Page 5 of Perfect Night (Soho Knights #1)

CHAPTER 5

CHARLIE

Charlie was devastated. He’d gone in too eagerly and now he’d put Sebastian off. He was looking at him, concern in his eyes, no doubt wondering why he’d brought this pathetic guy back to his gigantic hotel suite.

Who was this guy? He’d causally said his work was covering the cost of the suite, so what did he do for a job? ‘Property,’ was vague. Perhaps he should have asked more questions. Given that Sumptua focused on property, he might know the company. They could even be a client, which would be awkward. Why was he thinking like that? It didn’t matter. Charlie was just here for the night. Or worse, it was likely he was about to be kicked out onto the street, with blue balls and a lifetime of regret. Like the time he’d turned down the opportunity to sleep with a famous porn star.

Charlie had been so overwhelmed that a guy was interest in him who looked like he was a doppelganger for a certain Superman actor. Sebastian was clearly rich, no matter what he said about his job, and he oozed genuine confidence, which, unlike Nathaniel’s, didn’t seem to be rooted in arrogance. Now he was thinking about his boss whilst he was still naked and had offered himself like a needy slut who had no self-respect. Ugh, what was wrong with him? No wonder he was terminally single and had never had a proper boyfriend.

Sebastian was clearly crazy, drunk, or desperate to be here with Charlie, but he’d take whatever he could. Charlie had automatically gone into professional mode. Sex was the one thing he was confident about. He was good at it, and he could turn his emotions off like a light switch, although not with Sebastian. He was doing many things to Charlie’s emotions, which he couldn’t turn off no matter how much he willed it.

He’d clearly overstepped with Sebastian. Even his legendary blow-job skills would not save him now. Maybe he could make another dive for it. A mouthful of cock might get him out of his head, especially Sebastian’s thick cock with that gorgeous fat vein running all the way down it. Charlie had felt it pulsing against his tongue.

“Charlie, I want nothing more than to fuck you all night, but there’s clearly something going on in here,” said Sebastian, tapping Charlie’s temple. “You don’t need to go through with this if you’ve changed your mind. I’m not gonna get angry or anything.”

Could this guy be any more perfect? He was also irritatingly intuitive. Something was going on in his head. He already wanted more with this guy, and he’d never be able to have it. If he was sensible, he’d walk away now – Sebastian was giving him an out – or he could stay and risk spending the next weeks and months pining for something which was never meant to be.

“I’m just surprised a guy like you could be interested in someone like me.”

Okay, he was going with honesty. His brain and mouth needed to get on the same page.

“Come here,” said Sebastian, opening his arms.

He was still gloriously naked, and hard, his thick cock sticking out. Perhaps Charlie wasn’t the turn-off he thought he was, or Sebastian might just be someone who was constantly horny and saw Charlie as a body to fuck.

Before he started spiralling with more self-flagellation, Charlie quickly took advantage of the offer of a hug from this mountain of a man. Sebastian was wearing some sort of woodsy aftershave, which made Charlie think of the forest, even though he’d never been in one. He breathed it in, feeling content in the heat and strength of Sebastian’s hold, which calmed Charlie’s racing thoughts. Sebastian lowered them down onto the bed, resting Charlie’s head on his chest, gently stroking his hair. It was comforting.

Charlie’s hands wandered over Sebastian’s amazing body before they automatically travelled south, gripping his chunky and veiny cock.

“You don’t need to do that. I’m happy to just cuddle.”

Charlie knew Sebastian was being completely genuine, which is what encouraged him to keep going. He used the precome to rub against Sebastian’s foreskin, getting him nice and slick. It was tempting to dive back on the tasty treat, but he was enjoying being held. Charlie built up a rhythm until Sebastian gently stopped him with his hand. Had Charlie gone too far again?

“Let me take care of you. Can you do that?”

Charlie looked into Sebastian’s eyes, and his heart lurched. He couldn’t say no to this guy. He just had to get out of his head, take whatever Sebastian was willing to offer, and chalk it up to a beautiful memory. Charlie nodded, causing Sebastian to smile and swoop in for a quick kiss.

“Lie down on your stomach and relax.”

Sebastian had whispered, but there was something commanding about his tone. Charlie did as he was told. He rolled over and shivered as he felt those firm hands all over his body. First, they were caressing his lower back, then his upper legs. They ghosted over his arse a few times, leaving him tingling with anticipation. Sebastian shifted on the bed, and Charlie relaxed as he felt kisses all over his body. Again, Sebastian was teasing him by kissing him everywhere except the final destination. He knew it was coming, and the anticipation was driving him wild. He could feel how wet the sheet was underneath him. Charlie was so turned on, his cock was leaking profusely. After what felt like hours, his cheeks were pulled apart gently. The excitement caused him to tense for a brief second.

“Relax, Charlie. Let me make you feel good.”

