I'll wrap my hands around your neck so tight with love, love.

I'll wrap my hands around your neck so tight with love, love. by pinklipstiiick featuring givenchy

(flashback)

I walked off of the set, feeling Sebastian a few steps behind me as I added a little more sway to my hips than usual. I liked tempting him. It was one thing on set since the script required us to have chemistry which at first wasn't there... Now it was impossible to turn off both on set and off. Tossing my head over my shoulder, I smirked to myself as I caught him staring. It was like he couldn't get enough of me and as bad as I didn't want to admit it, I couldn't get enough of him either. He was like a drug, the sexiest man I had ever seen in my life and I was so hooked.

I gave him my most innocent face, the one that didn't quite reach my eyes since I couldn't stop thinking about him and how good he looked without any clothes on. We were pushing three months of working together and I'd already made him break most of his rules, and yes, he had actual rules. He caught up with me quickly as I turned the corner of the lot, his arms grabbing my waist and pressing my back against his chest. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked in a low tone, his head tilting down immediately to press his lips against my neck and inhale me.

I leaned into his touch as we kept walking, my hands dropping onto his arms as my pulse got quicker under his soft lips. "You made that stupid rule about leaving the set without drawing too much attention to us," I answered in a soft and small voice. As much as this was a game to us, exciting and so fucking sexy, it left me vulnerable. I wasn't a virgin, but compared to Sebastian Pitt? I might as well be.

"And that's how I want to keep it," He clarified, not wanting to risk breaking another one of his rules.

I let out a small sigh but knew better than arguing, I'd lose either way. "Since I'm such a good girl..." I trailed off, a shiver running through my body as he  nibbled at my skin, "Don't I deserve a reward?"

He pulled his head back and grinned, leading me toward his trailer full of intentions I'd only dreamt about. "Oh you do gorgeous," He said as he spun me in his strong arms, pressing his lips hard against mine and forcing me to walk backwards until my body was caged between the wall of his trailer and him.

I kissed him back, parting my lips and allowing him to slip his tongue into my mouth, the kiss growing in passion as my hands tangled with his hair. My breath quickened as a moan escaped my throat, my body wanting to give into the constant ache he always put between my legs. He drove me insane, it was a wonder how we'd gone so long without going all the way. "What?" I  breathed out as his lips moved back down my neck, sucking and biting as if he couldn't get enough of me.

"I want you Ar," He murmured against my skin, his hands sliding  down to my ass to press my hips against his and let me know in which way he wanted me. That ache between my legs? It had spread... everywhere.

"I can feel that..." I trailed off and pressed my hips harder against his, his erection making it hard for me to comprehend even a thought or another reason why we should wait. I didn't even know what we were doing with each other, if this was some sort of affair since he had no intention of ever taking it public. I didn't mind that though, at least the keeping it a secret part. I was determined not to become another number to him since his reputation seemed to define him a lot in our industry. The man was like walking sex though, I couldn't see how or why any woman would ever want deny him sex. But I had. For months. And honestly, it was getting harder each and every day.

"Yeah?" He growled against me and my teeth sunk into my bottom lip as moved his along my collarbone. I was breaking, so fast. I'd never wanted anything as bad in my life like I wanted him.

I moved my hands down his side, one grasping his hip while the other slipped between us to cup him through his jeans. "How bad?" I let my fingers grasp him and then run along his length, sizing him up even though I'd already seen him naked. His body was perfect, every glorious inch. My fingers itched to undress him, my mouth watering to be all over him and taking him in my mouth again until he was coming.

"Stop teasing me gorgeous," He bit down on my soft skin and made me moan.

"How bad Seb?" I whispered, my voice breathy and low while I moved both hands to his belt and managed to unbuckle it. Next I worked on his jeans, unzipping them quickly but before I could slip a hand inside, he had both of my wrists pinned above my head to the trailer.

He pulled his head back a little to take in my face; my eyes pooling with list, my lips slightly parted, and my cheeks red from the frustration I felt. His expression was intense... intense and so incredibly sexy. There weren't words for how bad I wanted him. "You're not the one who asks questions," He answered eventually before crashing his lips against mine again, wrapping his fingers tightly around my wrists to show his dominance and desire before letting go and smirking. 

