15. Sebastian
15
SEBASTIAN
D inner was a resounding success.
They both ate everything on their plates, even Savannah, who was always on some kind of diet, and we finished two bottles of Italian red, the second one fetched by Adam himself from the cellar. We laughed, especially when they both told me stories about Andrea, whom they’d been close with since Adam worked with him on one of his very first films.
Savannah admitted she’d thought about becoming an agent but that she enjoyed managing Adam’s career and hopefully, soon, my own. I thought she would make a shark of an agent, but when I told her that, she only smiled into space at something I couldn’t see.
Adam admitted that he’d needed a night to relax after the read-through. It had gone well, but he was playing a sociopathic kingpin, and it took his mind to dark places.
Even though they were both loathe to talk about their pasts, I tricked Adam into telling me about his childhood a bit by inquiring about his relationship with the princes of England, Arthur and Alasdair. Savannah admitted her favourite movie was Steel Magnolias because she’d watched it with her mum dozens of times while on her deathbed.
When I told them I’d like time off to visit Mama and Elena in Naples for Mama’s birthday, they both pouted slightly, which I took as a win, and then graciously gave me two weeks of holiday.
The atmosphere between us all was warm and languid, safe. No one could see through the gates and walls of the home into this kitchen and the intimacy within. Adam forgot to be wary of me or what he might feel, and he started to touch me again. Those little brushes of his fingers against my wrists or squeezes around my neck or thigh made my skin tingle and spark. Savannah laughed so hard, tears pooled in her lower lids and ruined her makeup, but she didn’t get up to fix it.
By the time I pulled the grappa out, we were all tipsy and smiling. Adam took the bottle from me and poured out the glasses, but before he handed them to us, he paused with a long, slow curve of his lips.
“Have you prepared dessert, Sebastian?”
“No, it’s not really my specialty,” I admitted. “There’s some fruit in the fridge.”
“Excellent,” he said in that low, velvety tone I was now conditioned to find arousing. “Fetch some berries and meet us upstairs.”
I looked at Savannah, but she was already pushing her chair back and unbuttoning the pearls on her silk blouse as she padded barefoot out of the kitchen. I watched as the silk fluttered like a dove in the air and floated to the ground behind her.
“ Madonna santa , she’s a goddess,” I muttered.
Adam hummed his agreement, but when I looked at him, he was staring at me with the intensity of a predator. I got out of my chair, backing into the kitchen away from him on instinct and because I was beginning to love this game we played. He stalked me into the kitchen and shoved me into the side of the fridge with a hand splayed flat against my sternum. Eyes locked on mine, he slid it up to my throat and squeezed lightly.
“I hope you’re ready for a long night of debauchery, Sebastian,” he murmured as he drew his nose along the line of my jaw, pausing to smell the place I sprayed my cologne behind my ear as though the scent was drugging. “We’re going to use Savannah until she’s boneless.”
“Yes,” I hissed, tipping my head back to give him better access to my throat.
He bit into the junction of my neck and shoulder in a way that shot pleasure straight to my already hard cock.
“Tonight, we’ll both fuck her tight arse, but soon, Sebastian, I’m going to fuck yours,” he promised darkly into my ear, hot breath making me shiver. Hot words making the bottom drop out of my stomach. I was both aroused and terrified. “I’m going to spend an hour sucking your dick and fucking you with my fingers, opening you up nice and slow because I have a thick cock, and it’s going to stretch you so fucking well even with all that prep. I’ll have Savannah sit on your face to muffle your groans as I work myself to the hilt inside you. I want you drowning in her cum as I fuck you, harder and faster until you’re practically sobbing into her pussy and you’re begging me to touch your dick.”
I was panting, knees numb, held upright against the fridge only by Adam’s hand at my throat and his thigh pressing a little too hard into my erection and thigh. Just when I thought he’d finished teasing me, he leaned into my mouth, licking my bottom lip.
“I’ll come inside your gorgeous arse,” he warned. “Just to have the pleasure of knowing my cum is deep inside you where none has ever been before. Just to watch it leak out of your abused hole when I’m done with you. Only then will I take your cock to the back of my throat and let you blow like a broken hydrant.”
