A Fan Girl's Dream

Chapter Twelve

"Let's get out of here." I nodded and he grabbed my hand, leading me away. He stopped at the table by the door and grabbed one of the signed copies.

"I need this." I looked at him and he shrugged. "Hey, I was a guest tonight! I deserve this."

I laughed. "Sure thing, I can sign your first one if you want, babe."

"Honestly? I'd love that." Sebastian smiled at me as we walked out together, climbing into my limo.

"Where to?" The driver asked, not knowing how big of a question that was. Was I just going home? Was he coming with me? Was I going to his place? I looked to Sebastian and he smiled softly.

"Whatever you want to do."

I sighed. "I..."

"Hey." Sebastian grabbed my hand. "There's no rush here. Whatever you want to do."

"No, I want to go to your place again. But the paparazzi..." I explained.

Sebastian nodded and leaned forward to talk to the driver. "We can drop her off at her place." He turned to me. "Does it have a back exit?" I nodded. "Perfect. Drop her off, go around the back, then pick her up and we'll go to my place." He sat back next to me. "Sound good?"

"That sounds perfect. Thank you."

"You're quite welcome." He smiled at me. And then his smile turned to a grin. Before I could ask what he was thinking, he turned towards me and grabbed me, pulling me into his lap. I sat with each leg on either side of him, facing him. I put my arms around Sebastian's neck as his hands slid down to my ass. He held me tightly. I could feel his breathing against me, it felt like my entire body was on fire. The chemistry between us was insane, and he wasn't even kissing me yet.

So I leaned in, slamming our lips together, one of his hands slid up to the back of my head as the other tightened on my ass. I moved, grinding my body closer to his, wanting more, closer, anything I could get. I felt himself harden against me as I moved.

I started to pull away from the kiss and he bit my lip, tugging it gently as I pulled back. "Sebastian..."

"Yes sweetheart?" He innocently asked, sliding his hands up my dress along my thighs.

"You're killing me." I groaned.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about, baby?" He continued to speak innocently as he started to kiss down my jaw, to my neck. His hands reached my underwear and he slid his fingers under the sides, tugging at it as he lightly bit my neck.

"Shit, Sebastian..." I moaned out as I pressed myself harder against him. He let out a slow breath, while still keeping up his kissing and nibbling along my neck.

He grabbed the sides of my underwear, starting to tug them down. He pulled away to look at me, as if asking permission. I nodded and moved so I was sitting beside him. He knelt over me, pulling the underwear completely off me, slowly. His blue eyes stared into mine the entire time. The slow, torturous movement were killing me. I was soaked.

He leaned back, looking at me and lightly licked his bottom lip before biting it.

"God, Sebastian. You can't do that." I groaned. This man was too sexy for his own good, I was desperately close to an orgasm and he hadn't even touched me yet.

Sebastian seemed to like that, he smirked at he leaned over me, pressing me against the seat. His hands slid slowly up my legs until they reached my thighs. He spread my legs with one hand, placing himself between them. "I don't know what you're talking about, baby..." he whispered, his lips just inches from mine. I felt his fingers slide along my inner thigh.

"Sebastian..." I tried to push my hips towards him but he grabbed them and held them down with his other hand.

"God, baby... it sounds so good when you say that..." he moaned, kissing my neck. I felt his fingers move towards my clit and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.