I couldn't move, I felt frozen with desire. I wanted him to take me whatever way he wanted, prove how bad he wanted me since he was bad with words.  I watched him open the door of his trailer out of the corner of my eye, my arms slowly lowering until my hands were set on his shoulders. "But you're not asking me anything anyway," I said finally as I let him lead me into the small space, our bodies still pressed together since I couldn't stay away from him and he seemed to feel the same way. We were like magnets.

He encircled my tiny waist with his arm, keeping me steady against him as he looked down at me. The look on his face changed, softened a little, and in that moment I wished I could read his thoughts. He was such a mystery to me, but that was what drew me to him in the first place, besides his obvious God-like looks. There was so much to this man, much more than what the media gave away on him. He amazed me. "Lift your arms," He instructed, making me wonder why he wasn't just ripping my clothes off instead.

"That's not a question," I said back and bit my lip, a small smirk struggling to appear on my face.

He raised an eyebrow, grinning, and I did as I was told. He slid his hands under my top, peeling the piece of fabric off of me and caressing my ribs in the process. His head tilt down to press a trail of kisses up my stomach and to my neck before taking care of my lips again, proving that the addiction was mutual.
"Lay down gorgeous," He stared into my eyes and smiled, high on excitement and on me.

I wasted not even a second and laid down, my breaths heavy as my chest rolled up and down. He reached behind his head to pull his shirt off, my eyes taking in his hard chest as he tossed the tee aside and hovered over me. I reached for his body, desperate to touch every inch, but he cut me off with one of his cocky grins and nuzzled my neck. "Patience Ar," He said quietly, moving his lips down my neck as I stopped breathing for a moment.

I tangled a hand in his hair as he lowered himself down my body; kissing along my collar bone, discarding my bra and kissing each breast slowly, then lead a trail down my stomach, sitting up briefly to yank my jeans off my long legs. "Stop taking your time," I whispered, my eyes watching him closely, every move he made driving me a little more insane than the last. It briefly clicked in my head that this was it. We were going to have sex. There were a million reasons why we shouldn't, a dozen odds stacked against us... but in that moment? I wanted nothing else. I craved him, obsessed over him. I was so fucked because I was falling for him and so hard. Propping myself up on my elbows, I licked my lips automatically as he stood up to take his jeans and briefs off. The perfect body I dreamed about every night? I swear it got better every time and my dreams did it no justice. "Come here," I said in a low voice, trying to sound seductive but I was probably blushing all over.

He shook his head with his grin still intact, the next thing I knew I was crawling towards the edge of the bed and running my hands down his chest. "You're beautiful," He said quietly, tilting my chin up and lowering his head like he planned on kissing me but changed his mind at the last second. Instead his hand moved down my neck and between my breasts, stopping only when his hands were back on my wrists and pinning them behind my neck.

"I want you," I told him and pressed feather soft kisses against his stomach, keeping my eyes locked on his.

He lifted himself in a straighter position, tightening the hold he had on me. "How bad?" He asked, using my own words against me as he smirked.

"So bad..." I trailed off in a breathy voice, my head tilting down but before my lips could land on his erection he yanked my wrists, forcing me to stretch my  arms over my head and lowering my back flat on the bed.

He let go of me but kept me pinned with the look he was giving me, climbing on the bed to lay next to me and adjust himself on his side, his hands back on my body in one second and gripping at my waist to roll me onto my hip so that my back was resting against his chest. Bowing his head, he brushed his nose up the line of my neck until his lips were pressed against my ear, "Let me check." His hand traveled down my stomach, my body tensing when his fingers moved between my legs and started playing with my clit in slow circular movements that got me moaning softly. I was so fucking wet, practically dripping down my thighs.

I stretched my arms and looped them around his neck, my head resting on his shoulder as I spread my legs apart for him. "More Seb," I breathed out in such a low tone that he groaned back in response and pressed his erection against my ass.

"More what?" He asked before nibbling at my skin in the same moment his fingers pinched my clit, making me moan louder and die a little. I had never been so turned on in my whole life, never wanted him inside of me so bad that it literally hurt.

"You, I can't wait anymore..." I trailed off to let another moan escape my throat when he rubbed me harder. "Please," I added, never one to beg but I wanted him that bad. He made me lose my mind, lose reality.

His free hand reached for the back of my knee, propping my leg on his hip as he adjusted his erection between my legs. "Say it again," He ordered in a quiet tone, his fingers no longer playing with my pussy but leave that place to his dick as he grabbed it with his hand and rubbed its head against my throbbing clit. Fuck. It was torture but felt like pure heaven.