“Jesus Christ,” I swore in English, reaching between us to pinch my cock so I wouldn’t come like a boy in my trousers. “Your mouth should come with a warning label.”
“This is the warning,” he quipped, squeezing my cock alongside my hand before he stepped back, grabbed the grappa, and sauntered casually out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
I leaned against the fridge, panting and aroused beyond belief, for a good long time while I caught my breath and convinced myself I wasn’t seconds away from orgasming. Only then did I reach into the fridge, grab the covered fruit platter, and follow my lovers upstairs.
Savannah was naked and splayed out on the stripped bed with two large towels beneath her and a row of sex toys lined up at her feet. Adam stood at the end of the bed wearing only his trousers, opened at the placket to reveal the dense trail of flaxen hair under his belly and the groomed thicket lower down. He wasn’t wearing underwear, and the glimpse of his cock beneath the opened fabric was scintillating. I’d never given him head before, but dio mio , I wanted to drop to my knees then and there and lave him with my tongue.
His mouth curled to one side as though he could read my thoughts, but he shook his head slightly and crooked a finger to beckon me closer.
“How do you like the look of your dessert?” he asked me, gesturing to Savannah’s naked, lithe body laid out for us.
She was slim and small, her curves only small handfuls, but there was an elegance to her beauty that was deeply erotic. With her halo of short blonde curls and that full pink mouth, she seemed like something fallen from heaven straight into Adam’s den of iniquity.
“Delicious,” I praised.
Eyes closed, probably by Adam’s command, she smiled smugly.
“Even more delicious prepared properly,” Adam corrected, taking the fruit and laying it out on the mattress beside the toys I was close enough to recognize as a medium-sized butt plug, a small vibrator, a bottle of lube, and a cock ring with something attached to the loop that might have been a vibrator.
Before I could turn to look at Adam again, he was pressed up to my front, deftly undoing my denim and sliding his hand into my boxers to grab my stiff cock.
He hummed his approval, playing his thumb over my wet head in a way that made my breath rattle through my lungs. “The cock ring is for you. We wouldn’t want you coming before Savvy and I have had our fill of you, would we?”
“No,” I agreed. “But I can control myself.”
He arched a condescending brow, and I wondered how I could find his arrogance so fucking sexy. “After you almost came in your pants in the kitchen, I doubt it. I like to be careful with my toys, so you’ll wear it for me, won’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” I agreed because he was dipping the tip of his thumb into the slit of my cock in a way that made shivery currents of electricity tingle over my skin.
“That’s my boy,” he praised, raising a cup of grappa between us to feed me a sip. After I took it, he plucked a blackberry from the platter and took a bite himself before smearing the bitten half over my lips and licking off the juice. “The fruit brings out the flavour of the anise, doesn’t it?”
I opened my mouth for the berry, but he kissed me instead, feeding me his silken tongue. Clutching at his wrist, I brought the berry between our damp lips and took it into my mouth. With only juice left on my tongue, I kissed him again. “ Sì, è più delizioso .”
Yes, it’s even more delicious , I told him.
He grinned before moving onto the mattress to sit by Savannah’s hip. “Take off your clothes while I prepare your treat.”
I disrobed as I watched him dribble grappa into the divot of her naval and the hollow of her throat.
“Hold very still for me, sweetheart,” he ordered her as he then proceeded to paint the top of her bare mound in purple blackberry juice, adorning the peak of each nipple with a ripe raspberry, and lining up blueberries in the ridges of her collarbones.
Finally, he placed a strawberry in her mouth and demanded softly, “Hold this steady like a sweet slut for us.”
Her sigh feathered out around the fruit even as she held carefully still so as not to disturb the grappa.
When we both finished our tasks, Adam held the grappa carefully over her sternum and dribbled a line between her breasts that trembled and rolled slowly toward her belly.
“Well,” he told me imperiously, every inch the lord of this house. “Get to work, Sebastian.”
