The doorbell rings and Alayna walks in followed by Gary and Tina.
“Let’s do this!” Gary shouts. “Get ready to come up with the best fundraiser Sawson has ever seen.”
“Chill out, G. We barely have a budget.” I tell him through a laugh, giving him a hug.
“Well, with that attitude, we don’t.”
“No, we actually don’t.” I confirm.
“Oh shit.”
“Yeah! That’s why it’s so hard.”
We start throwing around ideas and an hour later, we narrowed down our options: a themed dance, a carnival, or a concert.
The doorbell rings and Selena stands up. “Oh! Jax is early.”
“Jax is her boyfriend, right?” Gary asks. “The tall, dark, and handsome one? Hates everyone except for Selena?
“Yep. Hey! You’re a good listener.” I tell Gary.
“Isabel.” Selena says and I turn to see her standing nervously next to Sebastian.
“What’s he doing here?” Sebastian asks, scowling at Gary, which just pisses me off more.
“Isa told you I’m gay. There’s a higher chance I’m into you, big boy.” Gary taunts, causing the girls to laugh. I stay quiet, too annoyed to laugh.
“Don’t be, please.” Sebastian places a paper bag on the table between us all.
I’m sitting on the floor while the rest are on couches. Sebastian sits behind me and pulls me between his legs, to his chest. I sit rod straight, leaving a good amount of space between his chest and my back. Regardless, he keeps his hands on my hips. I’ve always hated being the center of attention or causing a scene, so I let him do this as I ignore him. He leans into my neck and gently places three kisses under my ear.
“Besides, I’m taken.” He adds. Asshole. Saying to my friends he’s taken but to his friends, he’s not.
“Excuse me.” I get up and go to my room.
“Isabel.” He follows and closes the door.
“Why are you here?” I turn to him.
He frowns at my question. “I promised you I’d help.”
“Are you serious? You’re acting like everything is okay after how you’ve treated me in the last two days?”
“Isabel, I had a bad few days. So what? I’m here to help you come up with an amazing idea for the fundraiser. When everyone leaves, we can talk.”
“No, I want you gone.” I force out even though it’s the last thing I want.
I want him. Always and only him. Why doesn’t he feel the same for me? It’s not fair.
“No, I want to help.”
“And I don’t want your help.”
“You might need it.”
“We’re good.” I cross my arms.
Shrugging, he goes back to the living room. “So, what are the options you came up with?”
“A themed dance, a carnival, or a concert.” Tina responds.
“None of those options would work. It’s Sawson. We already have the most extravagant concerts, dances, and carnivals. Anything less than Beyoncé and you won’t sell tickets. And Beyoncé is not in the budget.”
“But won’t people come for the good cause anyways?” Selena asks.
Sebastian laughs out loud. “The people here don’t care about charity. It’s a sad reality. They’ll only support a charity if it’s a big one which would benefit their business’s image, which isn’t the case here.”
“So, what do you suggest?” Tina ask.
“Vodka.” He takes a bottle out of the bag and pours us all a shot.
“Why did you bring Vodka?” Gary asks on behalf of all of us.
“Well, George, this is marketing. The more we drink, the more creative we get, and the better the ideas become.”
“It’s Gary.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He waves his hand like it doesn’t matter.
“Dude, why don’t you like me? Afraid you’ll fall for me instead?” Gary winks.
“Nah, you’re not my type. Petite blondes are.” Sebastian winks at me and I roll my eyes. He releases a low chuckle in response.
Several shots later and a lot less sober, the ideas become more exciting.
“I know!” Alayna jumps on the couch. “Let’s get Ryan Gosling, Joe Manganiello, and Brad Pitt to come! Oh my god, I would pay a million dollars to lick their abs.”
I laugh at Alayna’s very horny expression. “You need to get laid, girl.”
“That’s what I keep telling her!” Selena says looking at Alayna. “Besides, Brad Pitt does not have abs anymore”
“Brad Pitt in Troy has abs and so Brad Pitt in Troy will be the Brad coming to Sawson.” Alayna responds proudly.
Sebastian has shifted closer and closer and now his hand is stroking the back of my neck and it feels so good. Drunk me doesn’t stop him. Drunk me misses him and worst of all, drunk me is horny.
“We can always give massages?” Tina suggests.
“No, you don’t want to touch creepy old men, trust me.” Gary says.
“We’re going about this the wrong way. Don’t think about the event first, think about the audience. Who do we want to target?”
“Anyone and everyone?” Alayna says.
“Nope, that’s too broad for the small budget. Target a specific group. Older men are out of the question. They’re too busy working and I don’t even want to think about what would get these men paying. Then there are young women, but they don’t have unlimited spending like their mothers do. And the mothers in Sawson are spoilt.”