I tilted my head to the side to look at him, his lust filled eyes nearly killing me. "Please Seb..." I practically purred, moving my hips to get as much as I could take to ease my craving.

He pressed his lips gently against mine as he pushed the head of his dick inside of me, leaving it rest there for a few seconds as my eyes widened over how fucking huge he was. And how amazing he felt. Not able to resist a second longer, he dropped his hand onto my stomach to hold me in place as he pushed all his length inside of me with a roll of his hips, the friction between us the sweetest torture. "Fuck Ar," He roared against my mouth, pulling out before plunging back inside of me harder and deeper than before.

I let out the breath I had been holding and closed my eyes, focusing on the way he kept moving inside of me and how nothing had ever felt so good in my life. "Oh my god," I whispered and tossed my head back into his chest. Each thrust felt deeper, so fucking deep when I wasn't even sure how he'd fit inside of me. But he did, he fit perfectly.

"Look at me," He said in a soft voice, the order so sexy but I kept my eyes closed as my breaths hitched. His lips moved down my neck and sent a shiver through me as he pushed my hair aside with his nose, nipping and sucking on my soft skin. My whole body was on fire and I was soaking wet for him.

My eyes fluttered open and I bit into my lip as I watched his mouth move to my shoulder, postitive that he was a god and this was a dream. "You are so fucking sexy..." I trailed off in somewhat of a daze, his eyes flicking up to meet mine as he grinned against my skin. He bit down hard and in that same moment, pulled out of me almost completely, only to slam back into me. "Seb!!"

"Uhm," He mumbled and slid his hand slowly down my flat stomach until his fingers were resting on my clit. I was holding my breath again, pressing hard up against his chest as he rubbed in circles that mirrored the way he was moving inside of me. Tightening instantly against him, he groaned and slowed down,

"You're so tight Aria... So fucking tight."

I lifted my hand up, reaching behind me for his hair and tangling my fingers in it as I moved my hips as best as I could. "Do you like that?" I smirked at him, moans nearly cutting off my words as he moved faster again, driving me so crazy I felt like I might die.

He tilted his head a little to look down at me, a smirk creeping onto his soft lips as our eyes met. I felt butterflies in my chest, my heart felt full. I wasn't sure what he was doing to me, but I was loving it. "Do you want me to talk dirty to you?" He asked as he ran a free hand up my chest and cupped my breast.

I moaned again when he stopped moving and keep himself still, buried deep inside of me. "Maybe," I whispered as my cheeks turned red, my eyes not moving from his. My hand rolled into a fist as I grabbed his hair harder, trying to move my hips and fight with him for more while he pulled his way out of me so  torturously slowly.

"You're naughty. I like it," He said against my ear before his fingers pinched my hard nipple and my throbbing clit at the same time, making me scream while he rested the head of his dick against my opening. He was going to kill me. Seriously.

"You're a tease and I don't like it instead," I retorted before I moaned louder, my words only making him pull at my sensitive spots roughly. Dear god, I loved it really. I loved him teasing me and making me want him more than I had ever wanted anything else. "Seb!!!"

He shifted his body and let me slide from his chest and rest on the bed, his head lowering to press a kiss on my lips while he pulled his hands away from me to set them by each side of my head as he propped himself up on his palms. When I broke the kiss, he grinned as he bore his eyes into mine. "Open your legs for me," He ordered and positioned himself between my thighs, looking impatient and down right sexy.  A second later he was already entering me with a firm roll of his hips, his groan filling the room and joined by my moan.

"Sebastian.... oh my god," I cried out and raked my fingernails down his back, his groans making me shudder underneath him. He shot me one of his grins and I shivered, moaning louder when he lowered his head to capture my breast in his mouth, sucking then biting. My lips were still parted, my breaths heavy as his mouth moved up my neck, sucking hard enough to leave his marks on me. The makeup artist was going to have a fit, but it felt so fucking good I didn't want him to stop. Ever.

"You feel so good," He mumbled against my neck, biting on my skin and making me spasm against his dick. I couldn't hold off much longer. Honestly, I was surprised I lasted this long seeing as how all it usually took for him to get me off was a little fooling around.

I let one of my legs wrap around his back with my heel digging into him as he held my other leg down, pinning it to the bed and leaving me wide open for him.
"Harder," I whispered, surprised by my own words since I was pretty sure I wasn't going to be able to walk tomorrow or maybe for the rest of the week.

