"You should leave," Jason says after I put his breakfast on the counter. I get a text and check my phone. 'I miss you,' Sebastian's text reads. I smile and put my phone in my pocket. "You're right. I'm feeling particularly pent up. I'll leave after I finish eating. You should call Saiya when I leave." Once again, he gives me a long stare before directing his attention towards his food and replies. "That's not a good idea. I wouldn't want to talk to her while only being able to think about you." I take a seat beside him and bite into my egg sandwich. "Mh," is the only word I muster after relishing my awesome cooking.
I swallow and take a good look at Jason. There's no mistaking the muscles underneath his hoodie. His hair falls between his eyes and frames his face. His chest rises and softly falls with every breath he takes. His back is arched as he leans against the counter. Before I know it, I'm reaching out towards his face. One finger touches his face before he snatches my wrist in his hand.
He doesn't turn his head my way but directs his eyes and gives me a side glance. "Staring was one thing, touching is another," I try to pull away, but he has me in a firm grip. "You're one to talk about staring. Half of our conversations consist of you staring at me. Why do you do that anyway?" He turns his full body towards me. "The same reason anybody stares blankly. I'm thinking and analyzing."
"What is there to analyze when we're talking? I'm very direct. Besides, the staring can get creepy." He frowns. "Sorry. I'm not analyzing your words. I'm trying to figure you out. How you feel, act, and think. You're still an enigma to me."
"Right back at you. If I didn't hate you half of the time, maybe I'd try to look a little deeper," I joke. Another frown falls upon his face. "You hate me?"
"I hate that I don't," I reply. A vein appears on the top of his head. "There you go again, saying things I don't understand." I'm about to respond before I get another text. 'Leaving me on read? Cold,' Sebastian says with a sad emoji. My mouth lifts into a smile and I roll my eyes. I quickly texted him back. 'You won't be missing me for long,' I send with a winking face and look back up at Jason. He looks down at my phone. Cue another frown. He gives me a questioning look.
"I thought you were with-" I quickly cut him off. "I wish I hated you because it would be easier. You've tried to kill me, and have touched me in ways nobody has in years, but I'm not mad about it because you've enlightened me, and brought joy into my life. I'm actually having fun. You may be a jerk at times, but you have your moments. Let's not forget that you could've ripped my head off when you transformed yesterday. Speaking of which, is your transformation timed or something? When I first discovered what you were, you were shifted in the morning, but this time you shifted back before then."
I quickly hit Jason with a question to keep his mind off Sebastian's text. Jason ponders it for a while, and the effect I hoped the question would have on him is all but diminished when I get a text. I don't need to look at it to know who it is. "Are you going to answer that?" Jason looks at me with skepticism and judgment. "Are you going to answer my question?" Jason pins me with a stare, and I replicate the action. "I don't know. That's another question that we will have to ask Trevor. By the way, how is Keith dealing with all of this? Or have you not told him?"
"You're the last person I need lecturing me about withholding information from our significant others. What am I supposed to tell him? Oh, hey, I cheated on you but not willingly. I was compelled by some freakish mate bond that makes me extremely horny for my boss. Please understand the situation and don't break up with me."
"You can start by telling him you're still messing around with your previous hook-up." I laugh without a shred of humor. Only annoyance. "My relationship with Sebastian is none of your concern. But to ease your mind, I'll tell you our relationship isn't like that. Sebastian is just a friend who loves to playfully flirt. He was flirting before we hooked up. That's how he operates. So instead of putting your nose into my family and relationship issues, how about you think of a way that you're going to tell Saiya about all of this? Including the part where supernaturals exist and you're one of them. Oh, you can even get to the part where you tell her about your future wolf babies. I wonder how you guys will explain that to Mom and Dylan."
Jason emits a low growl telling me to back off. "Don't start something you can't finish. Wolf or not. Boss or not. Brother-in-law or not. I will put you in your place any and every time." I sternly tell him. Jason lunges at me but stops just short of grabbing my throat. "What, so you're going to choke me every time we have a disagreement? Well, I hate to inform you, but that's the basis of our relationship. Be careful, at the rate we're going I might develop a kink for it."
Jason pushes off the counter and leaves his spot on the stool. "Get out," he says with a kind of aggression I've yet to hear from him. I almost think I've gone too far before I shake off the thought. "With pleasure. You ought to start thinking about your future, Jason." I leave my sandwich behind and storm out of the house. While walking down the long hallway that leads to the elevator, I whip out my phone. 'Don't tease me,' Sebastian's text reads.
I don't fight the smirk that tugs at my lips. 'It's only a tease if I'm lying. On my way,' I quickly type back. He doesn't take long to respond. 'I'm at the firm,' I can hear the sternness and confusion through the text. 'Clearly, you're free enough to text me. Trust, I'll make this look seamless. Live a little.' I make it to the elevator and start my descent. '…okay,' His uncertainty is prominent, but I'm not the least bit worried.
