CassidySebastian's been staring at me all evening. His hand reached for mine not long ago, and they've since been conjoined and lying on the tabletop.I've been wanting to jump in the conversation to have input into this weird situation we have going on.Which brings me back to my questions regarding Josh.Is he in on this deal, too?Is he working for Sebastian's father regarding getting Sebastian to move on from his wife?I don't jump into the conversation; I don't find an opportune time, so I sit quietly, listening to everything being said.It seems Sebastian wishes for his daughter to be betrothed to Josh and Charlotte's son. That wouldn't strike me as weird if we weren't in the twenty-first century, and all, because that's precisely what my Pa did with Derek.And I was thankful for that, as I would never have been confident enough to reach out to a man alone.I love how their conversations roll from one topic to another seamlessly, and I see how the three of them must have been f
"Sebastian," I sigh, holding onto his hair as he kisses and sucks between my breast."Mhm," he hums, his beautiful eyes flicking to mine instantly, and I hold his gaze. There's a challenge in them, and I'm utterly lost in the depth of his soul as he devours mine with just one look.My shirt is up and over my head, thrown down somewhere behind him as he reaches for my waist.I cringe, hating the extra weight around my stomach, knowing those soft rolls might put him off, but he just scoffs, seeing my reaction and hating it."You're beautiful," he tells me, stepping between my legs once again as he encourages them around his waist quickly. I'm airborne again as he strides towards my room, moving the door with his palm as he beelines for the bed.I land softly, with a soft smile, as he stands like a god wanting to devour me as his last meal.He rids his shirt, taking care to take his cufflinks off before shoving them on the bedside table beside me. And then his suit pants go next, and I
SebastianWe must fall asleep at some point because I wake up startled from a vidid dream of Beth's last night here on Earth.Remembering the way I made love to her for the last time, of the look of pure ecstasy on her face even with the pain still shrouding her eyes. I hadn't taken any form of gratification that night. Only needing to ensure she felt loved. And I've long since thought something broke inside of me that night. But I realise now it was only lying dormant, the sexual need, that is.I roll from back towards Cassidy as she lies in the same position we stared at one another for hours last night. Our noses almost touch, and I reach out to stroke her hair from her face as I study her in her sleep.She's breathtaking, absolutely beautiful, and I fear my heart might just shatter if she decides that I'm not for her.I don't know what made her stop last night, but it must have been something heavy. I could tell by the tears falling down her face. The sorrow that seems almost as
Derek Draper. I note his name down to search for an obituary, the sudden need to visit this man's resting place to ask for his girl's hand, making itself known. Fuck, she was married?Is that why she stopped us last night?That seems more plausible; the thought of her struggling with the fact she once belonged to another, and now she might be struggling to allow herself to move on much as I had been, would explain the sorrow within her eyes.Fuck! We have so much in common, so many stars aligned to bring our paths crashing alongside each other, but now I fear that I have this all wrong. That I might have allowed myself to feel something for the wrong person.I'm not sure I could let her go even if that's what she wanted...I can't continue chasing her until I know the true extent of her feelings.I sent a secure email to Josh with all my findings, intent on ensuring we have time alone today to talk about this and figure a way through this latest bout of turmoil.Fuck! I really like h
SebastianJosh and I asked for a private booth and ordered quickly before watching each other with raised brows and a mutual look of defeat.He swallows whilst reaching for his phone, unlocking it to scroll through everything I had read this morning alone.He's huffing, raising his brows, knitting them together. Chewing his cheek and sucking in his bottom lip much as he might when he and Charlotte argue, and it's then I know he truly has nothing to do with this. This is all my father's doing—solely his burden to bear.There's a torrent of emotion flitting through his features, and I hate everyone because they are exactly how I feel. I preferred it when he was happy for me, when he was blissfully as eager for this new life as I was."Seb..." he sighs my name, turning the phone down at the death certificate as if to say.'What the actual fuck'"Yeah. Yeah, that got me too. The things we have in common, the things that have aligned to bring us both here and yet my father is playing a hug
Cassidy I wake to an empty bed, my hand reaching out for Sebastian, finding nothing but the cold bedsheets where he was lying when I allowed my eyes to close for the night finally. I sigh, upset that he's gone already but cognisant that he's probably needed for the work he came here for, which I should be helping him with. I move up, sitting from the bed, finding Charlotte staring right back at me from the sofa as the door hangs wide open, much as Josh had been sitting just yesterday morning. "Good morning," she grins. "Morning," I mimic her, looking behind me to ensure I didn't skip over Sebastian in the room somewhere. I still don't find him, much as I hadn't when I woke up. "He's downstairs working with Josh. They have lots to do today, but not to worry, he's left me his credit card, and I've been instructed to do some retail therapy with you. You can have whatever you like." "I don't want anything," I shrug, walking out to stand before her as I nervously decide wha
Last night flooded my mind, the memory of Sebastian slipping them from my feet as he held my weight as if I were stick thin and weighed nothing. My cheek blushes, and I groan internally as I place them on my feet and just in time, too, because Charlotte has rejoined me and dressed in only a pair of jeans and an oversized jumper. "Ready?" She asks me, walking to the door with a massive grin on her face. I nod, following along, and we ride in the lift down to the foyer, where we exit the hotel and hail a taxi just outside. We drive only for a short amount of time, being dropped outside of a small collection of very expensive branded shops. I hate to think of us going inside, but she grabs me instantly, taking me inside one that has rows of underwear only fit for consumption in a bedroom. "What's your size?" She asks me, looking down at my breasts as I do. "32D," I admit with a blush. "Don't be ashamed. Seb likes breasts, and you've plenty to keep him occupied all night."
