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Let Me Love You | Part 10

Summary: Working as a waitress in New York doesn’t really pay the bills. One of the regulars has grown fond of you and wants to help you monetarily. He’s not from that side of town, more of the upper east side, and more importantly, he wants to be your sugar daddy.

Pairing: SugarDaddy!Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: sMUT, FINALLY (18+), oral sex, sex

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You stood in the hallway, amazed at what was clearly going on in the bedroom. You shook your head before letting your imagination run loose. You couldn’t invade his privacy. You turned your heel and walked towards the door. Your mind came up with a million excuses. Maybe you could stay somewhere else. No, dumbass. You don’t have any other place. You thought.

You reached for your purse on the table and picked it up. Something must have fallen out of it and hit the glass table. You froze and the noises coming from the bedroom stopped. On instinct, you reached for the door and opened it. Sebastian’s footsteps became louder and your hand slowly pushed the door shut. It was now your time to put your acting skills to the test.

“Hey,” Sebastian exhaled under his breath. His eyes widened and you could see his belt was loosely buckled.

“Hi.” You could only glance at his eyes for a few moments without looking away.

“How long have y-you been here?” He asked.

“I just got here, I told you I was going out.” You walked behind the kitchen counter and reached for an apple.

“I know, I-” He paused. Just then, you slipped up and made eye contact with him.

His face was perfectly structured. His lips looked soft and delicate. A pure specimen. There was no way he meant you. He couldn’t have said your name. Well, maybe he did. But he meant another girl with the same name as you. How were you appealing to him?

“I’m going to bed. Have a good night.” You walked past him towards his bedroom.

You heard a soft “good night” before closing the door.

You woke up in the middle of the night after having that strange dream. You turned the bedside lamp on and sat up. Your face was hot, and your palms were sweaty. Did you really dream about him in his bed? Maybe you had that dream because you knew what he was doing in here. You told yourself to forget about the incident and go to sleep. Just like any other day.

But you couldn’t. You shut your eyes for a while but never fell asleep.

The bedroom slowly began to be illuminated by the rising sun. You still had not gotten enough sleep. You were definitely going to be in a pissy mood today.

You kicked the bed sheets off you and sat up. You began to get dressed for work that morning. You didn’t feel yourself yet. It felt like you were a robot and you were moving without your control.

You managed to put on makeup and a business suit, like the other dozen you had in the closet. You looked in the mirror and tilted your head to the side.

You were feeling a little risky. You opened the closet one more time and began to look at the more revealing clothes Sebastian had gotten you. You were too intimidated to put on those dresses. They all were skin tight, some had a deep v-neck and some barely reached your knee.

You played dress up for a couple of minutes until there was a knock on the door.

“Yes?” You asked. Immediately covering your bare top half with the dress you had just taken off.

“I made breakfast,” Sebastian said.

“I’ll be out there in a minute.” You answered. You slipped on the dress that showed off too much of your cleavage. You looked in the mirror and frowned.

That dress was clearly not suitable for work, you put back the outfit you had originally thought of wearing. A simple blue blouse with dark pants.

You walked into the dining room to find Sebastian, well suited up, sitting on the table rolling blueberries over his waffle with a fork. He looked like a child being forced to eat breakfast before heading to school.

“You made waffles?” You spoke. He looked up and gave you a small chuckle.

“Are you surprised I cook?” He asked. He shook his head and said your name.

There it was, a little flashback from the incident last night. All it took was him to say your name to remember how loudly he was moaning it out alone in his bedroom. You pulled the chair away from the table and sat down.

“A little.” Your voice broke at the last word while he passed you a plate, he locked eyes with yours and raised his right eyebrow.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“I am.” You responded. “I just need a drink of this,” you took a sip of orange juice.

You ate for a few moments in silence.

The man at the other side of the table seemed to be avoiding any kind of eye contact with you.

“I should get a cab-”

“I can take you.” He interrupted.

“We can’t risk anyone seeing us in your car together.” You told him. He finally looked up at you and gave you a smile. “Well, I better get going. I don’t want to get in trouble with the boss.” You winked as you got up from the table. He lightly chuckled.

“Oh wait, before you go, I have something for you.” He reached into his back pants pocket and pulled out his wallet. He handed you a black card. “I’m going to be busy with late night meetings as we finalize some contracts at the office this upcoming week and I want to make sure I cover all of your expenses.”

“Sebastian,” You stared at the credit card with the word Platinum branded across it. “This looks- I can’t accept it.”