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I pull into Sebastian's company's parking lot. I look at myself in my car mirror and ensure my makeup is intact. I made a pit stop at home and cleaned myself up. My red lipstick is a stark contrast to my midnight hair. My beige trench coat complements my hazel eyes and sets a nude tone with the white jeans and knee-high beige boots. My makeup is professional with it being minimal, yet just enough to make my features pop. My hair is blown out in waves that scrunch up to my lower mid-back. I enter the building and immediately make my way towards the receptionist.
She glances my way before a full smile encompasses her face as she makes full eye contact with me. My trench coat is elegant as its collar extends to just above my cleavage and contains a waistline so that it's not saggy like most would be. It sways as I strut with confidence. Busy people are milling around, and only a few cast me curious stares. "Ms. Heartfelt, It's been a while. It's strange. I don't have you or Mr. Madden scheduled for a meeting today." Her warm brown eyes are genuine.
"This is a rather spontaneous visit of the utmost importance. I have already informed Mr. Aldor."
"Perfect, I'll call him to confirm, and get back to you after a moment." It only takes a few seconds for Ms. Iona, the receptionist, to tell me to start heading up. I take the elevator to the very top floor. I walk down a hallway and knock on the office with double doors. "Come in," Sebastian's deep voice seeps its way into my body, and sends shivers throughout my body. "Do you always leave your door unlocked?" I immediately ask upon entry. "It's a nuisance to stand up to let somebody in," He types away at his computer. "And here I was thinking that I'm not just anybody," I grin and Sebastian does the same before finishing his typing. He looks up at me and his grin falls.
I'm worried for a moment before a small blush tints his cheeks. This makes me break out in a small laugh. "Did the great Mr. Aldor just blush?" I walk across his gigantic office which, is basically a miniature version of his home. This room also houses many bookshelves. He closes his laptop and smiles. "What can I say, you make me feel like a teenager again sometimes," I plant my butt in one of the chairs across his desk. "I can only imagine how tough it must've been to be such a looker in your prime. I'm sure you had your fair share of stalkers."
"Actually, it was the opposite. I was a complete nerd who stashed himself away in the library with an acne-ridden face."
"Ah, the joys of puberty," Sebastian chuckles. "Care to tell me why you aren't in my lap right now?" I smirk and lean back into the chair with an air of confidence. "If you want me, Sebastian, you'll have to get me. I went to you the past two times. It's time for you to start pulling your weight."
His eyes glint with mischief. "I play rough Heartfelt, so I hope you understand what you're in for when I bend you over this desk and fuck you senseless. The walls may not be thick enough to contain your moans." Who knew the men in my life could be so vulgar? I love his uncertainty when it comes to how soundproof these walls are. It shows that he hasn't screwed some other girl in here. This only proves to enhance my confidence. "Are you going to talk about it or are you going to do something about it?" A moment barely passes before I'm across the desk and on Sebastian's lap. I do a double-take and reevaluate his status as a human. He doesn't provide me much time to think before my stomach is on his legs and I'm bent over on his lap. A hand quickly comes racing down on my ass. I let out a surprise shriek. I've never been into BDSM but I have a feeling that it's Sebastian's forte.
"What the hell?" I say as an automatic response. "Did I tell you that you could speak?" He says in a gruff voice. I almost don't recognize it. "Excuse me, who the hell-" Another slap rings across my ass. Sebastian bends down to whisper in my ear. "Are you okay?" He says with genuine concern and compassion. I'm about to tell him hell no but quickly decide against it. Be open-minded, Soren. You may like this, and you don't want to ruin the mood. I take a deep breath and bury my dignity. "Yes," His reaction is immediate. "Then be a good girl and do as I say." He slides his hand down my back and cups my ass. "Fuck, gorgeous. You're killing me smallz," I can't help but laugh out loud. I don't have to look at him to know he's grinning. He slides my trench coat to the side, and says, "As amazing as your ass looks in these jeans and how your legs seem to stretch on for days in those boots, they're in my way."
"What do you want me to do about it?" I tell him with a bit of sass. "Stand up and strip for me," It's a direct order. I slowly get up and stand in front of him. In place of a wall is a gigantic window behind his desk. The light shines on my skin. I take off my coat, unbuckle my pants, and zip down my boots. I place the boot on his leg, unconcerned with whatever is on the bottom of it. He looks down at the boot then back up at me and cocks a brow. "Take it off," I command. Sebastian erupts in laughter, but I know it's not one of mockery. "Holy shit, gorgeous. I can't wait to make you beg on your knees." My anticipation builds from his promise. He slowly slides one boot off and I switch to the other. Once that boot is off, he grabs my waist and pulls me towards him. He looks up at me with a cheesy smile that makes my stomach flip. "Did you get all dolled up just for me?" He caresses the tips of my hair. "Maybe," I decide to stray from my usual straightforwardness.
