Chapter 4: Hot and Bothered
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Ahem ahem....
She ignores.
She pretends to be busy on her phone.
Another ahem..
She sighs and turns back "What?" She asks bit of annoyed by him.
He grins like a child. "Hello, Doctor Gilbert" he says. Elena squints her eye "Are you following me?" She asks. He grins more. "No but what if I'm?" He asks seductively.
Elena ignores, going back to her broody mood. "What are you gonna do?" He adds, a little bit push and he would get her off the edge.
"Well, this is an auction not an award show. So, I'm assuming you're following me" she says. He breaths out of his teeth. "Well, you're a doctor and you shouldn't be at an auction, Love" he says, touching her hair that came out of her bun. She slaps his hand. Love? Who calls that. She asks herself.
"Auction of Medical supplies. Last I checked, I'm a doctor so this is my place" she says crossing her arms. "Hmmm" he hums in his mouth, smiling at her.
"Let's have a dance, shall we?" He asks bringing his hand out. Elena looks uncomfortable. "It's an auction not a party, Stefan. And besides leave me alone" she demands. He whines "Come on, Elena. We can give them a little show." He says. Elena ignores him, looking away.
"Besides you can have a little fun with me by leaving your grandma broody mood for a few minutes" he tells her confidently. Making her more and more angry.
"Did you just call me a broody grandma?" She asks in astonished. How dare he?! She can be fun. She knows he's doing this on purpose just to get her mad and make her do whatever he wants her to do. And she shouldn't be reacted like this but she can't ignore it though.
"I can be fun but not with you" she says. "Oh, come on" he takes her hand in his, leading her on the floor. "Stefan!!" Elena curses silently.
"Ah-uh. The cameras are on us, Elena." He warns, placing his hand on her waist. She sallows, most of the eyes are on them. People are giving them warm look. He keeps looking at her, loving the way she's feeling uncomfortable and awkward.
He leans down at her hair level. Elena wants to run away from his grip but it's too tight. He lets his nose lingers near her hair. "What are you doing?" Elena curses silently. "Hmmm, lavender" he says. Then leans more down on her neck, pulling her closer to his chest. Elena's pretty sure she's now hidden inside his coat. She's so skinny.
He lets out his breath on her neck, Elena shivers. So warm, so hot. She closes her eyes, her mouth gaps open but a little. "Hmmm vanilla" he says softly.
"Stefan, get away from me" she says but he ignores as he spins her around. Her back presses against his chest, she bumps into him. He roam his hands from both side of her waist to hips. "Stefan, stop it" Elena curses. He leans his head down, watching her sexually frustrated against his chest.
"You don't want me to stop. I'm practically holding you so that you don't fall on the ground" he says softly but seductively. Their hands are intertwined.
"How long have you have not sex?" He asks. She opens her eyes shot. "Or have you ever have sex?" He asks so personally. Elena says nothing. She lets go of his grip, looks around awkwardly. People are busy so she starts to walk faster. The audience notices it so they start to clap. Stefan shoots his smile at them and gently walks away.
Elena storms into the bathroom. She drops her hands both side of the basin, as she breaths out. She's so turned on right now. She's sweating. She looks at her in the mirror. She's craving it. Craving for him. She doesn't know what's she craving for. Him, the moment or sex or frustrated of her full boring life.
Suddenly she hears the bathroom door opens. She looks at it, sees Stefan coming into the bathroom. He locks it.
"Stefan, what are...?" She can't even get to finish it as she finds herself against the wall. His lips are against her lips, brutally pressed. She welcomes his kiss. She starts kissing him aggressively. She keeps her hands on his neck and shoulder.
He have his hands on her hair and waist. When they are out of breath, he lets go off her but spins her back against him so her back is now pressed against his chest. She bites her lip when she feels his hard buldge against her ass. She whimpers, letting her head fall against his neck "Stefan, don't do this" she curses, breathing heavily. Stefan starts running his hand on her leg, bunching up her dress so that his hand can go higher, deeper.
"You're saying don't do this and yet you're not stopping me" he whispers into her ear. Elena's hand is following his hand, getting inside her thigh. She lets go of it when he feels his hand brushing over her core over her wet panties. Her hands fly on the back of his neck.
"Mmmm" he hums, starts to play with her wet folds. "You're really so weak, Elena" he whispers in her ear. She looks in the mirror. They look so wild, hoth and frustrated. His hand is playing inside her, he's having a hard sex face. Her mouth gets widely open when he bunches up her panties aside and slips a finger into her folds.
"Oh God!" She closes her eyes. "Fuck!" He curses, getting another finger inside her. He turns a little to see her face. Her body has no control over her. She's floating in the air. So unprotected, fragile. It furious him more so he pumps harder into her. She bites her lip, don't mind bleeding out now. His buldge is getting more bigger and bigger. It's growing and brushing against her ass.
"Stefan! Harder" she demands. He chuckles as he pumps into her harder. Her thighs are a complete mess. Her juices are dripping off of her.
"God! She breaths out when she reaches her climax. All this whole time, Stefan keeps looking at her. He never experiences something like this. He never plays with any women's pussy's. All he does is passing out at parties and wakes up next to different women. This is what his sex life is. But now with Elena, he doesn't even know why he's doing this. Why is he so eager to have her, play with her, make her cum in his finger. That's not Stefan Salvatore do. He doesn't please anyone. He takes pleasure. But having a sweaty, unprotected, self confident doctor in his arms is completely turn on for him. His growing buldge is a proof.
After Elena's all nerves come to her senses she opens her mouth. "Stefan, I can't" she says brushing her hand on the back of her neck, gripping softly. Stefan sighs. "I know. I'm sorry if I went too far" he says softly, breathing lousy, getting his hand out of her panties.
Elena nods with her eyes closed but she knows she has to control her body. She lazily opens her eyes and pulls her body away from Stefan. She's a mess so is he.
She holds on the basin with her drop head. Her legs are shaking. They don't say anything. Regaining on their breathins. "Take of your panties" he says out of nowhere, Elena turns back, tugging her messy hair behind her ear. "What?" she asks in disbelief.
He raises his eyebrow, pointing at her. "Take. Off. Your. Panties" he spells the words. She wrinkles her eyebrows, totally confused but she does what he tells her to do.
She takes it off. He takes it out of her and shoves it into his pocket. She swallows. "I'll see you, soon. Elena" he smiles, licking of his finger that have inside her not so minutes ago. He smiles sinisterly, unlocks the bathroom door and walk away.
Elena's eyes fall on the ground. She looks herself in the mirror. She looks so wild, hot, bothered. She's still trying to calm her breathings.
What the fuck is wrong with you, Elena?
"More teasing or go slow?
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