Chapter 20 | Sabastian
Chapter 20
Sabastian
T he hotel was luxurious and seeing the room had Robby ready to go to his knees and give Justin what he wanted, and a few things he didn’t think he wanted. Some men were happy with what they had in life and a chance to make a living, but Robby was the opposite and he would do anything to move up in life financially. He’d been chasing the elusive millionaire or billionaire since I’d met him and became friends.
He'd always made the wrong moves, said too much or too little and they’d dump him and he’d be on that merry-go-round of trying to find the love of his life if he was rich and handsome. Sometimes you couldn’t get all that in one package and you had to settle for one or the other.
I’d made my peace with losing Cam and all I thought about was keeping my job and maintaining an affordable lifestyle where I could retire someday with enough money to travel and eat and maybe buy a home one day, or condominium, keep the lights on because I knew that there was only so much mileage I could get out of this influencer thing.
When I sat up in a strange room, and the same room where I’d drunk too much, I didn’t see Justin or Robby. All I knew was I had to get back to my hotel across town. I used the extra restroom in the suite, found a cold bottle of water in the fridge in the butler’s pantry and got myself together and slipped out closing the door behind me.
At this time of the morning few people were milling about, and I welcomed the peace. Someone was laying papers at each door when I past. I heard one door open and then I heard, “Sam. What are you doing here?”
I made a mistake when I turned because I should have kept walking. I stood face to face with the man I didn’t want to see. “I had a drink with Justin and—”
“And you fucked him. Tell me you didn’t fuck him,” Cam begged.
“What is it to you?” I tried to whisper. The guy placing the newspapers walked up behind me.
“You should take whatever inside your room. If security sees this and hears you, they will be down to investigate.”
Cam glanced over to me and held out his hand. I glared down at it and placed my palm inside his. He tugged me into the room and closed the door. We stood in the foyer eyeing each other not saying a word. Our eyes and heartbeats said it all as we were chest to chest. Then Cam took my face in his large hands.
“I don’t care whether you fucked him or anyone. I want you and I don’t want you to leave me. Do you feel the same way about me. If you don’t then know, I will track you down like a stalker until you agree to be mine. I know where you are because whenever you film you tell your fans, and I’m one of your followers, remember.”
Cam held on to me and kissed me. I gave in to him kissing him and dropping my tongue down as deep as I could in his throat as he sucked my tongue and we dry fucked each other. Breathless I pulled back.
“Don’t you know I never stopped thinking about you. I was hurt—”
“I’ll make up for that, I promise. I was going through something and I’m sorry I used you to lessen my fear and anger. Can you forgive me?”
“I knew you’d realize one day that we should have been together even if we’d just met. It was something about you, Cam, that blended. You know like colors once put together to create a different color. At least that’s what Robby says.”
“Where is he?”
“That’s what I wanted to tell you.” I opened up Cam’s robe and placed my hand inside. Cam’s cock was rock hard. I jerked it. “I was in Justin’s hotel room because Robby wanted me there because everything Robby did was to get Justin in bed. Justin isn’t my type. I don’t like men with too many tattoos and he’s too young. I like my man older, tall and handsome with a few grey hairs.”
Cam grabbed me and kissed me again and my length rose to meet his stomach. Then he turned and rushed me to the bed. I fell on my back with him leaning over me, and I could feel the pre-cum dripping on my clothes. He hurriedly opened my wool suit jacket and threw it to the floor. Pulled my sweater over my head as I unzipped my slacks.
“Why so many clothes?”
“It’s cold and I’m from a warm climate, remember.” He moved his warm lips over mine.
“We’ll have to change that won’t we?”
“I guess so. But what do you have in mind. We’re still strangers.”
“We can remedy that. Are you a bottom or top?” Cam asked.
“Does it matter? Can’t we experiment? You do me and then I do you.”
He laughed. “That sounds like your friend Robby talking.” He didn’t know how right he was, but I didn’t want to explain especially now how Robby and I were once one-night stands for each other and it didn’t go so well. And thank god it didn’t. I couldn’t imagine being with someone like Robby and I felt sorry for Justin if he made that mistake.
“I’m a bottom—” I admitted.
“But I thought you were a top.”
“Now we know. I enjoyed you making love to me, Sam.”
“And I enjoyed it, but not as much as when you were inside me. I felt warm and needed and when you held me when it was over, I knew you were the one.”
“Is that all it took was me being inside you?” I smiled and shook my head. “Then wait a minute.” Cam left the bed and sauntered into the ensuite and came back stood in front of me and dropped his robe. Then he opened the condom packet with his teeth and placed the lube close where he could reach it in a hurry.
“I want to suck your cock first. Will that negate my status as a top?”
“Not if the bottom complains and he’s not doing that.”
As I lay comfortable on my back, my legs open, I peered up at Cam, wondering how I got so lucky, because Cam was gorgeous, and at the height of his masculinity. His cock strong and hard. When his inviting mouth touched the head of my dick, he glanced up and I offered him a smile as my hips punched up where he could take it in his mouth and down his throat and he did it without gagging or complaints.
Fuck yeah, but he was an expert and he could teach me a thing or two. He slid his mouth up and down as his fist controlled and jerked my cock. “Fuck me, but you’re good.”
“Yes, I know,” he said after pulling back and grinning at me. “I hope you don’t have any more secrets, because I don’t want to fall madly in love with you.”