“So, we want to target older women in Sawson?” I ask.
“Why not?” Sebastian responds. “They have unlimited spending and they use it on useless things all the time. Now, what do older women in Sawson want?” I can see it in his eyes, he has an idea.
“Botox?” Gary says.
“Yes, but we can’t offer that.”
“A hot pool boy?” Tina adds.
“Bingo.” Sebastian says.
“You want to offer a pool cleaning service?”
“No, how about a date auction? These millionaire cougars would definitely pay to go on a date with a younger man. We’ll get thirty guys to join and we can start the bidding at $2000. That’s an easy $60,000.”
“Holy shit.” I respond, straightening. “We need $75,000 to pay off the debts.”
“Sell each ticket for $200. People will pay for that here, trust me.”
I call Sally and tell her our idea and she loves it. “Amazing! She wants to do it.”
“Yes!” Gary reaches for the vodka, but Sebastian slaps his arm away.
“Nope, now that the creative part is over. We sit and come up with a plan. We need to decide on the venue, date, budget, themes.”
And we do. For the next three hours, and three because we had to sober up first, we come up with a plan.
Sebastian goes to the bathroom at one point and my friends stare at me.
“Just friends with benefits, huh?” Alayna asks with arched eyebrows. “That guy looks at you like you hung the moon.”
“Things have been intense. Recently, his friend asked him if he was single and he said yes. Then right afterwards, he tells me I’m his. Then, Selena calls him my boyfriend-”
“Sorry!” She says for the millionth time.
“All good.” I wink at her. “But then he freaks out and literally leaves without saying bye and yesterday I saw him shouting on the phone. I asked him what was wrong, and he just said he has to go. Then he shows up here.”
“Woah. Drama overload. Then today he tells us that he’s taken!” Gary adds.
“See my confusion?” I say exasperated.
“He definitely likes you. It’s obvious.” Alayna says.
“He never treated you like one of his random women, I told you that before.” Selena adds. “I just think you guys need to talk and DTR.”
“DTR?” Tina asks.
“Define the relationship, duh.” Gary explains.
“Right.” Tina nods. “Is it weird that I don’t know this stuff?”
“Just a bit.” Gary pats her knee. “But we still love you.”
“Have you guys ever talked about your situation?” Alayna asks me.
“We don’t really talk about what we are. We just … are.”
“And do you want that?” Tina asks but I don’t want to answer.
“She wants more … but she’s scared.” Selena answers on my behalf.
“It’s just … I’m so happy right now, at least I was before we complicated it with labels. I don’t want to lose what we had. It was magical.”
“Yeah, but you want more. I’m not saying you can’t do a friends with benefits thing. I’ve done it and it worked.” Tina says. “But it was nothing like you two.”
“Yeah, and if you want more, ask for it. You do want more, right?” Alayna asks.
“Yes, I want him to be mine, officially.” I respond immediately.
“Then tell him.” Alayna continues. “Don’t not do it cause you’re afraid he doesn’t want more as well. And if he doesn’t want more, then he doesn’t deserve you.”
“I know. That’s the thing. I’m aware of everything you guys are saying. A part of me wants to confront him but the other part wants to fuck it and stay silent cause I don’t want to lose him. I’d rather stay like this and keep him than ask him to go official and lose him. How pathetic is that?”
“You’re not pathetic at all, baby girl.” Selena says with a smile. “You’re only human. I don’t imagine a situation where he would say no.”
The bathroom door opens, and I trip as I make my way back to the couch. Sebastian finds me on the floor. He tilts his head in confusion and leans down to pull me up.
“Anyways, it’s getting late, so I think we’re going to head home.” Tina and Gary stand up and say their farewell. Alayna follows then Selena leaves to meet Jax.
As soon as it’s Sebastian and I, my nerves take hold of me. He looks at me and I look at him. Releasing a deep sigh, he grabs me from the back of my neck and pulls me to him, wrapping his arms around me.
“You can’t just act like everything is fine.” I mumble against his chest.
“Everything is fine.” He responds. “It was a business issue that got out of hand.”
Why would a business issue cause him to freak out when Selena called him my boyfriend? I want to ask, I do. But my fear of the aftermath chokes me. Is it bad that I want to keep him for a little bit longer? That I want to enjoy his warmth, kisses, and affection a bit more? I’ve craved affection ever since I was a child. And when it’s given to me, I’m an addict. I let him lie to me even if my heart hurts. I wrap my hands around his waist and soak in his scent, warmth, and comfort.
“I’m sorry about the last two days.” He whispers to me then lifts my face to look at me.
I smile at him.
“There she is.” He says with a smile then kisses my lips softly. “What’s your favorite food?”
“Huh?” I respond, confused about the change of topic.