SebastianI did it; I fucking bagged the contract, and it's signed already as we sit across from one another in the restaurant as we drink to success. "It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr King," Yu Meng grins back at me. I nod, and I think of the price I've paid for the phones that we will redistribute with our names attached to them.It's a good deal, far less than I expected them to agree on, yet we have to keep it a secret for now, still playing the game that the phones are up for grabs.The three of us shake hands, and I nod to Mr Meng as we walk towards the conference room. Josh and I are wearing a secret smile as we sit at the back during the meeting, and the others ask their questions.I take the opportunity to sit and think over my revelation from this morning and what I want to do.Part of me wants to make Cassidy submit to me; I really want to have her sitting there on her knees, holding herself up as her muscles protest as I make her spill her proverbial beans.Onc
I was taken aback, my mind racing with only dirty thoughts of what could potentially happen if only Cassidy said yes, but I remained stoic and unwavering in a neutral scowl."Of course, baby," I had agreed, standing to walk outside with her."How does it work?" She asked me as we stood at the bottom of the stairs."How does what work, baby?""Sharing?""You want to be shared?" I asked, shocked and very, very happy."I've been thinking about it for a while, and though it's out of my comfort zone, I've always wanted to participate...." Her words trailed off, and I first thought it might be because she's shy about admitting such things, but then I realised she didn't have the words to finish her sentence."Threesomes and foursomes?" I finished what I presumed she wanted to say."Yeah... those.""This needs more discussion, Cassy. There's a lot that comes from sharing, and we're romantically involved; we need to ensure our bond is watertight before we share; otherwise, it might well be ou
Sebastian I put to bed that Cassidy probably would never want to share, swing... have threesomes and foursomes. It was just something I felt she didn't want to experience, but that all changed one night when Josh and Charlotte were over for dinner.It was Saturday night, Melody was at Tina's, and I had decided to invite them over to ensure the budding friendship between Cassidy and Josh remained steadfast.I didn't need the sharing thing, but I did need my assistant/girlfriend and my best friend/business partner to get along.The thing is, they were good at saving face, the pair of them agreeing to disagree on the previous falling out, but I needed to ensure that we could all work alongside one another.I was going places within King Enterprises, which meant I needed Josh to take on some of my old roles so I could step up to the plate of my new roles. This also meant Josh and Cassidy would need to work alongside one another whilst I wasn't there, and it also meant Josh now had an of
I don't want to lie, but I find it hard to find the words to explain that I was checking Josh out, based on memory, and the worst fact is I'll be sitting across the table from him all afternoon."I can't help you if you don't tell me what triggered you, Cassy.""Triggered?""Your anxiety, you do that with your hands when you're anxious," he nods to our now entwined hands."Oh, I. I was... mentally checking out Josh," I admit whilst stumbling over my words."Oh, you find him hot, do you?" He asks, almost sighing in relief as if my admittance was something he craved."You're not upset?" I ask."No, no, quite the opposite, actually. I'm into sharing, Cassy. But I wouldn't trust anyone other than my best friend. I never shared Beth with anyone other than Josh either.""Right," I nodded, looking at the restaurant he's now parking in front of. Josh and Charlotte are already standing outside, and my eyes catch sight of them pretty quickly.Yet Sebastian doesn't make the move from the car des
CassidySebastian gave Melody a choice of whether she'd like to go to Tina's and Geoff's or whether she'd like to stay home with the pair of us.Surprisingly, she chose to go to Tina's, so that's where we are now, dropping Melody off before we go for lunch with Josh and Charlotte."Nana!" Melody beams as she runs inside the house before us. I'm holding onto Sebastian for dear life, my anxiety rife as I walk into their home.It shouldn't give me anxiety, but knowing this is Beth's parents' home and that I'm the outsider does give me butterflies.I don't want to replace her, and I never would, but knowing that at some point down the line, there could be an opportunity to be Melody's mother, in the sense that that's how she sees me, makes me want to befriend her grandparents and forge a good relationship.This is new territory for me, and despite them being nice to my face at Jordan's party, I don't want to presume they like me.I think they do, but I've been wrong before, so I could alw
