Miss Jones

A Night To Never Forget

Amber's POV:

I walked with my hand outstretched as Sebastian kept on pulling my hand, never seeming to falter at once. We took his jeep and went straight to his cabin, a place that only I knew about. A place that gave me peace and gave my head a space to think and ponder over my actions and decisions before I do them and even after I do them.

He is always there for me as I am there for him now. I ended my train of thoughts as we finally stopped infront of the entrance to his cabin where he hurriedly opened the door and pushed me inside with a gentle hand. I did inform my mum about this and the only thing she said was to, and I quote, use protection. Like jeez mum! It's not like we are gonna do it-oh!

I stopped thinking when I felt a pair of lips land on mine roughly, as the door slams violently. His grip on me is tight and needy, passionate yet lustful as he grabs on to the back of my thighs and hoists me up, never breaking our exchange once. I gasp a bit when his hands found their way to my butt and grip it between his hands whilst mine are in his hair, tightly pulling on the strands, as he growls in approval. Damn someone is in the mood...

I was the first to break our passionate make out session, in need of serious air, but this guy can't seem to get enough of me as his kisses move down my jaw to my neck and start biting me furiously, surely leaving some permanent marks. I sigh, relaxing into his arms, my hands still woven in between his raven locks. It's hard to believe that this man is my only safe haven because he not only keeps me safe and makes me feel beautiful, he even, involuntarily, involves me in that same danger and makes me feel fierce and bold, something that I wasn't able to feel in a long time... But I finally have now.

It was then I realise that we have moved from the door to the couch in his living room where he laid me down gently and pulled away, only to pull his shirt off of his body, giving me a full view of his gorgeous body. Holy fuck... God have mercy those abs...!

His eight pack abs shone beautifully in the dim light and I couldn't help myself as I stared at them, while he stared down at me taking heavy laboured breaths. It's like he is carved by the God's themselves. He's so beautiful. My Seb... But then he leaned down and captured my lips with his in a soft yet passionate kiss while his hands wandered to the back of my corset undoing it. Oh god.. Its happening..

I tensed, stopping his movements, making him pull away and stare at my eyes with a soft look, that had a hint of devilishness behind those golden ember eyes. He softly caressed the left side of my face as he looked into my eyes for any sort of confirmation for him to continue what he was doing but... I'm unable to say anything and he seemed to understand that as he asked

"Amber, do you want me to stop?" His voice contained a sort of strain, to seek for any validity from me as he continued to be gentle with me, caressing my face and calming me yet again, filling me with an urgency to tell me to continue with what he was doing with his hands.

But then I knew that he won't continue if I don't say anything which is why I took a deep breath, closing my eyes as I do so. And when I finally open my eyes, I give him a small shake of my head as I say,

"No, don't stop, Sebastian." all the while caressing the side of his face, to which he leaned into my touch as he closed his eyes in content before opening them and swooping down to meet my lips again, as his hands continued to undo my corset.

The rest... Well, you can figure it out yourself. Let's just say that Sebastian and I spent the entire night getting lost in the passion of the one thing that binds us together: Love.

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My eyes feel groggy as I opened them to the bright rays of the morning sun. I rub my eyes, trying to get rid of the sleepiness as I rolled over to check what time it is. But something, rather someone blocks me from doing so.