“Favorite food?”
“Dumplings.”
“Okay, what kind?”
“Shrimp, prawn, chicken, beef, pork, all of it.”
“Where’s the best place you can get that in Sawson?” He asks, moving us to the couch and placing me on his lap so that I’m straddling him.
“Oh, Plum Rose for sure! How come?”
“I want to get your favorite food as a proper apology.”
“It’s probably closed Sebastian.” I take his face in my hands. “It’s like ten thirty at night.”
He frowns, then picks up his phone and texts someone.
“Seb?”
“Yep, sorry.” He puts his phone down and wraps his arms around me roughly so that I’m pulled into him.
“Seb!” I laugh as I fall boobs first into his face.
“I’m in heaven! Your tits are phenomenal.” He snuggles them.
“You comfortable down there?” I ask, holding his head to me.
“Very.” His eyes are closed, arms wrapped tightly around me. “Favorite color?”
“Huh?”
“Favorite color, Bella?”
“Purple. You?”
“Don’t have one.” He responds, now moving his face marginally against my right breast, causing my nipple to tighten.
“S-Seb.”
“Favorite flowers?” He asks and turns his face to slowly caress my nipple with his lips. My lace bra and cotton top do very little to ebb the effect on my body.
“Flowers?” Sebastian demands, smacking my ass lightly with one hand.
“Seb.” I moan, loving the effect the spank has on my body. I grind down on him, but he halts all movements and holds my face so that he’s looking straight at me.
“If you do not answer my questions, I will stop touching you.”
He holds my hands behind my back and finally takes my shirt off to rub his nose against my breast.
“I love how sensitive you are here, it’s incredible.” And he’s right, my nipples are rock hard. I’m dying to grind on him but he’s holding me tight with his right hand on my hip while the left holds my hands behind my back. He moves and stares at my breasts. He sits there for maybe twenty seconds, just staring at them as my nipples ache for his touch.
“Sebastian, you’re torturing me.” He spanks me again. Why does that make me so hot?
“Then answer me. Favorite flowers?” He says softly still staring at my breasts.
“Oriental Lilies.” I respond.
He grunts and leans forward. He licks around my nipple, torturing me.
“Keep your hands there.” He demands as he moves away from my breasts and tongues his way to my neck, but I need him on my nipples.
I release my hands and grab his face and pull him to my breasts. “Plea-” Sebastian yanks my hands behind my back and uses my bra to tie them together.
“Favorite movie?” He asks, trailing kisses from my neck to my ear, where he sucks my lobe in softly before nipping it with his teeth. “Fucking delicious, every inch of your body.”
“Movie?” He pulls my hair backwards with one hand, his other still holding me in place. He places rough kisses on my neck, licking and sucking, leaving his mark on me as usual. I push down against him needing friction.
I don’t want him to stop, so I answer.
“G-Gone from the wind.” I respond when he forces my neck to the side, attacking it like a mad man. He moves his arm from my hip and grabs my ass and pulls me into him, providing some needed friction.
“Yes!” I release, but he stops our gyrations almost immediately.
“Favorite show?”
“Sebastian!” I struggle against him, but it’s futile. “Why are you doing this?”
“I want your body. I want to lick, smell, suck, and taste every inch of you. I want to savor it, take it slow. But you, my angel,” he says roughly, tugging my hair back to look me in the eye, “get so wet for me so quickly that I never have time to worship you. Tell me your favorite show, Bella. Because as much as I want your body, I also want to know what’s in here.” He taps my head.
Why does he demand all of me when he doesn’t give me half of him?
My emotions threaten to overwhelm me, but before they can, he lifts my body so that my abdomen is in front of his face. He does like he said he would and covers every inch of me with kisses.
“Criminal M-Minds,” I begin, “Game of Thrones, Friends.” I stop when he pushes my breasts together and licks the seam in between.
“Please, Sebastian! Just … my nipples, lick them, please they hurt.”
He continues his torture. I feel how hard he is. I grind down on him as he licks every inch of my breasts, reaching my areolas. He strokes one finger down my spine, causing goosebumps to invade my body.
“Ah! Please please, please, Seb, PLEASE!” I shout and finally, he takes my whole nipple into his mouth and sucks hard enough to create a mark. Immediately, I feel a release, not an orgasm, but wetness seeps from my pussy straight to my underwear.
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“Seb!” I roar at the mini-release.
Sebastian notices and sucks my other nipple. He swirls his tongue around before flicking the tip over and over again. I grind into him as he pushes upwards. We’re fucking with our clothes on and this foreplay is killing me, but making me ache in the deepest way possible. His cock hits my clit at the perfect angle. I ride him harder and faster as he bites one nipple and pinches the other. He spanks my ass again and I come.
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