“Sure you can. It’s got a couple hundred already loaded. Think of it as an apology from last night.” He cleared his throat. You looked at him.

“Listen, I’m sorry for how I reacted-” You said.

“No, I didn’t give this to you because I wanted you to apologize. I’m the one who should apologize.” He got up from his seat and walked around the table to meet you. “In fact, I rehearsed this earlier today and I am not going to let you interrupt me.” He shut you down before you even got a word out of your mouth. You’ve only lived together for a few weeks and he already knew you so well. “I was stupid last night. I shouldn’t have overreacted. I have a history with Michael and before you ask what happened, we’ll save it for a time when I can explain everything. I just don’t want you to get hurt and with that man, you’re guaranteed to get your heart broken. I don’t want him to play you the way he’s played, other women. And,” He paused and sighed. “I care for you. A lot. You being here with me has made me really happy. Being involved at work so much I don’t have time to relax or have a good laugh with anyone, but you’ve changed all of that.”

Was your face getting red? Because you were pretty sure it was.

Sebastian wrapped his left arm around your waist as he towered over you. He pressed his right hand against your cheek.

“I like you. I really do. I’m saying this now because I want you to think of the possibility of us. If you don’t feel the same way, I’ll wait. I won’t pressure you. If you don’t feel anything, I understand. Losing you to someone else I’ll have to cope with it, but losing you to Michael will ruin me.” He pressed his forehead against yours and closed his eyes.

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest and you were pretty sure he could feel it too.

“Say something. You’re scaring me.” He whispered.

“I-I don’t know what to say.” You responded.

“You don’t have to tell me how you feel right now. I just want you to tell me when you’re one hundred percent sure that you do feel the same way or you don’t. Whether it’s next week or next month or next year, I will wait. Okay?” He leaned back and looked into your eyes.

“Okay.” You nodded.

The morning dragged through, there were little tasks to be made. After you were done with them, you played a little solitaire on your desktop. You briefly called the hospital to check in on your dad. The nurse said he had significantly improved, and they didn’t need to extract the blood from his brain. He didn’t need a surgery might even wake up one of these days, his body was just taking time, which was normal. As soon as Sebastian arrived at the office after his first meeting of the day, you followed him to his desk and told him the good news about your father which was followed by him rushing to you to hug you, which made your eyes start to water.

You made some phone calls and set meetings in the conference room. Your dad’s slow but positive reaction to the medical treatments made you feel a lot better. You were having a good day. Maybe more than a good day because Sebastian’s speech over breakfast kept replaying in your head over and over again throughout the day.

You snapped out of your little recap of the day and came back to reality. Rachel was sitting across the hall, waving her hands frantically over her head. “What has gone into you, what has you on cloud nine?” She chuckled. “I’ve been trying to get your attention for over five minutes.”

“A lot of things.” You sighed. “But what did you need help with?”

“I’m just making sure you RSVP’d for tonight.” She said.

“RSVP’d what?” You asked. Rachel’s eyes instantly widened.

“Did you not get the e-mail?” She asked. You shook your head. Just on cue Sebastian stepped out of his office and greeted us.

“Good work today, ladies. I will see you all tomorrow.”

“Goodbye, boss. Happy Birthday, again.” Rachel smiled.

Today was Sebastian’s birthday.

“It’s your birthday?” You blurted out. Sebastian smiled at you shyly.

“Yes, silly. Didn’t you congratulate him?” Rachel spoke.

You got up from your desk and hugged him. “Why didn’t you tell me today was your birthday?” You whispered in his ear.

“Honestly, I forgot about it.” He responded. You pulled away from him and Sebastian winked at you. “Have a good day, you two.” He waved goodbye before walking away with his portfolio in hand.

“Since you didn’t RSVP to our boss’s surprise birthday party tonight, I am taking you as my plus one.” Rachel cheered. “A couple of supervisors are going to trick him into going to the party tonight. Ahh! I’m so excited.”

“What’s the attire?” You asked.

“Formal. Very formal. Think red carpet attire. I’m taking this cute blue dress I wore at my sister’s wedding.” Rachel said. “I assume you’re not ready so I suggest you either run to the nearest store right now or go home and dig through what you have in the closet.”

Nothing. You had no formal attire in your closet. Thanks to Rachel, all you had was sexy lingerie.

“I’m going to run out of here and find something.” You turned off your computer and reached for your bag.

“Pick you up at 6? Send me your address!” She shouted as you walked down the hallway. “I won’t be home. Send me the place’s address instead. I’ll meet you there!

