"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
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
"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
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
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
SebastianI had to prepare Melody ahead of time; I didn't want to ambush her, yet I knew there wasn't a chance out of hell that I'd be able to keep myself from touching Cassidy.Though I'd promised myself to keep the PDA to a bare fucking minimum.Mind you, the conversation was anything but what I presumed it would be as we rode over to Josh's in my car."There's going to be someone special at the party that I'd like you to meet," I admitted fifteen minutes before we got to Josh's."Your girlfriend?" She asked with more sass than I believed my beautiful six-year-old owned.I assessed her in the rearview mirror, noting she was smiling and relaxed, which threw me through a loop."Yes, my girlfriend... how'd-?" I stopped my question, chuckling when she rolled those beautiful brown orbs that matched mine."I've spent every weekend with Nana for weeks. You were busy..." she answered more like a teenager than a six-year-old. "Are you upset, Melody?" I asked, needing to know how to work thr
I can't fucking read my own child, and that scares the fucking hell out of me.Charlotte puts Jordan down at Melody's movement to run off, and the pair of them run away to the climbing frame that they love to explore on but not before she smiles back at us. "Well, that was something," Tina remarks."Don't worry about her cold demeanour; Sebastian has rubbed off a little too much on her," my mother says whilst reaching for Cassidy in a show of support."Okay," Cassidy can only remark as she watches Melody with wide and hungry eyes. She obviously wanted more from their first meet, and I did too, but we have to take this at Melody's pace and trust that she'll open up in time.Still, I hadn't expected my child to come off so... cold."She likes you," I reveal, kissing her cheek because I wholly believe that. "How do you know?" "She's my daughter, she smiled. That means she likes you." I lie.The truth is, I don't know how Melody feels, but I plan to ask her about it later. "I won't d
SebastianMelody keeps her distance with Jordan. At first, I just presumed they were playing as they always have, but I noticed her strange behaviour.Every once in a while, she would move closer, making Jordan move around the garden with her, her attention never being with him though. But I realised after the third time that she was circling the garden watching 'us' as we moved around.My hand hadn't left Cassidy's, which was aiding her in the mundane talk with all the adults here at the party.I introduced her to everyone as my girlfriend, so there wasn't one ounce of confusion.And as I said, I was watching Melody, who was following us in a large circle of the garden.We sat down at the table with my parents and Beth's parents, and Melody skipped over, climbing in my lap, cuddling into my chest much as she always does. But she was facing Cassidy, staring at her unwaveringly as I cradled her hand with my own on my left leg."How's work going?" Geoff was asking me, and I tried to an
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