tease me by fisting my length, working it firmly in his grasp, flicking his tongue around his fingers as I began to climb again. He was a magician. I could come all day for him. I was pretty sure I would die if I did, but it would be a good death.

“Shit, I can’t wait for you anymore.” Robert pushed my hips forward, sliding my body down him until I was hovering over his cock. “You're gonna ride me, Seb. Ride me until I'm coming hard for this arse.”

I waited as he took his cock in his hand, rubbing it over my hole before he pushed inside, leaving his head stretching my opening and grabbing my hips. He pulled me backwards, impaling me on his long shaft and taking my breath away. Although I was on top, it was him who fucked me, lifting me up and down, his vise-like grip digging into my hips as he lifted from the mattress, forcing his cock into me.

When I came round a bit, I took over, holding onto his knees as I rode him like a rodeo bull. His hands were everywhere over my body, his whispered, strained voice repeating how beautiful I was, how perfect I was, how much he wanted me, how he loved me. It made tears spring to my eyes and my cock ache to be touched. I took hold of it, working it as I bounced faster onto him, violently taking him into my body and feeding the deep craving for another orgasm.

It was rough, out of control, powerful and dirty. Our bodies were covered in sweat, and they slipped against the other, the noises as he pounded into my used hole making us both even hotter for more. I thought we would burn up before we would end it, but he had more willpower than me and continued fucking me. He was a god right then. I swear I couldn’t find another word to describe how I felt for him. I felt I could worship him, build a church and pray at the altar.

“I want this.” I rolled my hips on him, making him shout out my name. “I want this forever.”

“You have it.”

“I only want you.”

“Seb…”

“Just you. Only you.” I hit his body so hard I feared I would break his cock in half.

“Fuck! Come on, ride me.” He pulled me back, rutting into me. “That’s it, make me come, baby. Make me come!”

My hand stilled on my cock, my balls pulling tight. “I'm coming. Coming for you.”

“Yeah.” Robert hit me again and I exploded.

I was on my back and he was filling me up when my hazy eyes refocused.

“Lay there and take it.” He pounded into me with such force and power I was limp beneath him. He used my body as he thickened, his eyes connecting with mine. “I love you.”

“Robert…” I shouted out when he thrust harder, painfully digging his fingers into me. “Yes!”

“I'm coming,” Robert shouted out, growling, grunting, and jerking into my body. “You were born to be fucked.” He collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. “Would you run away if I said I wanted to do that again today?” He chuckled breathlessly against my neck. “Jesus, Sebastian. I want you so much, it feels like I can’t contain it, like I have to be with you or die. I've never wanted anyone like I want you.”

“Give me an hour and we’ll talk again.”

Robert chuckled as he lay beside me. “You’ll be too sore.” He grinned at me. “Which was the aim.”

“Hmm.” I slid next to him and wrapped my arms around him. “I think I'm going to have to ban you from leaving me.”