His fingers sunk into my thigh as he sped up his pace, the only sound in the room was my moans and his balls slapping against me with each thrust. "Fuck," He growled, letting his hand slip between my legs to rub my clit. And that was it, I lost it. I came so hard against him and kept coming, my chest rolling up and down as he kept moving inside of me.

"Seb!" I screamed, my eyes shut tight and savoring the moment and my orgasm. I thought that I was good at making myself cum... but nothing compared to him. I had a feeling that nothing ever would.

"Look at me," He ordered through gritted teeth, the tone of his voice low and rough. When I opened my eyes again, he grinned, his thrusts harder, faster, and wilder until his climax joined mine. And fuck, I had never experienced something so intense in my whole life. "Christ," He groaned as he kept moving, riding our orgasms out, his groans mixing with my moans which turned quieter.

"Oh god," I breathed out once he poured all of himself inside of me, my legs sliding from his hip and dropping on the mattress as I wrapped my arms loosely around his shoulders. My breathing was still labored but so was his, his body resting motionless on top of mine as he buried his face against the crook of my  neck, a smile working its way onto my face while I enjoyed the way he still felt inside of me.

"Tired?" He mumbled as he pressed a kiss against my neck before pulling his head back and sliding out of me regretfully, making me whimper softly.

I watched him closely as he rolled over onto his side, the look on his face impossible to read but I'd heard enough rumors about him to know that I was already overstaying my welcome. Still, I didn't want to leave. I wanted to spend the rest of the night with him inside of me, and even that didn't sound like enough. "Maybe a little sore," I admitted, scrunching up my nose a little as my body silently agreed.

He raised one eyebrow at me as he shot me a smug grin, staring at me and keeping motionless while I thought about what I was supposed to do now. He didn't seem like the relationship type, let alone one who wanted the girl to stay over and cuddle.

"I'm not sorry about that," He said eventually and lifted his arm as he smiled, an invitation for me to come closer.

I shifted my body and pressed my chest against his side, my head resting on his chest before he wrapped an arm around my neck to keep me against him. It was actually nice... it felt right, like a perfect fit. "I'm not either," I closed my eyes again but a small smirk was playing on my lips.

After a moment of silence, he tilted his head down, whispering into my ear, "Don't even think about taking a nap gorgeous, I just started with you."

(present)

My bed flexed as I imagined a body climbing in besides me, my body stirring but I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes just yet. My dream had been a good one that I wanted to hold on to, memories so vivid I could almost swear I could feel Seb holding me now. "Wake up gorgeous," He whispered against my ear, engulfing me in a hug but being careful with me since I valued my sleep. Still, we'd been apart for ten days and it felt like an eternity.

A smile played on my lips as I cuddled against his hard body and asked sleepily if this were real or if I were still dreaming. I hoped for the first, not ready to feel him leave me again.

"You can sleep later, now I need you awake babe..." He said softly, playing with my hair as he pressed a kiss on my forehead.

I peeked one eye open and closed it again, my smile quickly turning into a grin as I let my chest rest against his. His body, so perfect even the best dreams did it no justice. "I was just dreaming about you," I said in a quiet voice, almost inaudible.

He let out a chuckle as I reached for his hair and tangled my fingers with it before running them down to his neck and cupping it like I might never let go. If I had my way, I wouldn't. "Tell me about it," He replied and kissed my lips, pulling back only when they parting greedily for more. When he asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I told him that all I wanted was him. Of course there were a million materialistic things I wanted, but nothing compared to him.. to him laying here in my bed and holding me. Suddenly the lonely birthday week I had been dreading was starting to look up, even if he was planning on spending only one day with me. I hoped that wasn't the case though, I was needy when it came to him. I'd never get enough and I'd die trying.

"We were naked for starters..." I trailed off and bit my lip, sliding my free hand under his shirt to touch his abs. I wanted to moan from the simplest touch, thats how crazy his body drove me. "Take this off," I gave a yank to the material as he laughed softly again.

"Keep going," He whispered and ran his hand down my smooth thigh, hooking my leg with his as he moved his hand to my ass and left it there.

I moved my hips against his and let out a soft sigh, distracted by him as always and so turned on. And god, I was so in love with this man I could barely comprehend anything else. "I missed you," I said instead and let my eyes flutter open to find his in the dimly lit room. It made me wonder what time it was, but I pushed the thought aside instantly and focused on my man, how happy I was that he was finally with me again.