“And what’s wrong with that?” Cam questioned, and sucked on the head of my cock as he circled it with his tongue and then enclosed my length with his mouth. The excitement and arousal crept over me and covered my entire body, and at that moment I wanted to scream because he was pulling the orgasm from me and I didn’t want him to. I needed to enjoy every part of his lovemaking, but my body had something different in mind. It needed to be relieved of months of pressure from not having an orgasm, but until then it would not be satisfied.
Just before I spilled the cum into Cam’s mouth, he sat back and gazed at me with my cock in my hand, and he said, “Damn, but you’re a beautiful boy.” When he said that, he positioned himself between my legs, and sat back on his thighs. Then he took each leg and placed it over his shoulders as I tried to get back that orgasm that had been lost. “I want to teach you so many things. We will have the time we lost, I promise you.”
I closed my eyes and my mind wandered along with my hand along Cam’s chest as I traced my finger down to his curly pubic hair. Cam’s body trembled, then he leaned over and pressed a soft wanting kiss against my lips. I smiled but I wanted more. This time I needed more. “Fuck me hard.”
Cam offered me a sly grin and said, “Turn over.” I pulled my legs from his shoulders and turned on my stomach and lifted my ass. I felt his lips on my tight muscles, and then his fingers inserted deep inside. I breathed hard with anticipation, and then I felt Cam’s hand tug at my sac and then pull it. That alone had me ready to cum. I reached for my cock and jerked it slow because I didn’t want anything to keep me from getting my orgasm.
“Remember you said hard, but I don’t want to hurt you. If I’m being too rough tell me because I want you in the worst way.” I shook my head and jerked my almost spent dick while waiting for Cam to enter. He didn’t disappoint when he placed lube on my hole, and without a word pushed through, and I gasped, “Oh.” It has been so long since I felt this, I thought. He grabbed my ass cheeks, hauled me to take him deeper, then he flicked his hips forward and began pumping, then pounding into my tight ring over and over, as he pulled out and pushed in. Then he leaned over, grabbed my nipples with his long arms and hands squeezing as I panted trying to catch my breath. I’d asked for this, and I wanted more of the same as I inched closer to my needed orgasm. One more movement and I would have what I needed.
Cam moved downward and then upward, driving me insane with desire for him. He could indeed teach me something. Teach me how I should be fucked and loved. With Cam everything he did to me was different, yet it was the same because I knew then I loved this man and I had to be with him. I had found the man of my dreams and nothing no one or any job would separate us.
When Cam hit my prostate, my body shuddered, and he called out, “Baby, come with me.” I arched my back and tightened my muscles and Cam said, “Damn, baby. I’m coming.” And with Cam’s moan of pleasure, cum oozed from my cock and I fell on my stomach, and Cam tumbled to my side and wrapped his arm around my back.
“When I recover, I’ll take a shower.”
“I’ll shower with you. It’s been a long time since I’ve showered with a man I love,” I admitted.
“Me too,” he said, looking away.
After we’d had a quick shower, I lay in Cam’s arms. Lying in his arms was relaxing. Realizing I had found the man I wanted and he would want me as much as I wanted him, I fell asleep in his arms, and forgot about everything and everybody, including my meeting with Mr. Westlake the owner of Westlake’s department stores.
It was when Cam received a call on his iPhone that I jumped up and rushed to the ensuite. “Where are you going?”
“I have a meeting at nine, what time is it?”
“It’s eleven. Let me take this call before you rush out of here.” It was too late. There was no excuse for what I’d done. I accepted money to be here in New York to pay for expenses I hadn’t earned where I would be honored as the employee of the year. The man who saved Westlake’s stores couldn’t get to a meeting on time. And now I’ve fucked that up.
Before Cam ended his call and placed the phone on the table nearby, I fell on my back on the bed defeated. I had worked and sacrificed so hard for this and now look what’s happened, I thought. Turning to Cam, “I’m fucked and I’ll lose my job. I can’t depend on social media to pay for my retirement. I’m fucked and I fucked up,” I chanted over and over.
“You have me. I’ll take care of you.”
“No. I’m not like Robby looking for a man to—”
“Robby isn’t wrong in his thinking. If you make a man happy and his means are greater than yours, why shouldn’t he help?”
“Because nothing lasts. Suppose you get bored with me?”
“You are more likely to get tired of me than I am with you.”
“We don’t even know each other,” I added, not wanting any excuses for what I’d done to my reputation as someone who works hard and shows up.
“Since we haven’t had a chance to know each other, then let’s do it today. You’ve already skipped that meeting and nothing can prevent what will happen next, now is a great time to remedy that. My name is Cameron Westlake.” He rolled over and extended the hand he’d used to stroke my hard length.
“And I’m Samuel Walker,” I said. I was listening to Cam, but I was too focused on how I’d fucked up everything in my life except Cam that I wasn’t paying attention to what he’d said.
“Wait a minute. I was supposed to meet with my board of directors this morning at nine with a Samuel Walker. Are you that Samuel Walker?” Cam narrowed his eyes. “I thought your name was Sabastian.”
“It is. Sabastian Samuel Walker.” Then it registered. “And you’re my boss. You’re Mr. Westlake?”
“Yes. And I love it when you call me Mr. Westlake. When I suck your cock you’re going to have to call me Mister from this day forward. Will you marry me, Sam. I want to take care of you because I may have to fire you for not making that important meeting, although you did save my company so I think I’ll put you on probation and give you a month off with pay so you can go on your honeymoon.”
“Do I have a say? I’d like to plead my case.”
“Not in the least.”
“Then it’s yes, I’ll marry you.”
“Now get in bed. I want to try something new. I want to be on all fours and I want you to take me from behind. I think I prefer the bottom role, Cam said with a sly grin.”
“You got it, boss. Anything you say.”
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