You raced out of the office and got to the nearest store you could find. A couple of looks through the racks and you were definitely not able to afford most of the stuff there. Those tags had too many zeros. You remembered the card Sebastian gave you that morning and pulled it out from your wallet. You called the number on the back of the card. The customer service representative picked up.

"Hi, I just got this card from my- uh- friend and this is the first time I’ve had an account with you guys so could you walk me through how much I can use today.”

“Yes, m'am may I have the name and number on the card.” You finished giving her the information and a couple of moments later she began answering your questions. “Okay, how much did you think of spending?”

“I was told this card had a couple of hundred, maybe one or two hundred dollars. I just don’t want to spend more than half of it-” You were interrupted by her light chuckle.

“I need to buy a dress and-”

“I apologize for my laugh there, ma'am. But there seems to be a misunderstanding on your part. You do have a couple of hundred on this card. A million. To be exact.”

You almost dropped your phone. One fucking million dollars.

“One million?” You asked.

“Your boyfriend knew you were going to call and left a note for you here saying ‘Buy whatever you please. You deserve this and more. Love, Seb’. And honey if you ask me, I would not buy a hundred dollar dress, this man deserves a lot more than that. Give him something to drool over.” She said.

“Oh, I will.”

Your phone had blown up by the dozens of calls Rachel had made. You listened to the couple of voicemails she left, upset that you had yet to arrive, how you missed Sebastian's facial expression and how she was getting drunk alone.

You had arrived at the luxurious rooftop club and got in the elevator to get to the rooftop they had rented out for Sebastian. You may have missed the surprised reaction to the party but you were going to have a reaction of your own. You were left alone in the elevator and faced the mirrors on the side making sure You looked your best. You had bought a red dress with a deep v-neckline and a slit that reached the top of your thigh. You had black strap heels and your makeup was definitely as you say, 'slaying’. You fixed your straightened hair to the side and bit your lip and your reflection. You looked like a billionaire’s lover. And maybe you were about to be.

The elevator door opened and you stepped out into the rooftop. You found Rachel alone, slumped down on the first table to the right along with a glass of what you assumed was whiskey.

Her face lit up as soon as she saw you and waved you to come over.

“Holy fuck, you look hot.” She chugged the rest of her drink down and pulled you to sit down with her in the booth. The music was blaring and people carried on their conversations. No one had caught a glimpse of you. But you didn’t care about any of them. Just one.

“I need to give Sebastian his gift.” You told her. “Do you know where he is?” You asked.

“I think he is in the back by the bar. Funny he kept asking me for you too- Oh shit.” She groaned.

“What?” You followed her gaze to the entrance. There stood a woman, blonde, about your height. Wearing the most elegant gown you had ever seen. A gown similar to yours but in black, a gold accent at the top and these smoky eye shadow that clearly made any man swoon. She gave you a bad feeling. “Who is that?” You turned around to see Rachel pulling your dress back to look at the inside of the top.

“You’re wearing Versace!” She yelled, slightly slurring her words. A few people a table away turned around. Rachel was clearly drunk.

“Rachel, who is that?” You asked again. “That’s Diana. Sebastian’s I-don’t-fucking-know-what-she was-but she worked for the company for a while but something went wrong and left. I am pretty sure they fucked. He was miserable without her. ”

Was Diana the girl Sebastian had the toxic relationship with? Was he her sugar daddy?

“He has a thing for blondes.” Rachel slurred. “Especially that blonde. I don’t know what the fuck she is doing here.”

“I’d like to know too.” You stood up from the booth and saw as she found Sebastian who was by the bar at the end of the room. They greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek.

“She’s also the fucker who nearly destroyed this company by ruining Michael and Sebastian’s friendship- Hey! Where are you going?”

You just needed to hear the beginning of Rachel’s sentence to know You had to make your way over there. You started turning heads as you walked across the room. Diana seemed to try and start a conversation with Sebastian by touching his arm and making a throaty giggle. He faked a smile as his eyes continued to scan the room. That was until he saw you making your way towards him.

His jaw instantly dropped as his eyes scanned you from head to toe, and you tried to sway your hips a little more as you walked to him. “Happy Birthday, Seb.” You held your arms open for an embrace.

“If you’ll excuse me.” He told the blonde woman next to him before meeting you halfway.

“Sweetheart,” He gave you a gentle squeeze as he held you in his arms. “I see you used my card.”

“I see you left me a little message with them and a little more hundreds than you told me you had given me.” You whispered a little too close to his ear.