I swallowed thickly as I took in Savannah all trussed up in fruit and sweet wine for me, cautiously climbing onto the bed between her thighs to work my way up her body. I slurped at the grappa in her belly button, swirling my tongue there until she quivered, and then I moved lower, licking the blackberry juice from the top of her mound. The scent of her arousal was heavy and spiced in the air, but I ignored her sex to move up her chest, laving the liquor-soaked skin up to her small breasts. I ate the raspberries off her nipples, turning my head to watch Adam watch me attend to his wife. He didn’t even touch himself, his erection a stiff tent in his trousers. I admired his restraint because all I wanted to do was fall on Savvy like an animal and fuck straight into her wet pussy until I filled it overfull with cum. I wanted to mark her with more than just fruit and wine. I wanted her painted in my seed and inkblot bruises from my fingertips.
I wanted every inch of her to be stamped by every inch of me until the lone space left was free only for Adam to fill.
“Doesn’t she taste sweet?” he asked me. “I know you’re dying to lick between her pretty thighs. Do you think she can keep the strawberry between her teeth while you make her come for me?”
“No,” I taunted her, nipping at the peak of her breast with my teeth in a way that made her moan sharply behind the berry.
“Nor do I.” He chuckled darkly. “But why don’t we let her prove us right? Get on your knees on the floor and drag her to the end of the bed.”
I did as he asked immediately, dropping hard to the plush carpet and dragging her over the silken sheets until her legs were thrown over my shoulders. I ate that pretty pussy almost every day, and I still hungered for that sweet musk in my nose.
I dove in with relish, letting my control slip and giving myself over to the lust running molten through my veins. She had such a lovely cunt, pink with delicate folds I sucked into my mouth and a small, throbbing clit I loved to torture with long, hard pulls and lashes of my tongue. Savannah started squirming in minutes, her hips gyrating against my face, smearing her juice all over my mouth and chin.
I loved it, nearly drowning in the taste and texture and scent of this woman.
“Sebastian,” she cried out, strawberry falling from her mouth as she arched off the bed on a cry.
The sound of my name from her mouth made precum leak from my cock and dribble down the shaft like a fucking fountain.
“Naughty girl,” Adam chastened her for failing his test. “I’ll have to replace that with something else.”
I tipped my head up to watch as he shucked his trousers and climbed naked onto Savvy’s chest, straddling her tits and feeding her panting mouth his cock. I could only see the tight muscles of his ass flex as he thrust in and out of her lips and hear the soft suck and moan of her mouth around his shaft, but it was enough to make me moan into the folds of Savvy’s cunt.
Adam used her as she used me until she cried out around his shaft, and her honeyed cum drenched my tongue. I licked every drop from her cunt, from the crease of her thighs, and even her little asshole. She jerked when my tongue found the crinkled flesh and then let out a little whimper.
Adam chuckled hoarsely and I realized he’d joined me at the end of the bed, the butt plug in one hand and lube in the other.
“Have you ever plugged someone before?” he asked me.
I shook my head, so he gently shouldered me to the side between her splayed legs and pushed her right leg back to expose her––clit to asshole—to our gaze.
“Such a pretty little thing,” Adam praised her, running his lubed fingers from her clit down through her swollen cunt to the tiny clutch of her ass.
He rubbed his fingertips there for a long minute, Savannah panting audibly as she propped herself on her elbows to watch us with a flush-stained face and sweaty brow. She was so gorgeous like this, raw and exposed for us. It felt like such a gift; my heart clutched hard like her small hand was wrapped around the very muscle itself.
“ Magnifica ,” I murmured as Adam started to work the tip of the angled plug into her hole, twisting and pressing lightly to open her up without pain.
“She likes a bit of stretch and burn,” he instructed as he pushed and turned that toy forward and back, her ass starting to clutch at the toy when it retreated.
My cock was coated in my own precum, and it took every ounce of restraint I possessed not to touch myself.
But Adam hadn’t given me leave to, and somehow, Adam had woven an invisible collar around the throat of my lust, so it did only as he bid.
“So I don’t finger her first,” he continued conversationally, as though he wasn’t now fucking a toy completely in and out of Savvy’s arse. “She likes to feel the ache the next day, don’t you, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” she hissed, eyes flying open to lock onto me. “I love going to lunch with the ladies at The Ivy, feeling how hard I’ve been fucked the night or morning before. Knowing I’m utterly debauched but looking every inch the lady.”
