“I said I’m sorry. I thought you were stepping out on me, at my own apartment.” He responds coming close. He pulls me to him and leans down to kiss my neck, his hand drifting up my bare thigh. I push him and walk away. I take two steps before he pulls me further into the darkness.
He pushes me against the wall. His front to my front and his nose caresses the soft curve of my neck.
“Angel,” he says tenderly, kissing my neck and my marks, “I like seeing these on you. I like knowing that I left a part of me on you, even when I’m not around.”
“S-Seb.” I stutter. He traces his lips up and down my neck then inhales me. “I don’t think-”
“How about an orgasm for an apology?” He coos, caressing my back and ass under the sweatshirt.
“Wh-what? No.” I groan out unconvincingly when he moves his hands to my front and slowly strokes my nipples.
“You drive a hard bargain.” He whispers, teasing me by gently sucking my shirt covered nipple. “But I’ll negotiate, how about two?”
“Two what, oh god, Sebastian.” I moan when he finally sucks in my nipple hard, giving me what I want.
“Two orgasms. How about…” He suddenly turns me around so that his chest is to my back and I’m facing the wall. “How about, I take this finger over here,” he murmurs, tracing his index finger from my belly button to my nipples. He flicks them, over and over again.
“And reach under this shirt, that shows too much of your legs, and caress the lips of your pussy. Not quite touching where you need me to touch angel, which is your clit, and it’ll drive you crazy. You’ll hate me for a moment … or two. You’ll want to hurt me for ignoring your pulsing, aching clit, but then you’ll scream your thanks when your orgasm is that much stronger in the end. And then, I’ll flip you around, kiss down your body and reward you for being a good girl and taking my torture. I’ll lick you out like a man starved, and when you come a second time, you’ll forget all about being angry at me.”
He makes good on his promise. He drives me crazy by neglecting my clit, and I’m begging shamelessly for it. But he was right when he said my orgasm would compensate for the torture. Turning me around, he starts licking at my clit, lapping at it, uses his whole face to rub it, and then he flicks the tip over and over. He throws my leg over his shoulder. And right before my orgasm hits, a screaming Selena emerges.
“Seb! Get your tongue out of my friend’s vagina right now before Jax kills Michael!”
I look at her, prepared to laugh at her statement but the fear in her eyes stops me. Shit. Sebastian dresses me quickly before running behind Selena.
I move to go inside but I almost fall. My legs … they feel like jelly. Damn. Sebastian Carter’s tongue should be in the Guinness Book of Records.
I’m sort of in a trance, my body calling for Sebastian. I find him in the middle of a fight. His muscles protrude as he punches a classmate of ours, Michael, across the jaw. Alayna quickly briefs me about what’s going on. Jax went ballistic when he saw Michael trying to kiss Selena. I never liked Michael, nor did I trust him, so I don’t care, not when I hear the nasty words, he’s spouting about Jax and Selena.
Regardless, I can’t keep my eyes off of my strong man who very easily grabs Michael in a chokehold with one arm and texts someone with his other. His effortless strength reaches me internally. The thought of such a powerful man being undone by me turns me on more than anything. Someone walks in and takes Michael. Again, my eyes remain on Sebastian.
He turns around, searching the crowd until his eyes find mine. He approaches and grabs my waist.
“That fucking idiot. I don’t get how-Isabel?” He stops mid-sentence when he notices my facial expression, and his eyes darken in understanding. “Isabel?” He repeats, tightening his hold on my waist to a painful degree, but I welcome it.
“Take me upstairs.”
He does. We reach his room and he throws me on the bed, falling on top of me. “This time,” he holds my chin tightly, “you don’t leave after one, two or three times, got it?”
“Yes, Sebastian.” I say immediately and kiss him frantically.
Chapter 6
I wake up the next morning sore … everywhere. The events of last night catch up to me, and I flush. I never knew I could come so many times, over and over again until I begged him to stop.
I look at the clock facing us and see it’s twelve in the afternoon. Shit, I need to work on the fundraiser. I’m meant to meet the owner to discuss what she’s expecting. I untangle myself from Sebastian and stand up. I wince as soon as I do.
“Didn’t take you for a fuck em’ then leave em’ type.” He says from behind me.
I look at him and smile coyly. “Morning.” I say, trying to brush my hair with my fingers. “I’m not, but I really need to go to the library since I have a deadline soon.”
“I thought you finished your homework for the week.”
He looks so cute, sitting there with a puffy face and half-opened eyes.
“I finished my academic work, but I volunteer at a charity called ‘Therapeutic ways’ and I’m in charge of organizing a fundraiser to keep it afloat. I have to give the boss, Sally, my ideas.”
He pats the space in the bed next to him. I sit and wince again at my soreness.
“Shit, are you okay?” He looks horrified as he straightens himself.