"I know," He grinned back at me and I felt my chest tighten a little.

"You missed me too? How sweet of you," I smirked and leaned my head closer to his, sliding my palm higher to his ribs as I kissed his neck gently and then nuzzled against it.

"I did." He paused and let out a sigh before grinning, "A little."

"You might be a good actor, but you're a bad liar," I said, the tone of my voice oozing confidence and amusement since I knew him better than anyone.

"At least I'm good at one of them," He retorted with a smirk, looking down at me when my gaze shot up like he must have expected.

I narrowed my eyes on him, a silly smirk still curved on my lips just so slightly, "What is that supposed to mean Sebastian?"

He tilted his head down to silence me with a kiss, his hand patting my ass. "Shh go back to sleep gorgeous," He whispered instead of answering.

"But you told me you need me awake," I said back, not missing a beat and struggling to lift myself up as I set my hand on his chest.

He forced me down on the bed again, hovering over me before pressing his body against mine. I moaned quietly, not fighting him but wrapping my legs around his instead. He used his hand to push my hair off my neck, frowning when he glanced at it. "Something's missing," He flashed me a quick smirk before attacking my neck, biting down hard then sucking, his hands reaching for my wrists to keep me in place until he was done. Fuck he was hot.

"Better now?" I asked as I bit down on my lip once he pulled his head back and looked at the freshly made mark.

He nodded his head and his eyes went back to mine, a shiver running through me. "Happy birthday," He announced as he pressed his lips against mine.

I furrowed my eyebrows, wondering if I'd slept through an entire day. It was impossible. "Tomorrow's my birthday," I said against his mouth, confused since he never got dates wrong.

He smirked wide, "I know but I want to give you your gift."

"You?" I asked with a smile as I wrapped both arms around his neck, wanting nothing more than to spend another week with him.

He shook his head as he pulled away from me, lifting himself into a sitting position while my eyes stayed on him. "I hope you like it," Hd said in a quiet voice as he reached for the envelope in his inner pocket and handed it to me.

I took the envelope in my hand and lifted an eyebrow at Seb who looked nervous as ever. For a man as confident as he was, it was nice to see that I still had that effect on him.. not him doubting himself, but trying so hard to keep me happy. I only wish he could know how lucky I felt to have him back in my life.

"What is it?" I picked at it, slowly opening it up.

"Open it and find out," He grinned but still looked nervous. I had to admit, that only made me feel nervous. Surprises always made me weary, not that I had even a doubt that I'd dislike whatever he was giving me.

"Such logic," I wrinkled my nose again and pushed myself into a sitting position, crossing my legs Indian style and bringing my free hand up to my mouth as I yawned.

"Feel free to take your time."

I looked at Seb and stuck my tongue out at him before grinning and getting the envelope opened up. Peeking inside, I slipped two tickets out and read them, not hiding the shock as my mouth fell open, "Coachella?" I looked up at him with my eyes wide, wanting to throw myself into his arms because honestly? I couldn't have thought of a better gift.

He nodded his head, "We're taking a private jet and -"

"Oh my god!!" I threw myself into his arms and hugged him, smiling into his chest as he wrapped his arms around my waist to hold me. I wanted to stay like this for a while, but I was already taking inventory of my wardrobe and what I'd wear. And where were we going to stay? Thank god I had Seb to plan everything out and leave me without even one worry.

"Did I do good?"

"You did perfect baby," I said seriously and pulled my head back to smile up at him. "Thank you."

He took a few second to stare at my smile, then let his eyes stare into mine as a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth, "You'll find many ways to thank me gorgeous, I'm sure."

"Now?" I asked as I imagined doing just that. My arms wrapped tighter around his neck as I shifted my body against his suggestively, wanting to make him feel good by thanking him with my mouth... kissing every inch of his perfect body before wrapping my lips around his dick and making him cum.

He suppressed the urge to groan and shook his head instead, knowing me too well and where my mind wondered to just there. I was insatiable when it came to him. No matter how much I'd get, I'd always go for more. "No, now you have to get up and get ready," He said quietly, sliding his hands onto my ass automatically.

I nodded quickly, the short sexy reverie already forgotten although I was still positive that I was wet. We had a few hours on the plane to take care of that though. "Where are we going to stay? How will we get there? Are we-" My flow of questions were cut off by his lips pressing on mine.

