Hellbound Heart

Elle managed to button up his shirt half-way without touching him. She had been careful not to touch him while doing so and she also did not dare to lift her eyes to look at him. She knew full well how dangerous it was to look him in the eyes at such a close proximity.

And thus, she kept her gaze focused on his shirt and quietly did her task. But as seconds ticked by, the temperature surrounding them suddenly felt hotter. She could feel his gaze, probing all over her face.

Wanting to finish the task as soon as possible, Elle tried to do it quicker. But in her attempts to rush, she only became more nervous. Her attempt only made her fingers fumble even more and the buttons over his abdomen kept slipping from her fingers. That kept happening until she accidentally brushed his skin with her fingertips.

He immediately stiffened as Elle snatched her hand back, whipping her head up to look at him. It was an accident! Truly!

She was expecting him to grab her hands and throw it off his but… surprisingly, he did not. Instead, his eyes smoldered into hers. Dangerous grey hell-fire burned in them.

Just as she was about to pull away, his mouth suddenly latched onto her neck, causing Elle's body to go into a complete static state for a moment.

His hand then reached out and without taking his mouth off her neck, he pulled her over him.

Elle could only widen her eyes as she found herself straddling him.

"You're already aware of what will happen when you come this close to me, right Izabelle?" he whispered suggestively as he continued kissing just below her ear.

"I was… just… I just wanted to do something to make your mood better." She explained, not wanting him to think that she had been doing all that to get close to him.

He paused for a second. "My mood…" he echoed lowly. His eyes had a meaningful gleam to it.

"You looked frustrated and definitely in a bad mood." Elle attempted another round at giving her excuse.

Another short moment of stillness passed before he resumed kissing her neck, his tongue moving upwards to the rim of her ear. "You've already succeeded, baby." He whispered hotly and he licked the inside of her ear, causing Elle to shudder deliciously. This man! His moves should all be categorized as lethal.

"I really don't mean this…" Elle tried her best to stay rational. She cannot go on like this. And not just that, this was dangerous. Every time he made a move, every time his eyes met hers, every time their body touched, any thoughts that were in her mind would be sent flying. "Sebastian… please… we can't… a car might drive past."

"So what? We're already a married couple." Sebastian could not help but tease her. Her reactions were interesting to watch and they amused him.

"We're royals and you're the crown prince. What if someone takes a photo –"

"This car is anti-camera." He cut her off, still not stopping from what he was doing. His hands started caressing her, effectively making her body sing along with every little ministration he did. "So just relax, baby. Let me pleasure you while we wait for the rain to stop." His low murmurs, a perfect compliment to the gentle drumming of the rain on their car.

Elle bit on her lower lip. Lord… it was happening again. Why was it so hard to resist this man? She thought she's at least going to build some tolerance as time passed but… why was the opposite happening?

Soon, her mind was being overcome by the seductive pleasure that was building between them and it was getting harder for her to think. But she reminded herself of the promise she had made to herself that night. She still would not have sex with him unless… unless he would allowed her touch him. She needed to stand her ground.

But right now, she did not have the heart to tell him no. She did not want them to stay and get stuck in this car with his even darker mood. Lord… she was highly conflicted. Her reason and desire were having a death match again.

Before her seduced mind could even begin to decide, he had already slipped his hand behind and expertly unhooked her bra, earning himself a sharp gasp from Ellen's parted lips. Smirking at her reaction, his naughty hands now slipped under her shirt and cupped her breasts. She quickly bit down on her lips to stop her moan from escaping.

He started kneading, pinching, and playing with her breasts as he continued feasting on her neck. Licking and kissing her like a beast that was long deprived of its favourite meal. And she could not help but feel herself tingle and pulse with need. It truly was inevitable. She could feel herself getting wet down there, wanting him to touch her and make her cum. Good lord… she was so hopeless right now. Her hands were trembling from the suppressed need for release as well as the effort of holding back and not just letting go.

"F**k… I can already smell you dripping down there. Such an attention seeker, pretty cunt." He chuckled with so much pleasure and sexy mischief in his voice. His dirty talking had started so suddenly and without warning and Elle knew that was the sign of hell-fire going past the point of being under control. And Lord help her because her body was dying to be burned. And as embarrassing as it was for her, she had to admit it to herself as her physical reactions to him were also getting out of control.

His hands travelled down, his one hand went straight down, cupping her there. "I can't wait for this dripping wet cunt to f**king drench me completely." He uttered and then he yanked her stretchy trousers down. And along with it, came her underwear too.