Unable to help myself, I begged Adam, “Can I touch her now?”
“Oh, yes,” Adam purred. “You’ve been so good. Why don’t you fuck her with the toy and slurp up all this wetness? There’s only one last thing to do before I let you inside her.”
Savvy’s pussy was so swollen and pink, glistening with juices that ran down the crease of her thighs into the mattress. The perfume of her arousal made my head swim as I dipped my head to lick into her tight entrance, fucking her with my tongue to get at all that nectar.
Her hand wove into my hair and clutched me close.
So I didn’t notice Adam move until I felt him press his chest into my back and reach around to wrap his big hand around my cock. The full-body shudder of pleasure that rolled through me felt like an earthquake.
“Steady,” he soothed, smoothing his other hand over my chest to tweak a nipple. “See, this is why I have to restrain this big dick because you’re so young and eager to come everywhere, aren’t you? All over Savvy’s cunt, all over her pretty tits and her prettier face. You want to paint her in it, don’t you?”
“Fuck,” I grunted, punching my hips into his grip, chasing the pleasure. “Yes, sir.”
“I know, I know,” he soothed. “Soon. But first…”
The hand on my chest disappeared and I felt it a moment later, coated in cool lube, probe at my asshole.
I jerked away from the fingers straight into the clutch of his grip on my dick, moaning and instinctively thrusting back onto his fingers. It was confusing because the fingers rubbing at my hole didn’t exactly feel bad , just kind of…strange.
But then with Savvy under my tongue writhing in pleasure, Adam’s hand squeezing my cock, I lost sense of the mechanics of things. Everything in me had turned itself over to sensation, to the heat and grip and burn of it. By the time I realized Adam had a finger inside me, it already felt good. There was a kind of hot ache, a stretch that made me fit my teeth to Savannah’s thigh for a second as he added another finger, and then cool relief as he added more lube. He did something inside me–– inside me! ––that sent a burst of sensation skittering through my ass, up my spine to the base of my brain and down to the base of my cock. I thought for one teeth-clenching second, I might do something wild like come all over the end of the bed with my face buried in Savvy’s pussy and Adam’s fingers around my cock and in my hole. It was hot and shameless and fucking brilliant .
Suddenly, his fingers were gone, the sensation both a relief and oddly upsetting, but before I could complain, he hooked the cock ring over my wet cock and slid it to the base. He grabbed the end attached to the loop to tug between my balls, and then something cool and smooth was pressed into my hole.
“That’s it,” Adam praised, and his voice wasn’t unruffled and cultured the way it usually was when we played. It was a rough, rumbly growl like he’d gone from man to animal. He tapped at the base of the small, curved plug with his thumb, and the resulting vibration inside me made my vision white out for a long second.
“Fuck,” Adam growled into my shoulder before biting a line up my throat. “You’re an absolute dream.”
His praise struck my heart like a church bell, sending waves of feeling that were almost holy throughout my entire body.
I wanted to be a dream.
His dream.
Their dream.
I wanted to be their dream so I had a fighting chance of translating into their reality one day.
“I can’t wait to fuck you here,” he told me, still tap, tapping at the plug so my teeth clenched. “Slide inside you and enjoy this tight hole, fill it up with my cum.”
“ Cazzo si , Adam,” I hissed. “Are you trying to unman me?”
His chuckle was a dark note. “Exactly the opposite. I gave you this.” He tapped the plug and reached around with his other hand to press his thumb into the slit of my cock almost cruelly. “To ensure you could fuck Savannah the way she needs. Long and hard. Now, hop to it.”
He gave my ass a smack that made me shoot a glare at him over my shoulder, but he only grinned smugly at me as I winced, adjusting to the plug.
“Savannah, darling, on your knees like a good girl,” he demanded, his tone cold and crisp again.
I watched Savvy shiver as she obeyed, her eyes lingering on my cock, made harder and thicker by the cock ring in a way that was honestly obscene.
“I can’t wait to be filled up,” she confessed on a breath as she raised her bottom in the air and exposed her dripping cunt.