"Mh," he hums as he drinks me in. He slowly slides my jeans down while maintaining eye contact with me. He lets the pants slide to the floor, and I step out of them. The slow and intimate vibe dissipates as he yanks me back down onto his lap so that my back is against his chest. His fingers immediately massage my vagina. I let out a breathy moan and whimper. He continues to tease me through my underwear. "Your pussy is so wet," His chest rumbles. He pulls something out of his desk, and I suddenly feel a cold lubricant on my vagina as he pulls my underwear aside. He sticks his finger in the opening of my vagina and spreads the lubricant across my vulva.
The cold lubricant makes me shiver. "Sorry, gorgeous. This will only take a moment," It's not long before Sebastian slips his fingers further inside of me. He toys with me, but I refuse to give him the satisfaction of hearing my moans. "Is there a reason you're being stingy with those moans?"
"You're going to have to do better than this to pull them out of me."
"Is that a challenge?"
"It's whatever you want it to be,"
"You know lovely, I never took you for a brat," He pulls his fingers out, and places my ass on his lap to where I'm facing him. He unclips my bra, and I let it slide off my arms. He doesn't waste time and starts sucking. The feel of his breath on my sensitive skin makes me twitch. He nips around my breasts and squeezes them. The lubricant from his hand makes his touch slippery and more sensational. "Get on your knees. Fuck my dick with those tits, and that bratty mouth of yours." I barely register my movements as I get off his lap and slide to the floor. Sebastian unbuckles his dress pants and takes his cock out. He takes the lead and squeezes my breasts around it before giving me the reins. I push my breasts up and down for a few strokes before I put his cock in my mouth.
A hardy groan escapes him as he throws his head back and entangles his fingers in my hair. "I don't think you understand how sexy you look right now. God, I'll be replaying this image in my head in all my dreams." His words give me the confidence to take all of him in. I love that Sebastian doesn't make me feel like an inexperienced thirty-year-old, which is what I am. I was never this comfortable with taking the lead, and most of the guys I was with were more focused on their own pleasure. I haven't done any kind of crazy positions or kinky shit. I've never done this, but he makes me feel like an expert.
Sebastian starts to thrust into my mouth. I regulate my breathing and make sure that my teeth don't scrape him. "Fuuckkk-" he draws out the word in pleasure. My body feeds off his moans. Between his thrusts and my pushing, my breasts are flying around his cock. We continue this for a while before Sebastian cums in my mouth. He slightly slides his cock out of my mouth so that I have room to take in all the cum that spurted out of him. I let my breasts drop and retract my face. I lick his tip to catch the remaining liquid before letting go. Despite nothing holding it up, it stands being that it's hard enough to keep itself there. I stare in momentary shock as I haven't had a guy not soften and need a few minutes to recuperate.
"Jesus, lovely. I've had a lot of dirty dreams about you, but none of them can encompass the real deal." I keep my sore jaw shut and can only manage a few pants. Sebastian completely takes his pants off before lifting me onto his desk. "It's your turn now," His desk is big enough for me to lie down, and have my legs hang. Sebastian nips and peppers my inner thigh before enveloping my vagina in his mouth. The moist feeling of his tongue instantly has me clamping. Sebastian goes against my legs to reach up for air. "As much as I wouldn't mind dying in between your legs, you're really going to kill me if you continue to do that," he playfully chuckles.
A small blush tints my already rosy face. "Sorry," I say timidly. I don't even recognize my own voice. It's husky, sultry, and downright lewd. Sebastian is also thrown off by it if his stunned face is anything to go by. "I never would've imagined that I'd be able to see a timid, sexified version of you. You're acting so libidinous, it's straining my cock." Sebastian digs into his desk drawer again and pulls out a condom. "Do you have one at every location?" I say, unimpressed, but it doesn't affect him. "Of course not. I have multiple," I mock glare at him, but can't help the smile that tugs at my lips. Sebastian doesn't give a warning before he pushes into me. A pleasurable moan escapes my throat. "That's the sound I've been wanting to fucking hear this whole time,"
Sebastian's thrusts are fast and sensual. He ravages my breasts and fingers my clit as he pounds into me. A string of moans erupts from my vocal cords and suddenly I can't hold myself back. "That voice of yours could rival a siren, lovely. Those breathy moans are in every man's wet dream." His words make him that much more pleasurable. He grabs my legs and places them on top of his shoulders and pushes deeper. Suddenly, Sebastian pulls out and I whimper at the loss of his body heat and touch. "Don't worry, my hands aren't going to stay off you for long."