“Yeah, don’t worry. My muscles and my umm … you know,” I point towards my crotch with reddened cheeks, “are very sore.”
“I hurt you? I’m sorry I didn’t realize-”
“No, don’t be. It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex. Also, it’s not like I wasn’t begging you for more every time we finished.” I recall the four condoms we threw away throughout the night.
“I don’t like it, Isabel.” He wipes his face then looks at me with a frown.
“It feels good Seb, the soreness.” I confess, biting my lip. “It reminds me of last night which was …”
“Phenomenal.” He says as his eyes darken. I grin at him, happy that it was as good for him. “What’s this fundraiser you were talking about?”
“It’s for a charity I’ve been volunteering at for two years. It helps disabled children. We organize activities for each member which is appropriate to their unique condition. For example, certain team exercises help develop communication skills, friend-making skills, and confidence. But more than that, we offer emotional support. We talk to them and give them a community and a place to become stronger and more confident.”
“What?” I ask when his mouth tilts to a smile.
“What you’re doing is amazing.”
My cheeks heat from his compliment.
“Thanks. I don’t want them to close down so I suggested we organize a fundraiser and I was put in charge. And FYI, it’s a lot more work than you think.”
“I have soccer practice in two hours, but let’s organize a time and we can work on it together. I’ve been working in my dad’s business since I was fourteen – I might know a thing or two about making money.”
“Fourteen?” I ask dumbfounded.
“Yeah.” He chuckles. “I’m planning to take over my dad’s empire. If it was up to me, I would’ve skipped college and worked with him instead. But he wanted me to study and swore that college will be some of the best years of my life.”
“Well, I would love your help! I want it to be amazing. It’s really important to me.”
“Then we’ll make it amazing.” Reaching for his phone, he types out a text. “My driver will take you home to change then to the library.”
“Seb, I can take a cab home then walk to the library.”
“You’re sore – I want you off your feet as much as possible today. My driver will be here in five minutes.”
I love that he wants to care of me. No one’s ever taken care of me.
“Fine.” I acquiesce. “Oh, and Seb?”
“Yeah?”
“If you ever humiliate me again, I’ll kick your ass.”<
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“Then don’t flirt with someone else.”
After my meeting with Sally, I’m at the library working when I get a call from Selena. “Hola!”
“Isa, I’m kind of worried. Can you come home?”
“Yes of course. I’ll be there in ten.” I hang up and pack my things and eight minutes later, I arrive at our dorm room.
“Hey, what happened?” I sit next to her on the couch.
“I can’t find Jax.”
“What do you mean you can’t find him?”
“His parents threatened to hurt me if Jax doesn’t end things and now he’s missing.”
“Are you serious?”
She nods and bites the corner of her thumb.
“Selena,” I begin, taking her hand in mine, “how serious is this threat?”
“I don’t know but Jax is either with me or Vince is. Oh, Vince is the new bodyguard Jax hired for me. He’s coming up with ways to throw his parents off our backs ... but now he’s missing and I’m worried. I went to his parents’ place but he’s not there.”
“I’m sure nothing’s wrong. Here, I’ll call Sebastian.”
“Hey Isabel, missing my co-”
“Important issues here, Sebastian.” I interrupt. “Have you seen Jax?”
“What?” He sounds serious now. “No, why?”
“Selena hasn’t seen him all morning, he doesn’t have his phone on him and he’s not at his parents.”
“She went to his parents?” He asks angrily.
“Yeah, but that’s beside the point. Where could he be?”
“Give me five minutes, I’ll call you back.” He hangs up.
“Shit.” She says, leaning back on the couch. “Distract me, Isa, please!”
“I slept with Sebastian.” I blurt out, not looking at her.
“I realized.” She replies warily. “Do you like him?”
“What?” I respond immediately. “No way. We just hooked up a few times and you know, he’s the manwhore of the college, not really the girlfriend type. And I’m fine with that – just sex. And it’s amazing sex.”
“So, you’re what? Friends with benefits?”
“Umm, I guess so? But exclusive.”
“You know, Jax told me he hasn’t hooked up with the same girl twice … like ever.”
“What?” That gains my attention.
“Yep. I’m not trying to bring your hopes up but Jax did say that to me. But also, be careful, he is pretty ... slutty, I guess. But then again, so was Jax.”
“Oh, no way.” I tuck my hair behind my ear. “This is nothing like that. Me and him would never work. We argue too much. And he doesn’t want anything serious.”
“And what about you? What do you want?”
“Right now? I’m enjoying it, going with the flow and having fun. I mean you only live once, right?” I wink at her.
