Sebastian My Dearest Seb, I would ask how you are, but I think I know the answer to that already.I'm not sure how much time has passed since I left you, but I trust you've taken this step in your own time and at your own pace.As you are probably now aware, I've been working extremely hard during the evenings whilst you've been sleeping with Melody. I knew I needed to get things done, that the 'I's' required dotting and the 't's' needed crossing.This isn't the life I wished for us, but nevertheless, it is the life bestowed upon us, and it is now, as I'm planning your future, that you realise what I've been working towards all along. God had been guiding me, Seb...I know you don't believe it, but I do, and it's now, in the face of leaving you, that I know why my drive was so high and why I am adamant about being successful.Everything is signed over to you: the houses, my businesses, all equity gained from my investments, but what you are not currently aware of is the life insur
Sebastian "Seb," Bethany calls as I walk down the hall to our bedroom after gruesomely arguing with my toddler as I put Melody down for the night.She's sat on her chair just inside our bedroom door, much as she has been since she appeared. Her legs crossed, hands in her lap as she looks at me sternly. "My love," I can't help but grin, knowing that we'll have the night to ourselves, that we can reminisce and talk for as long as my body allows me to stay awake this evening."You need to be more forgiving with Melody; she's missing me," she warns, her distaste for my previous short temper evident. She always did disfavour my temper when it got the better of me. Sighing, I sit on the bed, facing her as I have done every night since she appeared. Her beautiful face beamed back at me as she tried not to smile despite her evident anger. I play with her, smirking to myself, encouraging her lack of control as she beams at me before shaking her head. I always was able to make her bashful,
Anger Two Months LaterSebastian"Who are you talking to, Seb?" my father asks as he stands in the hallway, the dim nightlight plugged into the hallway socket lighting him up as if he were from the underworld, which could be a high probability. "No one," I deny his accusation, sitting up in my bed as I look at the bedside clock.Five-thirty am."Liar," he spits, walking into the room and kicking at the rocking chair; glass crashes, banging on the floor, making me look over the end of the bed and to the twelve or so bottles surrounding the chair."She's gone, son," my father tells me, devoid of emotion. His words instantly anger me, but I chuckle instead, throwing my head back to look at the darkened ceiling. I allow the laughter to fill me up, and only when it's dispersed freely do I lift my head to face the man before me. "No, she's not," I tell him, venom filtering through my tone, my tongue slurring the words offensively. "Yes, she is son," he reiterates. I shake my head in d
Sebastian"It's lovely to see you again, Seb. How have you been?" Laura, the shrink, asks me as I take a seat opposite her in the barely decorated room that she uses for such sessions within her home.It's white and bare in here, which is a massive contrast to the rooms I've walked through to return to her office.Laura is a middle-aged woman with blonde hair, voluptuous. She is pretty in an understated kind of way, and she's vibrant; her house portrays that, yet this room is as mundane and as dull as they come. "Things have... passed," I admit.I've always found it terribly hard to talk, emotions not having been something my father taught me whilst I grew up. In his words, a man should be the pillar of strength. And it is expected that he remains the strength whilst the woman falls apart repeatedly.Yet I have no woman now, so..."It's been a few months since we last saw each other; how has the grieving process been treating you?" She asks me, hitting the nail on the head as to why
Sebastian"Are you happy, Beth?" I ask aloud as I shower. "You should be; I'm going out tonight," I announce sourly. I'm not sure why I'm blaming her; it's not as if she asked...Heck, what am I saying?Of course, I know why I'm upset with her. It's because she left me again, and I'm going out to spite her.Getting ready for the evening seems somewhat surreal because it's been a good while since I've done anything for myself. But there's no point in moping around the house alone whilst Tina has Melody. I don't think my mind would like where it wanders.So I shower and trim my newfound beard, letting the dark hair stain my face as I run in some oil Beth had once gotten me for Christmas through it.I also gel my hair back for the first time in months. Yet the man staring back at me in the mirror isn't someone I recognise.His eyes are sunken and hold a pain like no other. A pain that once upon a time I had never dreamed of, but now I'm walking alongside as if we were the best of friends
SebastianWe crash through the door, our lips connected as I grab ahold of her waist, pulling her body back against mine as I lift her up, encouraging her legs around my waist in booze-filled excitement and trepidation.I push her against the wall, closing the door to ensure our privacy in this moment of... intimacy—my hand splays beside her pretty face, which I've studied many times.Her cute button nose, thick lips and pronounced chin are all characteristics I've seen for many years.Her tongue darts out, moistening her lips in her usual nervous trait, yet it encourages me to suck it into my mouth, tasting her saliva that still has the lingering taste of a Cosmo.I haven't kissed this way in a while, in fact..."Seb," she says, pulling at my hair as I drop my face in her breasts, kissing my way down between the valley of her mounds.They are far larger than..."Suck my nipples," she requests, waylaying my thoughts for a second time.I kiss the skin there, smelling the sweet scent of
