Please, God, help me forget the taste of Sebastian on my tongue and how free he helped me feel.
Chapter 6
Sebastian
Bruce had just finished changingout of his tux and into more comfortable clothes after his wedding. It had been a small affair in the couple’s backyard. Only family and very close friends in attendance. It had been a sweet service, but I hadn’t been able to concentrate on the service. All I could think about was Josiah and how he’d left me literally with my dick in my hand the other night.
“He ran out on me, Bruce.”
Stopping in the middle of tying his shoes, Bruce looked confused and asked, “What? Who did?”
“Josiah did. I saw him the night of your party. He was hot as fuck, man. He let go and let me lead. He took his pleasure easier than anyone I’ve ever met. He was wanton. I’ve never used that fucking word in my life before, but that’s exactly what he was. It was free love, man. But then after it was over, he ran. It was like the light went off behind his eyes, shutters closed down and he ran out.”
Bruce finished with his shoe, then came over and put his hand tightly on my shoulder. “I’m sorry, Seb. But you have to know that running is more in line with Josiah’s personality. He’s been hurt in the past. Maybe you’ll see him again before you leave and y’all can talk about it.”
“From the look on his face the last time I saw him, I don’t think he’d want to even think about it, let alone talk about it. I just wish I could stop thinking about him, Bruce. He got under my skin in one day. Shit like that doesn’t really happen does it?”
Bruce squeezed my shoulder again and laughed in my face. “Uh, yeah, it does. You don’t remember me writing you about meeting this guy that I was convinced I would marry one day? People can laugh all they want when you tell them it’s not true, but you can most definitely form a bond with someone in a minute. It happened to me.”
“I’m fucked, aren’t I?”
Bruce kept laughing at me while he walked out of the room to find George. “Yeah, you very well might be, my friend. When are you leaving town?”
“I’m planning on leaving day after tomorrow, but I’m nervous about driving. You idiots drive on the wrong side of the road for fuck’s sake.”
“No, you drive on the wrong side of the road, we don’t. Maybe we should get you a driver to chauffeur you around while you’re here if you’re so worried.”
“Smartass. I can do it. I just don’t want to. I’ve never driven in mountains either. It’ll be something new all the way around.”
We had made it into the back yard by now and found our seats for dinner. The weather was unseasonably warm today, so no one needed more than a sweater. The set up wasn’t elaborate, like the party had been the other night. The party had been about their friends and having fun. Today had been about family so it was simpler. As I ate and chatted with the people at my table, mostly cousins or the two guys, I couldn’t help wish Josiah had planned today, so I could see him again. I didn’t want to just leave town, then leave the country and never see him again. I felt a sharp tightening in my chest and found myself rubbing the area whenever I thought about it.
I pretended to enjoy my time at the reception. But what I really wanted to do was leave and go find Josiah. I needed to talk to him and find out what happened. Was it me? Had I scared him off? That thought made the feeling in my chest even worse. So much so that I finally told the guys I was calling it a night. I was staying in a bed and breakfast down the street from their house, so I decided to walk. I looked at every passing car, there weren’t many on these side streets, but I couldn’t help looking to see if Josiah might be passing by.
When I made it to the house, I went straight to my room and ran a hot bath. The room was furnished in beautiful antiques, and they had renovated the bath to match. In the bathroom they had put in a gorgeous oversized claw foot tub, and I planned on taking full advantage. I loved to soak in a tub when I was feeling out of sorts, and it was very fucking out of sorts right now.
The bath salts on the table by the tub were a little too floral for me, but beggars couldn’t be choosers. I dumped them in and stirred the hot water around creating a nice froth, almost like bubbles. The floral scent rose into the air on the steam and filled the room. My shoulders began to relax almost immediately as the warmth and the lavender filled steam closed around me. I got undressed and slipped into the thankfully huge tub, and was lucky the water covered almost all of me. It was amazing.
I let my mind drift as I soaked in the warmth of the water and inevitably it drifted to thoughts of Josiah. He’d been amazing, so free and willing to chase his lust no matter what, until he’d let his mind take over. He’d run away, but even worse was that he said I made him do it. Had I? Had I made him do something he didn’t want to do? I didn’t think so, but who knows what he thought.
I decided to see him before I left and find out for sure. Maybe he would agree to meet me, maybe he’d let me kiss him one more time. Out of everything we’d done that night, his kiss was what I couldn’t forget. His soft, full lips fit mine perfectly. When his tongue had touched mine, I had felt it all the way to my dick. He’d electrified me, made me almost come for fuck’s sake, and I hadn’t even been touching him other than one hand on his neck and our lips and tongues intertwined.
I wanted to feel his lips again. I wanted to see what he’d do if we actually touched, embraced, fucked.
Yeah, I could talk all I wanted to Bruce about the theory of love at first sight, but my attraction was most definitely in the lust category at the moment. I slipped my hand under the warm water and gave my hard cock a tug to pacify it, but it wasn’t enough. I got into a better position in the tub and let my mind flow while I gave myself some relief.
I imagined Josiah coming into the room and finding me, then offering to help me out. His hand would replace mine, and the soft skin would feel so fucking good. I would need more though. I would always need more of him. We’d move to the bed and I’d push him over the edge, so I could play and lick and bite and get him ready to take whatever I gave him. I wanted to feel his body under mine as I sunk into his tight ass and listened to him beg me for more. And he would beg. I’d bet on it. He’d be the needy bottom I accused him of being, and I’d eat up every second of it. I would make sure he came so hard he couldn’t speak before I came all over his back and marked him as all fucking mine like some animal marking his territory.
On that thought, I came into my hand. Even though the water was still warm, I was filled with a sudden chill. Being by myself wasn’t the same as being with someone. Now that I’d met someone like Josiah, that was never more clear. I wanted something more, but I needed to find out if he might be interested in that, too.
I got out of the tub and took a quick shower to get clean and warm again. No more playing tonight. I needed to get a good night’s sleep. Tomorrow I’d find Josiah and I’d find out where his mind was now.
Chapter 7
Josiah
“Presley,what did you do this time?!” As I walked up to the front of his house, he was supervising his latest motorcycle being loaded onto the wheel lift of a tow truck. It was the second time in a year, and he was lucky he had never been seriously injured on the damn thing the way he rode it.
“I didn’t do it on purpose, I swear! I just turned too wide and caught the curb.”