He let out an unavoidable moan when he felt Sebastian’s tongue against his hole. At first he lapped at it gently, getting a taste before he buried his tongue in further. Charlie had been rimmed before, but now he knew what the term ‘eaten out’ really meant. He was grinding against the bed, and close to blowing his load. Sebastian must have sensed it as he gripped Charlie’s hips hard, holding him in place so he couldn’t thrust. He whimpered in frustration, followed by more moans. It felt so amazing. Charlie usually wanted to get to the main event, but he could happily lie here for hours. The pleasure was overwhelming. He thought he might come hands-free. Charlie was desperate for friction, but his hips weren’t going anywhere. He was pinned to the mattress, being eaten out in a way he’d never experienced before.

When Charlie was babbling nonsense and thought he might pass out from pleasure, Sebastian’s tongue was replaced by a slicked-up finger. When had he gotten lube? Charlie must have been so blissed out, he didn’t recall Sebastian moving. Another thing which made this man perfect. No, he had to stop that. He was about to have the best dicking of his life, he was sure of it, and he needed to be in the moment, not thinking coulda, shoulda, woulda. This was all about tonight.

Charlie rarely enjoyed being fingered. He found it uncomfortable as it couldn’t quite hit the spot in the way a dick could, but Sebastian had some magic fingers to go with that tongue. Charlie was so relaxed, Sebastian soon had two fingers in. He almost jolted off the bed when his prostate was tapped like Sebastian was playing a musical instrument. He wasn’t sure what instrument involved tapping, but the man with his fingers buried inside him had to be a master.

“Turn over. I want to see your face when I fuck you,” Sebastian growled in his ear as he removed his fingers.

Charlie didn’t like to bottom on his back. It was too vulnerable a position, but his body thought differently as it rolled over willingly, as if in a reflex response to Sebastian’s command. He pulled Charlie into a deep kiss. They were lost in the moment for a few seconds. Charlie didn’t even feel him move between his legs until he felt the fat head of Sebastian’s cock nudging against his hole. He tensed again; another reflex. Sebastian broke the kiss. Those beautiful eyes checking Charlie was okay. He didn’t need to say a word. He knew it was a look of permission. Charlie nodded, and Sebastian pushed forward. There was that initial burn as the pain and pleasure threshold was danced across.

“Take a deep breath,” said Sebastian, stroking his hair and looking into his eyes.

Charlie took a deep breath.

“Now breathe out slowly for a count of four.”

As Charlie breathed out, Sebastian pushed all the way in. It almost knocked the breath out of Charlie, but by the time he’d finished the exhale, he felt that glorious stretch. Fuck, he was thick, but Charlie loved it. He just needed a few seconds before the good stuff started.

Sebastian smiled at him, knowing to give him a moment. He kissed Charlie, but it was gentle, almost nurturing. Charlie was in trouble as he was already feeling a lot of things for Sebastian and everything he did just increased the intensity of his emotions. Why couldn’t Sebastian just be a brute who fucked him into next week?

“Are you okay?” asked Sebastian.

“Yeah, just give me a few more seconds. Your cock’s huge.”

“I think you’ve got me beat there.”

“Girth beats length any day of the week.”

Sebastian chuckled, kissed him again, and then gave an experimental thrust. Charlie’s eyes rolled back in his head as Sebastian found the sweet spot again. The moan from Charlie seemed to give Sebastian permission to move. At first he kept up a steady pace, gliding over his prostate again and again.

Charlie was babbling incoherently with pleasure. Sebastian took it up a gear, Charlie’s responsiveness encouraging him to go deeper. Sebastian pushed Charlie’s legs back so he could get further inside him and sped up into a punishing rhythm. The noise coming from their skin slapping against each other was probably waking the entire hotel, and Charlie didn’t care. Sebastian kept eye contact, with the occasional glance down at his cock sliding in and out of Charlie. That must have looked hot. It was always his favourite close-up in porn. Why he was thinking about porn when he was being fucked by the hottest guy he’d ever met, he had no idea.

Charlie reached for his cock, but Sebastian knocked away his hand, still keeping up a frantic pace. The eye contact was so intense Charlie had to close his, and just got lost in the pleasure of his body, not the impact Sebastian was already having on his heart. His eyes shot open when Sebastian gripped his cock and wanked him off. It took three hard thrusts and Charlie came so hard it hit him on the chin. He was so blissed out in ecstatic pleasure it took him a few seconds to realise Sebastian was still pounding into him. The guy was a machine. Sebastian’s breathing became more erratic, then he stilled. Charlie could feel his cock pulse inside him and wished for a second he’d been bare, which was something he’d never done with anyone. It was one of the few things his mum had drilled into him religiously.

And now he was thinking about his mum whilst Sebastian’s cock was still in his arse. What the fuck was wrong with his brain?