“Lie down,” Adam told me, maneuvering me with those big hands on my shoulders to the head of the bed, then pushing me down.
As soon as I was on my back, Adam lifted his wife under her armpits and positioned her over my cock. I held my dick upright with my lip pinched between my teeth, using the pain to ground myself as he slowly lowered her right onto my cock. We had all done our testing and the results were negative, so this was the first time I was inside my duchessa skin to skin.
It was magnifico.
“Fuck,” Savannah and I both moaned, her head falling back between her shoulders.
Adam’s hands went to her breasts, pulling and twisting at her nipples almost viciously until they glowed red and swollen. Her moans only escalated as she slowly rocked her hips, taking me so deep it made her wince and pant. I clamped a hand over her hip just to feel her undulate and then used the other to circle her pink clit.
We made her orgasm in moments.
Watching her above me, eyes squeezed shut, head tossed back, rosy mouth open on a cry to God like He had a hope in hell of saving her from the two libidinous men wringing every drop of pleasure from her, was as close to a living dream as I’d ever come.
And then, when Adam climbed behind her and pressed her limp torso down onto my own, her breasts plastered to me, my cock drenched in her cum, I almost lost my mind as his fingers circled our connection, one sliding briefly inside her cunt alongside my dick.
“One day, maybe we’ll both fuck her here at the same time,” he mused. “Would you like that, Savannah?”
Her reply was a wrecked little moan against my throat. I chuckled a little weakly and tipped her face up to kiss her languorously as I felt Adam gently pull the plug from her ass and replace it with his fingers, adding to the stretch. The sensation of his fingers through the thin wall separating her ass and pussy was unlike anything I’d ever felt, and I groaned at the sensation.
“Just you wait until it’s my cock,” Adam answered, as though I’d spoken aloud. “You’re so gorgeous like this, Savannah. Look at you taking my fingers so well. Can you take a third? Yes, that’s it. Let me open you up for my cock.”
Savannah panted into my mouth and then whimpered. “I’m already so full, and he’s not even inside me yet.”
“You’re being so good,” I told her, smoothing back her hair and pressing light kisses to her cheeks and nose and chin. “I love seeing you like this. So raw and beautiful.”
She ducked, hiding her face in my neck. I pulled her back with my hand in her hair and pressed a firm kiss to her mouth.
“You have never been more beautiful to me than in these moments when you’re sharing yourself with us,” I whispered against her lips.
She surged forward to kiss me back, slipping her sweet tongue into my mouth as I felt Adam push into the tight clench of her ass. The pressure of his cock was so intense it made my eyes water. I tried to think of anything but the fact that we were both inside this gorgeous woman, fucking her together finally, but I couldn’t.
Because Adam wouldn’t let me.
“So tight,” he said, locking eyes with me, jaw clenched and eyes burning. “So fucking beautiful. Both of you. Fuck her with me, Sebastian. Let’s take her apart.”
And we did.
Rocking slowly at first, back and forth, in and out, gritting our teeth through the pleasure so we could focus on her. I reached between our bodies to put gentle force on her sensitive clit and watched her mouth open in a silent scream as she writhed, trying to fuck back on us both simultaneously.
She was so tight around me, her messy pussy leaking all over my cock and down my balls. The tight band around my shaft and the firm touch of the plug curved into my prostate heightened everything to intoxicating levels. I almost couldn’t breathe through the sweet pressure. Every muscle was tensed to control my impulse to fuck wildly into her heat.
“You’re both doing so well for me,” Adam praised us, pulling Savvy back so she was mostly upright, his arm banded between her breasts. “Look at how gorgeous she is, all filled up with our big dicks, Seb.”
I panted, chasing breath I couldn’t seem to find because the sight of him so big and golden behind her, pinning his dainty wife between us as we pistoned in and out of her holes, was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.
“ Seite cosi belli ,” I told them in my native tongue because I knew how much they loved it even when they didn’t understand what I said. “You are both so beautiful.”
As if she’d been waiting for my validation, Savannah slammed down on my cock, grinding her clit into the rough hair at my base. She threw her head back on Adam’s shoulder and shouted as she absolutely came apart.