He gently lifts me up from the desk before carrying me by my inner thigh with my back facing him. He presses me against the window and quickly starts to fuck me. The cool glass feels amazing against my skin. Seeing millions of tiny people down there makes this feel more erotic. "If only all of those people down there could see what a lewd face you're making right now." I focus on my reflection in the glass window and can't believe it's me. I look away, unable to continue looking at such a filthy expression on my face.
"Don't look away lovely. Soak it in and see how absolutely gorgeous you look right now." Sebastian stops pounding my insides for a moment. He holds my right leg up and lets my left leg softly drop. He turns my head and forces me to face that unfamiliar woman in the window. "Look at her, admire her. Isn't she exquisite?" Sebastian continues to thrust but from an angle this time as he extends my right leg into the air. "Fuck, Sebastian!" I moan out his name. "Yes, gorgeous. Keep looking at your expressions." My head is cloudy and I can't even begin to describe the expressions that make themselves apparent with every thrust. My nipples are rock hard as they press against the glass and my breath fogs up the glass momentarily before it disappears.
I stimulate my clit to progress my climax. It works as it doesn't take much more time until I'm at an orgasm. Sebastian doesn't cum but he gives me a break. He carries me to his chair and spreads my legs on his lap. "Ride me, baby," I'm hesitant, unsure what to do. "Um, I've never done this before," Surprise is prominent on Sebastian's face before a look of soft understanding spreads. "Just follow my rhythm," He grabs my waist and slowly rolls my hips in sync with his thrusts. It's the most intimate we've been since we started having sex. The pace is slow and our eyes lock. "Do you think you have it locked down?" I hesitantly nod my head. "You'll be fine. There's no physical way that you can turn me off right now," That draws a small chuckle out of me. His hands stay on my waist and we don't look away from each other.
My moans come out softer and my breathing slowly starts to steady. I roll my hips and slowly drop on his cock with every forward hip roll. We slowly get closer and I lean into him and bend my arms on his shoulders. He pulls me closer and we passionately and slowly kiss. A far cry from our previous heated session two seconds ago. It's a different kind of feeling. One I'm sure Sebastian has been trying to avoid. I lean into the kiss and release a breathless sigh. This must trigger something in him because he pulls away from the kiss and carries me onto the elongated couch pressed against the wall. He places me on my back and I wrap my legs around his waist. The position is intimate yet distant. I wrap my arms around his neck and he holds my waist. He keeps our faces distant but our bodies close.
He kisses the side of my neck that doesn't have the mark and peppers my neck. He flips me onto him and I start to ride him more aggressively. He slightly elevates his upper torso and gently pushes me down towards him and sucks on my flying nipple as it bounces with every thrust. A knock announces itself on Sebastian's office door. "Mr. Aldor, your sister is waiting for you in the lobby," His secretary's voice rings through the door. I signal for Sebastian to stop but instead he quickens his pace. I cover my mouth and desperately try to hold in my cries of pleasure. "Tell her I'll be right down," Sebastian sounds as if he's completely unaffected. "Yes, sir."
A few moments pass before I climax and release a loud moan. "Soren," Sebastian says in a gritty huff as he also reaches his own climax. I fall onto his chest and we're both left a panting mess. "You were amazing, gorgeous." I nuzzle his neck before speaking. "Thank you. I needed this…needed you. Your words of affirmation helped more than you know." He pets my head and kisses my forehead. "I didn't say anything that wasn't true." We stay like that for moments.
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"I'm so thankful for buying lipstick that doesn't smear," I pat myself on the back. "Personally, I like it when you look like you've been thoroughly fucked." Sebastian grabs me by my waist and pulls me in. "Oh, yeah?" I hum before Sebastian places a satisfactory kiss on my lips. "I'll walk you down. I have to meet my sister anyway," I nod my head, and give myself a once-over. After a quick brush, my hair looks the same as when I came in. I'll definitely be going back to the guy who did my hair if it could survive sex like this. Sebastian didn't give me a hickey anywhere visible so I'm also okay in that regard. I spritz myself with perfume. "You look great, lovely,"
"I'm not taking advice from a man who thinks I look better after having sex," Sebastian chuckles before wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. "Then take it from the CEO of a fashion company when I say that you look fantastic," After a quick peck on the cheek, Sebastian makes his way towards the door and holds it out for me. I'm momentarily stunned by the intimate act but brush it off. We don't talk until we are back at the receptionist. Sebastian's sister looks exactly like him. It's almost creepy. "Is she your twin or are your genetics that strong?"
"The latter," he grins proudly. I jokingly roll my eyes at his goofiness. "Take care of yourself, Mr. Aldor,"
"You too, Ms. Heartfelt." I nod my head goodbye to Ms. Iona and acknowledge Sebastian's sister's presence to be courteous before jumping in my car. Before I drive, I lean back in my seat and sigh with content. My smile quickly fades as the familiar burning of the mark heats my skin and the searing pain creeps into my bones.