BargainingSebastianBargaining commences after a fitful few hours of sleep; I beg the god I never believed in to give me back my wife, my life. Our life.I sit on my knees at the end of my bed, much as Beth would, praying, begging the man upstairs.How could he do this?What was the purpose in making her and I suffer so?Did my wavering faith cause my loss of Beth?Was this a proportionate punishment in an effort to highlight my lack of faith?My head is splintering in two, the paracetamol isn't working, and I'm more than still way past drunk. I feel as sick as a dog.And my knuckles are still bleeding, the red liquid staining the hand towel scarlet as it covers the gruesome-looking cuts that I can't stomach to look at.I'm starting to think I should take a trip to the hospital, thinking perhaps I did more damage than I initially thought, but I can't bring myself to leave the confines of my room.What was I thinking going out like that?Who am I now?Who am I becoming?No wonder my f
ResentmentSebastianResentment comes in the following hours as Josh sits beside me in the accident and emergency department as I await stitches to be placed in my knuckles.I created more damage than I thought, punching my way through some sort of vessel that hadn't stopped bleeding.They've numbed me up, and I'm waiting for that to take effect before being taken back again.I'm not too fond of it here, the sterility of the place; I've never liked hospitals and probably never will. But considering recent events, I hate them even more.That's why I internalise my hatred for myself, jumping on the bandwagon of self-loathing, as that might fix everything that's wrong in my life."You're an idiot. Why didn't you reach out? You must have known we'd be here for you," Josh admonishes me, bringing me out of my sour thoughts only to verbalise my self-loathing of my situation."What was I to say? 'Hey, Josh. I want to drink myself into oblivion because my wife's dead and buried?'"He gives me
Sebastian comes to stand beside me, and Tina lets go of my hand to pick up the little girl I've only seen in photos up until now.She's beautiful, looking just like Sebastian. Thick brown hair, gorgeous eyes, and a cheeky grin that she greets everyone with as if she knows she is an extraordinary girl. Which she is, don't get me wrong.Until she looks at me standing beside her father, and she frowns."What's your name?" She asks me, obviously not having recognised me, and she appraises her father-Sebastian. His hand is around my waist, holding tight as he usually does.I don't know why, but knowing she doesn't know who I am hurts just a little."I'm Cassidy," I tell her. Reaching my hand out to shake hers as if this were a business meeting. She takes my hand in her own and shakes it firmly before grinning so beautifully that I think my heart breaks at her beauty. "Melody," she tells me, then turns away and struggles down to the floor.Charlotte puts Jordan down, too, and the pair of t
CassidySebastian and I explore our relationship on the weekends as Melody spends time with her grandparents. It's been around four months now since that day he spanked me in his office, and I've enjoyed getting to know him on a deeper level.And the sex... yeah, I've never had sex like the sex Sebastian offers me.Some days, he'll love me like a typical boyfriend. On other days, he ensures I feel every single bit of pleasure he can rake through my body as I'm bound or held up against a wall like an object to be devoured.I hate to say it, but I prefer those times. The pleasure leaves me feeling complete and whole.He also showed me his caring side, and though I was upset that he paid off my mortgage in total, I saw that as him showing me he would care for me.I both hated and loved the way he ensured my housing safety. But things are about to change; Sebastian wants me to meet Melody, and I'm petrified.He made plans for today, Saturday. It's Josh's son's birthday, and Sebastian pl
"Without your agreement, there wouldn't be scenes; there would be no punishments or rewards. Without you... there would be no us," I murmur quietly, pushing her back on the bed where she falls, her legs instantly parting for me."Why do you like BDSM?" She asks."Many reasons. Pleasure, pain... control. Watching you coming undone beneath my fingers only for me to put you back together again.""How do I have control?" She asks."You give your body to me," I grin, lying between her legs, kissing along the inside of her thigh. "That pleases me to no end. But the pleasure I give you makes me needy; it makes me feel powerful.""And the punishments?""Did you like it when I spanked you in my office? Did you like receiving my pain in that way?" I chuckle."Mmm... yes, I did. Very much so.""I took that hurt out on your body, and we both climaxed for it," I smile, crawling up her body and catching her free hand."Why bind me?""Control, again, only to pleasure you. Us. The both of us. Do you
