Chapter 5: Not him but you
She doesn't stay there after getting out of the bathroom, ignoring Stefan, ignoring the crowd. She's a total mess. A corner of her eye spots Stefan talking to someone and he turns to look at her. It makes her more uncomfortable so she walks faster until she gets into the car.
"Elena" she hears him calling but she doesn't stop because she needs to get out of his sight. She drives faster but doesn't cross the speed limits.
She stumbles in the elevator that's where she notices in the elevator mirror that her dress from the right side is torn. God! How did that happen? She sighs. She holds it tightly as she gets out of the elevator.
She looks for her keys in her purse without looking at her apartment direction. "Elena" she hears. She looks up to see John standing outside of her apartment.
She wrinkles her eyebrows. "What are you doing here?" She stops her movement and asks. He gently looks at her. "I came to drop this by" he shows the files he's holding.
"And want to talk to you about our next surgery." he says. Elena sighs. She actually told him to come to her place with files and about the surgery. The patient is in a very critical condition so they need to study on the patient's case more.
She closes her eyes. "Yeah, sure. I forgot about that" she says hesitantly. "Oh" John says, giving her a questionable look.
"I can come tomorrow.." he says backing away a little. "No, no. It's okay' Elena says. She walks forward to unlock her apartment.
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"All done" John says after studying the case for two hours with Elena. Elena takes more champagne then usual which doesn't go unnoticed by John. He knows her like forever.
"I think it's the last straw" he says taking the glass off of Elena's hand but she slaps his hand softly. She whines. "I'm fine" she barfs.
"Sorry" she says. John laughs. "It's alright." He says softly looking at her. "I'll see you tomorrow" he says still looking at her. Elena smiles softly. He brushes her hair off her cheek, caressing it.
She doesn't protest. She knows she's drunk and she shouldn't be feeling this away. But there's like some hormone inside her has turned her so on that she cannot turn it off. They both come closer until their lips meet. Elena with her sense would never allow it. Damn you Stefan, she curses him in his mind.
John puts his hands on her hips pulling her closer. She gets up without breaking the kiss, and sits on his laps.
She starts taking off his shirt. He's not so much unattractive. But she never feels about him that way. It's the champagne.
They moan into each other's mouths. Specially when John grabs her by the ass, getting under her dress. She doesn't protest, she enjoys it. She's too horny for her own good.
They end up in bed with John hovering over her. She moans then gains control so she straddles him. He is shocked as she takes of her dress, her bra off. No panties. Remember who took it? John looks at her naked body. Probably wondering why isn't she wearing any panties?! His hands run on her breasts, pinching and twisting them. She likes it.
She moves her hips higher to get off his belt, pants and boxers. She notices he's not turned on enough. She sighs. Really?! She felt Stefan's buldge against her the second he pushed her front on the wall. Isn't she hot enough for John?!! He spends his time making Elena go out on a date for once. He craves for it, begs to her but now she's completely naked, hot for him and yet he's not turned on enough.
Elena Gilbert, what are you doing? She can't call Stefan to finish her. Maybe if she does, he may come and finish her. Stop thinking about him, Elena. She curses herself. She starts to rub herself against John so that he can get turned on. She's so not going to give him a blowjob. Stefan fucking Salvatore was sucking his fingers of that were coated with her juices. If she let him, he would have eaten her out with a heartbeat.
His assaults on her breasts, making her angrier. Make your dick stand up for me she says in her mind. After rubbing herself on him, he's turned on enough. She slowly slides herself into him. He groans, slaps on her ass. She yelps, bites her lips.
It's not uncomfortable but he's not one she wants. She wants Stefan Salvatore. She arches her back as she bounces on his dick. John slaps her ass again. Hey, it's not that bad.
She opens her eyes and sees forest green eyes, smirking at her. Stefan! She whispers in her mind.
"Say that you want me" he says seductively for real. She nods. "I want you. I want you so much" she yells bouncing harder and harder. Her ass probably has turned red. She loves it. She hasn't have sex over a decade because she has thrown herself to study, to work. She's out of life. But then Stefan happened, his fingers were inside of her that brought her back. Back from what she's been missing out.
She opens her eyes again and sees brown eyes looking at her instead green eyes. She knows she's close. So close. She orgasms as she pulls herself out and rolls over, not even letting John cum. She stands up and picks out her robe. She wears it.
"John, get out. Now" she yells, throwing his clothes at him.
Elena, rude!
I'm not going to update this story until July 7th. I'm going to quite busy from tomorrow. Thanks for reading.