"Too many questions," He muttered against my mouth before turning what was just contact to a kiss, his lips molding around mine as he sucked gently, taking his time to savor me and remind me why I was so damn lucky.

I pulled my head back, breaking the kiss and smirking with an eyebrow raised, "Right, I don't need to know the details." That part, as I already knew, would come later too. He never went without putting a thought into every single detail and I was sure he'd done the same this time too. The trip was already planned and I was most likely putting us behind schedule without even knowing it. "I'm sure you planned everything perfectly, you control freak," I added in a teasing tone and he let me. Both of us knew that I admired that about him and if it weren't for Seb's anal tendencies? I'd be running around like a chicken with it's head cutoff, not a care in the world.

"Nothing less than perfection for my perfect girl," He said, amusement in his tone.

I made a sound between a giggle and a chuckle, scrunching up my nose and looking at my perfect guy, thinking about how we evened each other out in just the right ways. "Nice line Mr Pitt."

He grinned wide and placed a firm spank on my ass, "Go get ready Miss Gates."

"Ouch." I smirked back at him, sliding my hands on his hard chest, "When are we leaving?"

"The car that will take us to the airport is already waiting for us, you have 30 minutes top," He said casually, watching my eyes widening instantly. "It's just a weekend, you don't need to pack your whole wardrobe."

"But it's all about fashion and the latest trends there," I said with a pout, already crawling off the bed and rubbing my closed eyes with the back of my hands as I yawned.

"Are you sure about that? Erin showed me pictures and it looked like everyone was trying to channel Woodstock," He eyed me as I grabbed my overnight bag which was more like a normal sized suitcase. I opened it and began lining the entire bottom of it with panties and lingerie I'd probably never get the chance to wear on the trip... but if the moment came up? I'd be ready for it.

"Well... yeah," I concurred with a shrug, already looking at my shoes.

"You could wear a long shirt and boots, but I don't think you're going to need this," He reached over and snatched a lacy red piece that had lost it's bottoms thanks to Seb's eager hands.

I grabbed it back and tossed it into the bag once more, "That's for the hotel room since I'm assuming we won't be camping outdoors."

"You don't feel like roughing it out in a tent?"

I let out a laugh and shook my head, "I wouldn't consider that roughing it, pretty boy."

He yanked on my wrist and tugged me back onto his lap, not missing a second and spanking my ass. Hard. It never got old and it still turned me on every time. "Pretty boy?" He asked when our eyes met, a smile on his lips even though I knew he wouldn't appreciate the nickname. He'd hate it instead and I'd pay for it later, I was sure.

I nodded and set both palms on his chest, "The prettiest in fact."

He spanked me again, this time harder and making me groan, "Try again."

"All this foreplay is really working me up," I said with a naughty glint in my eye, trying to keep him smiling. His smirk was sexy as hell, but his smile? God, it warmed my heart as cheesy as it sounded.

"You have 15 minutes, give or take," He moved his hands to my ass and let his fingers stretch out over it.

"Fifteen minutes to please you?" I raised an eyebrow and grinned mischievously. "I think I can work with that..."

"To finish packing and get some clothes on," He replied with a grin matching mine, he had to be at least contemplating the offer though.

I looked down at the old tshirt of his I had on, lacy panties peeking out from underneath, "You don't like what I'm wearing?"

"I do," He said quietly and grabbed the hem of the t-shirt to peel it off my body, pulling his head back when I lifted my arms to take in my bare chest.

"But you're undressing me, do you want your t-shirt back?" I asked before biting down on my lip, trying to tease him since I'd already embraced the fact that sex would be put on hold for a while. Still, I liked making him want me as bad as I wanted him.

He ignored me and grabbed my hips, forcing me to get up unfortunately. "Get ready Aria," He said seriously, the tone of his voice firm like it was an order.

"You're no fun when you're all serious like this," I retorted but was still smirking. I bent over him and cupped his jaw with my hands, pressing a soft kiss on his  lips as I kept both eyes on his.

Instead of answering, he sunk his teeth into my bottom lip as his hands grasped at my panties to push them down my legs, making me moan. "You don't need these," He said once he pulled his head back, planting another spank on my ass.

"Ouch," I muttered and massaged my cheek as I pulled away from him, gloriously naked and not even the slightest bit embarrassed about it. My eyes avoided his on purpose since I knew he was watching and I liked making a show of it. I pretended to not notice the way he looked at me, touching my body casually like I didn't know the effect that I had on him. I liked pushing him to the point where he wouldn't be able to think straight and eventually give up. It could last a few hours, but he always gave in to me. "No panties now or no panties ever?" I asked as I bent over to reach for the skimpy piece of lace and looking at him through my open legs.