“I was just sharing something I have too much of.” He replied. “And after this little surprise, I might just give you things like those more often.”

“I’ll take that as a challenge.” You said seductively.

He took a step back and looked at you amazed. “Who is this girl in front of me? What did you do to my roommate?”

Someone cleared their throat behind you, you turned around and saw Michael leaning over the bar with a drink in hand. “I was about to ask Sebastian who is the young woman he was talking to but now that I see that it’s you. May I?” He held his hand out. You took it, thinking it was a handshake but he lifted your hand up and made you turn around to give him a 360 view of you. “Wow, you look amazing.”

“Thank you.” You said feeling very uncomfortable. Like you were a tiny little organism under a microscope, and Michael was looking down at you through that microscope.

“That’s enough, Michael. You know the rules.” Sebastian stepped to your side, almost as if he was about to defend you and start punching Michael. “You can’t date anyone that works for us, especially my assistant.”

“Oh, don’t worry, Sebastian. We’ll keep it away from your ears. I know how well you like to spy on your employees.”

“Michael,” The blonde girl that was with Sebastian a few moments ago, Diana, stepped in and tried to pull Michael back. “Calm down, don’t make a scene.”

Michael and Diana took a step back and walked away. Sebastian winced and relaxed his body from its previous stiff posture.

“Are you okay?” You asked as he braced himself on the bar stool.

“I am, thanks for asking.” He took a deep breath. “She’s a-

"You don’t have to explain to me. I’m going to check in on Rachel, she’s a little tipsy.” You touched his shoulder. “Ignore him and enjoy the party. It is yours after all.”“I’ll try. Just promise me you’ll come back. I want to introduce you to some people.” He said. You nodded and excused yourself before checking in on Rachel who at this point was too drunk to function.

“Rachel,” You shook her shoulder. Her head was placed down on the table. You ordered her a glass of water with lime.

“Ooh, vodka.” She took a sip.

“It’s not- ok, fine drink it down.”

The party ended later, Rachel managed to get back to her senses. Well.. almost all of them. You kept your promise to Sebastian where he introduced you to almost everyone working for him. You met a couple of accountants, salespersons, important clients and his best friend, Brendon. Brendon reminded you a lot of Sebastian which explains why they were best friends. He cracked a couple of jokes to the birthday boy and Sebastian scrunched his nose and laughed.

At that moment, your heart warmed up. It wasn’t the way he was sexily dressed or the way you were. But in that moment he was happy and smiling to the whole world. He forgot about Michael and that one Diana chick that rubbed off on you the wrong way the moment she entered the room.

You danced a couple of songs, of course in a group. If you were both caught dancing alone together there were clearly going to be some rumors circling around the office. Sebastian didn’t want that to get out of hand. He broke a couple of dance moves and by the end of the night, you felt like you got to know Sebastian a lot more.

By the time most of the guests had left you said your goodbyes to everyone, not forgetting about the birthday boy. Wanting to put off the act that you were not living together at the same apartment at the upper east side where You took his bed and he took the couch and you walked in on him last night- well. You know how it goes.

“Are you taking Rachel home?” He asked as you walked away from the group. “Yeah, we’re just gonna catch a cab.”

“Let me take you guys. My car is parked outside.” He pulled out his car keys.

“Oh, boss. You don’t have to.” You smiled. Sebastian smiled back.

“No, I insist.” He said.

You both took tipsy Rachel back to her place and promised her roommate that you would check in on her tomorrow morning to help with the clear hangover she would be having tomorrow.

Sebastian and you drove back home in silence. It was the kind of peaceful silence you wouldn’t want to break, it was comfortable. You went up to the apartment, turned the lights on and took his jacket off of your shoulders. Which smelled of him, the cologne he used and left a lingering scent on your skin. You could tell he wanted to say something but at that moment, you didn’t feel like talking.

You turned around and grabbed the side of his face and pulled him in for a kiss. He gave out a small moan before pulling back. “You’re drunk.”

“Sebastian, I didn’t have a single sip of alcohol tonight.” You pulled him in for a kiss again and tugged on his tie.

“Wait,” He pulled back, panting for breath. “Is this you answering my question?”

“Yes and,” You bit your lip and leaned in to whisper in his ear. “I know what you did last night. I came back just in time to hear you screaming my name.” You admitted. You could feel Sebastian’s face begin to burn against your cheek. “I’d be lying if I didn’t think it was hot. Actually, I had a little fantasy of my own in my dream last night-”

His hands grabbed the under part of your thighs and lifted you up to wrap your legs around his waist. He growled and attacked your neck with kisses as he pressed you against the nearest dining room wall.

