TORN~ A tragic yet beautiful love story

Chapter 11 (REALLY MATURE)

Sebastian’s POV:

 I slid my hands up to her breasts, and my eyes widened; no bra. I tried to ignore it because I was getting harder by the second. I started to kiss her again, slipping my tongue in at the same time I ran the pads of my thumbs over her nipples. She groaned into my neck and her hips writhed in pleasure, not sure what to do. I smiled into her skin knowing she would remember this for a lifetime. I figured I would milk everything I could out of my “lesson” to Dottie, and really tease her.

Dottie’s POV:

He was being so tender and gentle, and then he swiftly took my shirt off over my head within a second. He began to kiss a wet trail down my neck, nipping every now and then, till her got right below my collar bone. I waited for it, just closing my eyes, knowing he knew what to do. I gasped again as I felt his mouth wrap around my nipple, and biting lightly. I hissed at first, but then Sebastian swirled his tongue around it, soothing the bite. I arched my back towards him. He repeated the action on the other nipple, then continued his work in my neck.

Sebastian’s POV:

I began biting and sucking harder, wanting to leave a mark. I wanted all the boys, and everyone to know that she picked me. My tongue would sooth her skin making her skin erupt in goose bumps every time. I chuckled into her neck, and pulled back, smiling to myself as I saw a red mark forming into a bruise of some sorts. When I made eye contact with her she had appeared to be watching intently, my every move. Her eyes weren’t their usual color, they were dark; it sent a surge of excitement through my body, seeing her aroused like this. I moved stray hairs from her face, almost tickling her skin with my light touch, fingers grazing down her cheek to rest on her jaw. I leaned, never breaking eye contact, and kissed her softly yet passionately. She took the bull by the horns and opened the kiss. I loved this. She was being so forward, making moves, not her normal submissive behavior. I trailed a hand down, to hook two fingers in her pants and underwear rim, tugging them down easily. She kicked them off in a hurry, and I went back up to kiss her. She was becoming erratic, her kisses quick but full of lust, she was driving me insane and had no idea. She tugged at my shirt, and I used one arm that wasn’t propping me up over her to take it off over my head.

Dottie’s POV:

Oh god… If loving him wasn’t enough, this boy was a god. I took a second to just look over him, and I traced his abs with my index finger. He shivered, and couldn’t help himself; he let out a throaty groan and crashed his lips to mine again, lustful, but never loosing the passion and feeling. He slid a hand down my body, to the place I wanted him most. He found my clit and instantly felt how wet he made me. He chuckled, “Who did this to you? Was it Jeremy? Was it Michael? Taylor?” I moaned and he said, “No…” he then smiled and said, “No it wasn’t, was it? Who was it?” I whimpered. “You…” I groaned hitching my hips up trying to get closer. He started to rub slow circles on it, making me moan loudly into the kiss. “Has anyone ever done this to you?”

He purred once more in my ear. I shook my head no as he continued his work. He started to play with my folds, rubbing, pinching, and then rubbing again. I moaned again, and he smiled into my neck devilishly. He found my entrance and swirled his finger around it once. “What about this?” he growled as he slid one finger inside me, curling it slowly, hitting my G-spot. God his fingers were SO long. I groaned loudly, almost roaring at him. He plunged another finger inside of me, and I grabbed the bed sheets, trying not to scream. “How about… this?” he asked at a whisper as he began moving his fingers in an out of me. I had never felt anything like this before. He just looked at me as he pleasured me. He was now starting to thrust his fingers in and out of me hitting my G-spot every single time. I began moaning his name, and as soon as I did, he moaned in ecstasy; loving this too. His quiet, deep, chilling groans vibrating in my neck, almost making it sound like a growl.