"No panties until I say so," He groaned as he ran his hands through his hair, forcing himself to tear his eyes away from me. He looked away, glancing at his  watch as I picked up a shirt, "You barely have-" His words ended and his eyes were back on me as I slid my arms into the shirt he had left the last time we had been together. I rolled up the sleeves of the white shirt and knotted the front without buttoning it. When he brought his lust filled eyes back up to mine, I was smirking wide, "If you keep teasing me like this, I warn you Aria, I'll use my leather crop on your ass until you won't be able to do anything but lay in bed while I'll be at the festival."

"A leather crop?" I repeated, my eyes widening because I wasn't sure if that sound sexy or just downright painful. Honestly though, I wasn't willing to find out. As much as I loved the kinky part of our sex life? There was a line that had to be drawn... mine was apparently leather crops.

"Yes," He said simply and grinned.

I picked a skirt off of the top of my clean clothes pile and made a mental note to clean up the place when I got back. I'd been in Chicago for about two months already and it looked like I was still living out of my suitcase, which technically I was. It was hard going back and forth between New York and Chicago, but we were managing to make it work. "You seem to be forgetting that it's my birthday," I quirked and eyebrow and stepped into the skirt, no panties on underneath per his request.

He kept his gaze on me and I felt my body heating up, "And?"

"And you should be showering me in gifts and love..." I trailed off, looking away after saying the last word since we still hadn't touched that territory. It was obvious that we were in love... that part of our relationship never died, even when we broke up years before. Was it weird that we never said it now? Probably. I mean, I'd said it a few times and got back some ridiculous response instead of what I wanted to hear. I decided to keep those words to myself and wait until he was ready to say it. If that day never came then we'd just know that the feelings were there without ever acknowledging it. Nothing we did was ever by the book.

"Don't you like your gift?" He asked, breaking the silence as I finished zipping up my skirt and adjusting my shirt to make sure my nipples weren't peaking out.

"I love it," I smiled and walked over to where he was still sitting, setting my knee beside him on the bed and lowering my head to kiss him slowly and carefully, his soft lips on mine making me ache for more. "Ready?"

"You forgot something," He replied with his lips still to mine, the corners of my mouth turning up into a smile. I liked the sound of that.

"What?" I breathed out as his hands grabbed my hips.

Instead, he forced me back onto my feet and pointed at my overnight bag, "You need to finish packing."

"Because packing only lingerie is so bad?" I faked an innocent smile while he kept his gaze blank, "Okay okay! I'm packing!"

"You're running out of time gorgeous," He smirked as I pulled away from him, his eyes glued on me and I tried to decide what to bring at a record speed. Half of me figured that if I grabbed enough, I'd be able to throw at least three days of outfits together. Basics. I needed basics and I couldn't go wrong.

"Stop looking at me like that, I feel under pressure," I shot him a glance then started pacing the room quickly, my hands grabbing skirts, tops, jeans, shoes and pretty much everything I found on my way and tossing them all in the bag. I could still feel Seb's eye on me, feel the smirk on his handsome face and god did it make me nervous. I hated being rushed.

"Well you have less than 5 minutes left," He shrugged but didn't stop watching, smirking the entire time.

"Seb!" I narrowed my eyes on him for maybe a second, then stormed into the bathroom and disappeared. I brushed my teeth with one hand, using the other to grab handfuls of makeup, face wash, spare toothbrush, and toss it all into my makeup bag. I spit into the sink and reached for a towel to wipe my face, still multitasking and making myself feel a little proud of how fast I was moving and thinking.

"Two minutes!" He said loud enough for me to hear, missing the eye roll I gave him in return. And the finger once I had a free hand.

I walked out the bathroom and used my make up bag to hit him in the chest, "You're stressing me." I tossed the makeup bag into my overnight bag, finished with a minute to spare.

He bent over to grab it, using his free hand to wrap his arm around my shoulders, "I'll make up for that later with a massage."

"Really?" I raised one eyebrow at him, wondering if he meant it since usually it was him asking for a massage. Not that I minded that... it usually lead to sex.

He tilted his head down and pressed a kiss on my lips as he ushered me out of the trailer, "Only because it's your birthday gorgeous."