“You have no idea how hard it was to control myself in front of all the guests when you looked like this. Just for me.” He said in between kisses. You lifted your head slightly higher to give him better access to your neck. “But what made you change your mind about us?”

“You’ve been treating me well and come on, what’s a sugar baby without her daddy, am I right?” You shrugged. Sebastian pulled back from you and scanned your face.

“Oh my god.” He said incredulously, before attacking your lips again.

He pulled you away from the wall and began to carry you to the bedroom where he gently placed you down on the bed. He pulled his tie off in a swift movement, began to unbutton his shirt. You sat up at the edge of the bed and came at eye level with his belt. Your hands reached forward as You began to unbuckle it.

Sebastian was left with just one single undergarment. “Oh fuck.” You looked at his huge bulge and then at his back reflection in the mirror behind him. "Shit, you got a nice ass.”

“And you got a sailor’s mouth.” He grabbed the hem of your dress and pulled it over your body. The look on his face was definitely one you will never forget. Thank god for Victoria’s Secret.

“Just one last thing.” You smiled and bent your leg over the bed to begin to unstrap your heels when his hand wrapped around your ankle.

“Leave the heels.” He commanded. Instantly, you brought your leg back down to the floor. “Lie back down.”

You nodded and did what was told, you were left to face the ceiling and your mind began to wander. Did I really just do that? Is this not another one of those fantasy dreams I am having? Maybe I am really in bed, trying to fall asleep and Sebastian is in the other room getting ready for sleep. Maybe-

Your hands grabbed a fist full of the bed sheets as your back slightly arched up. You had not noticed your core was fully exposed to the man kneeling down at the end of the bed. You suddenly felt this great sensation of a tongue lapping-

Your eyes fluttered shut as you tried to bite back the moans filling in your throat. You swallowed hard and lifted your head up to see him in between your legs, his eyes instantly locking with yours as he continued to please you.

“You’re delicious.” He mumbled against you. The vibrations his mouth gave you as he moaned against you. You wanted him and you wanted him now.

He pressed in a finger and then two as his mouth began to work your folds, moving at a faster pace each time. At this point, you couldn’t hold in any noises right now.

“You taste just as sweet as I imagined,” His dirty talk filled the room as you struggled harder not to rip the bed sheets to shreds. His fingers kept hitting the right spot inside of you and you were just coming close to the edge.

“Fuck- Sebastian I’m gonna-” You instantly grabbed the back of his head and ran your fingers through his hair.

“Come for me, baby.” He whispered and with those four words You fell apart. His mouth continued to work at you as you came down from your bliss. You half sat up, still panting, to check up on him. You looked over at him to see him pull off his briefs. You immediately did the same with your bra and we were left naked, admiring each other.

He crawled over to you where he positioned himself in between your legs. He pressed his tip against you.

“Are you sure about this?” Sebastian asked.

“Very sure.” You answered.

Without breaking eye contact, he entered you inch by inch. You whimpered as he began to move inside you, setting a rhythm with his hips. It wasn’t long until you were screaming his name.

“Sebastian-Oh fuck.” You began to claw at his back. Sebastian gave you a gentle smile as he looked down at you.

“You like that don’t you.” It sounded more like a statement than a question.

“Y-Yes. Fuck.”

“There we go.” He chuckled lightly as he found your sweet spot. “You’re so tight for me, princess.” He picked up the pace, hitting the same spot over and over again.

At that point, you were sure he was going to break the bed. In fact, you wanted him to break it.

You felt yourself nearing the edge again and you tightened your legs around his waist and rolled over so that you were on top.

“My turn,” You said. You began to roll your hips up and down his body as he reached for your breasts his fingers rolling your nipples. He sat up and circled his tongue around your right one.

You sensed Sebastian near his climax and you rolled your hips one last time before sliding up and down his shaft. His hips bucked up just as yours came down and your lips met again. Breathless, you reached our climax almost at the same time.

You fell against Sebastian’s chest as he pumped the rest of himself into you. He fell back onto the white fluffy pillows and held you in his arms. You waited to catch your breath before you got off him.

You both lay together on the bed not bothering to look at each other. The room stayed silent and the nerves kicked in. Wasn’t he supposed to say something right now?

A pinch of guilt began to flood your mind. That was until you felt a hand interlace with yours.

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