SebastianCassidy came to stay that Thursday with a small suitcase worth of clothes she decided to bring along. So I made space for her in the wardrobe and made dinner that night as she unpacked.Melody was so excited she wouldn't leave her side, playing with her blouses, skirts and high-heeled shoes as if this was something she had fantasised about on many occasions but hadn't had the opportunity to experience.I watch on with the largest smile I can muster up on my face.My daughter was happy... I was happy; Cassidy was most certainly happy. Her eyes were filled with a spark she had lacked in the months I had known her.Dinner that night was something.Melody ate as she always did, devouring the food I laid before her, but her eyes were crinkled with her smile, her cheeks so high that I was surprised she could see out of her eyes."This is lovely," Cassidy had told me, referring down to the beef bourguignon with cheesy mash and a glass of wine. "Where did you learn to cook?""My mot
Dressing in a pair of jeans and a tight white top.They were still talking and feeding the bunnies when I came out, so I decided to cook us all breakfast.Simple pancakes, bacon and fruit.And it's as if the smell of the breakfast summons the pair of them downstairs. They walk into the kitchen just as I'm assembling three plates of food; they're hand in hand, matching smiles on their faces."That smells so good," Cassidy tells me, walking to kiss my cheek as Melody helps herself up on her chair at the dinner table."Daddy makes the best pancakes," she admits."I can't wait to taste them," Cassidy grins.It seems they've become somewhat comfortable around one another since yesterday.I take the plates to the table with help from Cassidy, and then we sit and eat quietly, again reminding me of what's in my grasp. "I see Melody has shown you the bunny room," I point out when I'm finished with my food, sipping on my coffee now. Knowing full well that Melody's most prized possession is her
SebastianMelody climbs into bed much earlier than usual, her face full of tears and her eyes bloodshot."What's wrong, baby?" I ask her as I read the bedside clock; it's three am."My arm hurts," she tells me. Sniffling to make a massive point that she's crying because of it.She's stood beside my side of the bed; her tatty bunny teddy bear in hand as she wipes her cheeks.I reach into my bedside table, taking out a bottle of ibuprofen and paracetamol that I keep for cases of needing them this late at night, and then I flick on the bedside light to draw the correct amount into the syringes.Melody gasps, looking over my shoulder to Cassidy as I sit up and pool the bedding around my waist. Which reveals Cassidy lying beside me. "I'm sorry I didn't ask if it was okay for her to stay," I admit, holding out the first syringe for Melody.She takes the medication quickly, climbing in the bed beside me and crawling over me to sit between Cassidy and me."Here, some more, baby."She takes t
"Your house is beautiful," she tells me as I stalk over to her at the railing on the landing once I close Melody's door softly.I grab for her, picking her up as if she weighed nothing, and I walk us down to my bedroom.Through all the stress and the unknown from this afternoon, I need a release and the one person who can give me that is right before me.She doesn't argue, so I throw her down on my bed, flipping her over on her belly as I grab frantically at my belt, button and zipper.I barely have my cock out of its confinements before I press my head inside her slit while holding her panties aside so they don't rub on my shaft, and I thrust so hard, so deep, Cassidy grunts below me.I use a hand to cup her neck, pulling her back against me as I remain standing at the end of the bed.I do this for one of two reasons-the first is that I need to dominate her to rid this horrid anguish inside me. Second, I need to keep her screams down to a bare minimum so as not to wake Melody. And s
Sebastian This wasn't how I saw their first meeting going. But Cassidy had once again proved who she was and who she could be for us. Melody had to have a cast placed on her arm, and she cried out as they moved her arm straight to position her bones into the correct state. I couldn't do it; I couldn't bear my child's pain as I sat in panic mode, watching on as if through a pair of binoculars.But she soothingly spoke down to Melody, telling her stories of her farm, of her childhood."It's okay, Melody. I broke my arm once, too. I was riding a horse at my parent's farm, and he bucked, threw me so far ahead of him that I fell on my arm. They needed to cast it too, to mend my bones and make me better," she told Melody as she stroked her cheek, moving the hair that had dried onto her face with the snot from her nose from all the crying."Did they fix it all the way?" Melody whimpered as the lady started putting wet white plaster strips around her arm."They did; I had the cast for eight