SebastianI hate to admit it, but I understand where Josh comes from. He feels betrayed by Cassidy, and he can't keep his opinions to himself for fear something would happen on his watch, and he hadn't said anything. I'm upset; of course I am. But I'm also honoured that he'd try to protect me.But I won't allow him to hurt the girl I'm most certainly irrevocably in love with.Christ, I don't know how I fell so hard and quickly, but... it's there dictating my life at every corner as she invades my senses, my decisions... my concentration. I search for Cassidy, catching her leaving the foyer and heading outside, so I follow in a hurry. Her hair flows behind her as I watch her bottom shake with that jiggle I love."Cassy..." I call her as she walks through the gardens full of trees and flowers that have bloomed bright and smell wonderful."It's okay, Sebastian.""It's not, I'm so sorry he's being such a dick...""I lied, and that must have hurt you. He's only being a good friend to you
"I'm sorry..." Josh notes, looking at me with troubled eyes as Sebastian makes him wither in his gaze. "I didn't mean to make it seem as if you didn't matter; I was just making it known that I don't thinkyou'll cope well with the paps that follow Sebastian's every move. And trust me, after four years of staying out of the public eye... they're hungry for a story. Any story, and I don't see your relationship being kept under wraps.""Just remember she's a person too," Sebastian growls unhappily, changing the dynamic of our interaction as he demands Josh act differently around me."It's okay," I soothe Sebastian despite agreeing with him that Josh hurt my feelings."It isn't. Besides, I love this shy girl..." he pointedly talks over to Josh as if those words aren't momentous. I still, again, not knowing what to do with those three little words that he hadn't muttered to me. And I think Josh and Charlotte know that, too. And for a long moment, I see the realisation hitting them smack b
CassidySeb closes the room door almost as soon as we pass over the threshold, dumping the bags in the little nook obviously placed for them and then he stalks towards me as if he's starved and needs to touch me. I'm up and wrapped around his waist, my ankles crossing over to keep me in place as I press myself to him in a moment of need.We kiss like we have been doing for weeks, our mouths open and our tongues exchanging saliva as he presses me against the wall of the bathroom."I want to try something new..." he tells me through kisses to my neck, pulling away as if he might be planning my demise by way of orgasms."What is it?" I sigh breathlessly, grinding my clit against him to find any friction possible."I want to tie you up..."And that has my anxiety jumping up a notch, and I'm grasping for any excuse not to lay on the bed and allow him to have his kinky way with me.I just can't be trapped... that scares me more than anything else we've tried together."We have afternoon te
Sebastian"It's so pretty here," Cassidy grins up to me as we sit on the moist grass atop a hill through my favourite wooded area, not a twenty-minute drive from my home.She's wearing a white silk blouse and suit pants that she shouldn't have worn for a place like this, but I never told her our destination, and I don't think she believed we would be sitting in the chilling night air watching the stars float in the sky above us.This is one of the most honoured places that Beth had shown me, and now I'm showing Cassidy on the night that I asked her to be mine.I've been procrastinating for an age, sitting here quietly as she looks out over the expanse of deep night sky."It's a special place for me.""Thank you so much for bringing me here then," she tells me despite me not elaborating on why I find this place special.It's been a week since she admitted about my father's involvement to make her help me get over Beth, and it's been an upsetting seven days having the knowledge she's mi
"No.""Then you see, I had to go about things a little... less favourably.""I like her, father. I really like her, but you're hanging over us like a looming fucking guillotine. I can't trust you with her now.""Nonsense, I've known the girl's family for years. Do you not remember the Drew's?" He asks me, walking to his bookshelves, where he pulls a photo album from one of the top shelves."No..." I murmur, but I'm looking back through my life now, wondering if I know Cassidy.He thrusts a book toward me, opened on a page of a young couple with a little girl standing in our yard at one of the dinner parties my mother used to throw.I don't recognise the little girl, but I do recognise the couple. I hadn't seen them that long ago... and it's now I realise that the woman on Cassidy's phone is the same as before me right now."They were at Beth's funeral," I murmur aloud when the memory surfaces. They were in my house, telling me how utterly sorry they were that Beth was gone. But Cassi
SebastianI had every intention of leaving Cassidy last night to head home, but she had other ideas, and so we found ourselves on her immaculate sofa that felt as if it had never been sat on.She was clinging to me as if her life depended on it, and we cuddled as I lay behind her, watching a show on Netflix she was obviously into.But that quiet time gave me time to think and overthink I did.I'd jumped that hurdle, was able to have sex without emotional feelings of guilt or upset, and I enjoyed every time we fucked. But I didn't bring condoms, and I know that was a huge mistake on my behalf. One that I wouldn't be repeating.I'd love another kid, but the thought of doing that now when I have the predicament of allowing my two worlds to collide already is something that scares me.I love my daughter, and though Melody is gagging to have someone like Cassidy to call mum, I know I need to protect her from the heartache of losing someone else.So, as I pressed my hand below Cassidy's tho