Even if Sebastian and I end tomorrow, he’s made me feel more confident and eradicated some of the damage my mother’s cruel words have done to me. My mother constantly demeaned my character and made me believe I was hideous. Selena and her family made me feel loved, so they helped me love myself as a person. But physically, the men I was with disregarded me. I thought my mother’s words rang true when it came to how unattractive I am. I got better throughout the years, a lot better, however, nothing compares to how powerful I felt when Sebastian saw me naked for the first time. The awe in his eyes got rid of the physical insecurities that have been with me for a long long time.
My phone interrupts my thoughts and I answer immediately, putting it on speaker.
“Hello?”
“Stay home, he’s coming now and he’s kind of furious.”
“How did you know where he was?” Selena asks with relief.
“Just did. Okay, got to go. Bella, lick you later!” He says before hanging up. Selena stares at me for a few seconds before we both burst out laughing.
“Did he just say lick you later?” She asks trying to contain her laugh.
“Yeah! I swear he’s crazy.”
Once Jax arrives, I head to my room. I’m still fairly sore and running home to Selena didn’t help matters. The stretches I do don’t help either. I give up and go over the poems we’ll be covering this week in class. I spend an hour reading before the doorbell rings.
“I got it!” Opening the door, I see a large woman holding a bag and wearing a uniform.
“Hi.”
“Hey! I’m Stella. I’m here for the massage appointment.”
“Oh, okay. Selena!” I shout her name.
She sticks her head out of the door. “Yeah?” She responds breathlessly.
“Your massage arrived.” She looks back into the room then pops her head out.
“Not for us, maybe it’s from-” She’s cut off when Jax slams the door shut.
“The reservation was made by Sebastian Carter. Is this the wrong apartment? It’s for a Miss Isabel Talen.”
My mouth drops in surprise.
“Oh, I’m so sorry, I just didn’t expect this.”
“No worries. I’m also sorry for the late arrival. You’ll still get an hour’s massage. The additional request was added much later than the initial booking.”
“Additional request?”
“Yes. Your masseuse was initially a male, but I was asked to take his place.”
Who knew Sebastian was such a caveman? I lead her to my room as butterflies engulf my stomach. She starts to set up as I pull my phone out of my pocket.
Isabel: Thank you
I text. I don’t know what else to add. I’m speechless.
Sebastian: Let me know how you feel afterward.
I grin like an idiot and get ready for my massage. I spend an hour of pure heaven under her hands. I offer to pay but she says it’s taken care of.
Isabel: My muscles feel so much better, she undid all my knots. My pussy on the other hand …still deliciously sore.
Sebastian: I’d promise not to fuck you the next time I see you, but I don’t think I can resist.
Isabel: I don’t want you to resist. I want you too.
Sebastian: Don’t tempt me. Goodnight.
Isabel: Goodnight, Sebastian
Chapter 7
Three days later, I’m walking to my next class when I see him. He’s walking with Francisco and I quickly catch up to them.
“Hey!” I tug at his shirt and he turns around to look at me.
“Hi, Isabel!” Francisco says with a wide smile. That’s weird.
“Hey, Isabel, what’s up?” Sebastian asks. I see people watching us. They’ve seen us dancing, kissing and there are already rumors about us and what we are to each other. But I don’t give them the time of day.
“Nothing much, what are you guys up to?” He’s being dry and it’s making me feel uncomfortable.
“We’re heading to lunch, want to join?” Francisco responds.
“Nah man, I’m sure she’s busy.” Sebastian says, not meeting my eyes.
“You guys ready for lunch?” A few of their friends join… including Misty.
“Yeah, I have classes anyways. Enjoy lunch.” I offer a fake smile and turn around.
That was weird and I am not imagining it!
That night, I’m watching a movie with Selena and Alayna when I receive a text.
Sebastian: You free? Want to hang?
As if. I ignore his text. Fifteen minutes later, I receive a second text.
Sebastian: Don’t ignore me, Isabel.
“Is that him?” Selena asks.
“Yeah, he has the audacity to ask me to hang out after what he did this afternoon.”
“Ass.” Selena says
“Dick.” Alayna adds.
Sebastian: Are you fucking kidding me?
“Fuck this.” I turn off my phone.
“Damn, you’re a strong woman. I’m in awe of your strength.” Alayna says.
Selena receives a call and answers. “Hey, baby.” She pauses the movie.
“I’
m at mine with Isabel and Alayna, yeah.” Her eyes widen. “Sebastian asked you?”
“Yeah, we’re just watching a movie…. Yeah…. Okay, love you too… bye.”
“Sebastian asked Jax what?”
“If you’re home with me.” Selena responds.
“What? Does he think you’re out fucking someone else?” Alayna adds.
“I don’t even want to talk about him. I need to know how this movie ends!” I press play.
I spend the next day in my room, studying. Sitting on my bed, I’m listening to music as I read my class notes. A scream emerges from the living room and I’m shaken to my core. My heart rate spikes as I yank my earphones off and run out.
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