Adam held her still, his teeth gritted and jaw jumping as we both felt her milk our cocks, coaxing us to lose ourselves inside her.
“Adam,” I grunted, straining to control myself, toes curling until they cramped, my hands clamped too hard over Savvy’s thighs.
“Come for me,” he ordered gruffly, folding her body back over my torso so she could lay limply against my chest as we both used her ruthlessly to find our own climaxes.
I curled a hand into Savvy’s hair as she pressed her lips to my throat and locked eyes with my other lover as we both thrust inside her in tandem, a perfect harmony that had pleasure searing deep into my bones.
“I’m going to come,” I warned them both, bucking up so hard I almost dislodged Adam.
“Do it,” she ordered me, clasping my earlobe between her teeth. “I want to be filled up and leaking with your cum.”
A moment later, every molecule in my body seemed to implode. My vision whited out like it had been caught in the blinding flashes of the paparazzi. My pleasure so violent it seemed to rip my skin from my muscle and bones, annihilating every thought in my head but two names.
Savannah and Adam.
Vaguely, I heard Adam shout his own release and registered the faint thump of his own cock through the thin walls of Savvy’s pussy as he filled her ass with his cum. Knowing we’d filled her to the brim, that we’d leave her gaping and leaking and deliciously used up was enough to extend my orgasm into something almost painful.
We stayed locked together in the comedown, our breaths a soft susurrus of sound in the otherwise quiet room. Adam had to be exhausted, but he stayed on his knees pressed into Savvy, one hand stroking her back and the other wrapped around my calf as if he couldn’t bear to let us go. Savvy just lay between us, sometimes pressing a slack-mouthed kiss to my neck.
Adam waited until we both softened enough to slide out of Savvy before he pulled away, dropping back onto his heels to look at her swollen folds.
“So pretty all filled up with cum,” he murmured softly, truly entranced by the sight.
Savvy shivered as he drew his finger down her pussy and then down to the plug, following the wet slick of our combined wetness where it leaked between my thighs.
“Maybe next time I’ll have you fuck Savannah full of cum and then use it as lubrication to fuck you,” he suggested lazily, looking up at me with heavy-lidded eyes as he gently eased the toy from me and slipped it off my softening dick.
I bit my lip to keep myself from groaning, but Savannah pulled back to look at my face and confirm I’d be into that.
Her smile was small but genuine even though a little frown was between her brows. I smoothed it with my thumb as Adam patted her ass and then went to the bathroom, no doubt to get something to clean us up with. It was part of his whole dominant routine, and it was surprising how much I enjoyed the little moment of intimate pampering.
“Do you think you’ll like it?” Savannah whispered.
It was my turn to frown in question, and she clarified, “Having proper sex with Adam.”
“I think so,” I admitted, even if my stomach clenched at the thought.
I’d been born and raised by an Italian-loving Irishman who believed in machismo and a man’s right to do whatever the hell he pleased, even if it hurt other people. It didn’t mean I subscribed to his fucked-up brand of ethics, but the idea of letting another man inside my body was one I still struggled with a little even though I wanted it with mounting desperation on a purely physical level.
“I’m worried you’ll like it more than sex with me,” she whispered even softer, her mouth sullen.
I laughed, but not in mockery. “Savvy, I’m as addicted to your sweet pussy as a man can get. Ask me, and I’d crawl to you.”
That flush I loved painted her pretty face, and I couldn’t resist the temptation to cup it in my palm.
“I’m worried you might like him more than me,” she mouthed as if sound would manifest the words.
“He’s your husband,” I said lightly, even though my heart twisted in my chest. “I’d have thought you would both like each other more than me.”
She stared at me hard for a long moment, gaze scraping over my features like a scalpel working to peel back my layers. She had an almost childlike confusion and a frustration I didn’t understand.
Adam returned to the room with two warm, damp cloths, unabashed in his gorgeous nudity, but before he reached the bed, Savvy quickly murmured, “I don’t know anymore.”
I pretended I didn’t hear her, but the words haunted me all through the night, long after both of my lovers had fallen asleep beside me.