Stefan Salvatore in a sequel of smut stories. 'She likes the Salvatore🤌🏼' Sexual content and possible triggers. Read at your own discretion! - - - - - - - - - - "Don't let it go to your head" i sassed back. He raised an eyebrow and climbed onto the bed as he pulled his vest over his head. "It will go to my head when I have you begging for my cock" he smirked as his face edged closer to me. I felt my cheeks flush a light pink of the idea of him fucking the attitude out of me. "I won't give you the satisfaction" I muttered into his lips, his breath hovering over my lips. "We'll see" he hummed with a grin as if he could look into the future. "Take your shirt off" he demanded. How far could I push him.