Sebastian let go of his legs gently, as he slid out, holding on to the condom. Charlie winced slightly, but smiled at Sebastian, letting him know he was okay. Sebastian licked the come off his chin and then stuck his tongue down his throat in a dirty kiss. He left for a few seconds and came back with a warm cloth to clean Charlie up. He couldn’t move, and just felt completely shagged out, literally. Sebastian lay down and pulled Charlie against his solid chest. Charlie could easily fall asleep like this, but he wasn’t sure if Sebastian was expecting him to leave now. This moment was always awkward. Well, not always. Charlie usually left, but for once, he really wanted to stay.

“Are you hungry?” asked Sebastian.

“Always.”

“I could order us some room service. I need a refuel before we go for round two, and I want to take it slower with you next time.”

Well, that answered his question. He was getting all giddy with feelings and excitement, but he was putting it down to the comedown from the best orgasm of his life. And if there was another one on the table, he wasn’t going anywhere.

“I could eat a sandwich. Is there a menu?”

“No. Just tell me what you want and they’ll make it.”

They didn’t do that at the Travelodge. Should he order something fancy to impress Sebastian, or just be himself? He opted for the latter.

“Chicken and mayo, please.”

“Right, you get in the shower and I’ll order, then jump in after you.”

“You don’t want to join me?”

“Not if you want to eat before the morning. I already can’t wait to be inside you again.”

Sebastian kissed him again before he could respond to that. He broke the kiss and smiled before taking another quick one, then jumped up and walked into the lounge area, completely comfortable with his nakedness. Although anyone with a body like that should be.

After they’d each had a quick shower, their food arrived. Sebastian had ordered the same as Charlie, which made him feel all warm and fuzzy. Ugh, why did he do this? He was having a great night. Why was he wanting more when it wasn’t an option?

“So, tell me more about this boss of yours.”

That was one way to shift Charlie’s mood. “Why do you want to know about my boss?”

“He sounds like an arsehole, and maybe I can help.”

“How? He’s the CEO.”

“So am I, and my staff respect me. Do they do that with him?”

Of course Sebastian was a CEO. He was so put together, and this suite was like something out of a movie set.

“I guess those in his inner circle respect him, but we’re the ones who do all the work. He just takes the credit.”

There was a flash of anger in Sebastian’s eyes before he smiled again. That was a glimpse of the CEO in Sebastian. People might respect him, but he was clearly not a guy to get on the wrong side of.

“How long have you been there?”

“Three years.”

“Have you not thought of moving on? You’ve done a good stint there and you’re still early in your career.”

“I was hoping to be made an associate and do that for a year or two before moving on and up. That was the plan. Most people step up from executive after a year or two. He says I’m not ready.”

“You’re probably too valuable to him in the job you’re doing. It’s why he’s holding you back.”

There was truth in that statement. How did Sebastian know that? He knew business, so he was probably finding it easy to put it all together. Or was Charlie that transparent in how pathetic he was?

“What’s wrong?” Sebastian asked, concerned.

Damn his micro-expressions. “Can we talk about something else? It’s the weekend. I don’t want to think about work.”

Sebastian looked like he wanted to press the issue but didn’t. They talked about anything and everything, aside from their work or past relationships, which they both agreed were off limits – well, Sebastian hadn’t wanted to talk about the latter. Charlie didn’t have any previous relationships, so at least it hadn’t been awkward. He was curious about why Sebastian had taken it off the table, but it was only fair, as Charlie had chosen not to talk about the topic of work. It still made him curious about Sebastian’s past. He couldn’t help it; he was a nosy bitch. He blamed Jason.

It wasn’t long after they’d finished eating that Sebastian took him back to bed, and he wasn’t lying about taking his time. Sebastian fucked him all over the suite in every position possible. Charlie did not know his body could bend like that. The brute strength from Sebastian was hot as fuck and he had more stamina than guys half his age. They both came another two times. Charlie would feel it for days, and he had no regrets at all.

They showered again, this time together. Sebastian ate out Charlie’s well-fucked hole and coaxed a fourth orgasm out of him. He had to be carried to bed after Sebastian had dried him off. He was the only guy Charlie had ever been with who was so caring afterwards and didn’t just roll over and go to sleep.

Was he like this with all the guys he slept with? Nope, Charlie wasn’t going there. He was going to enjoy the way his body ached all over with the aftershocks of pleasure. It would be a different feeling later, but that was tomorrow’s problem.

It was only when they were curled up in bed that Charlie’s thoughts spiralled. There was no question about it. He was falling hard and fast for Sebastian. Why did he do this so easily? He could say it was because Sebastian was perfect, but he had a history of getting his hopes up, only to have them dashed. Sebastian was different, though. Charlie knew there would be no awkwardness in the morning. The guy was too kind and caring for that.

Charlie watched the beautifully handsome man asleep next to him. It took all his resolve to get up and quietly get dressed. He looked back at him before he left. He may not have a chance at a future with the perfect man, but he’d had a perfect night, which he’d remember forever.