It's true, baby I'm howlin' for you.

It's true, baby I'm howlin' for you. by pinklipstiiick featuring long sleeve shirts

I rolled over in the big bed, arms reaching out for my boyfriends whos body was missing. Opening my eyes slowly, I remembered the previous night and going to bed without talking. We hadn't solved anything. I hated when he was mad at me, I hated the look of disappointment he got on his face, and the way he blocked me out. The worst though, when he couldn't even stand looking at me. Climbing out of bed, I tugged one of his shirts on, the lacy lingerie I wore to bed in an attempt to seduce him had gone to waste. I padded barefoot over to the desk where he was typing and stood behind him, knowing he knew that I was there but choosing to ignore me instead. It pissed me off, I wasn't going to lie. I fucked up and I was in the wrong, but the way he handled his anger? It drove me insane. "Do you want breakfast?" I asked and watched him shake his head in response. I bit back the sigh that wanted to escape my lips and walked around him, leaning against the desk beside his laptop, that way he had to at least look at me. "I'm sorry," I said for the umpteenth time, knowing how he had to be annoyed by those two words by now. It didn't make them any less true though.

He sighed and leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes and scrubbing his hands over his face. God he was so sexy when he did that, his bedhead even more messed up.

"Will you please say something?" I asked when he chose not to speak.

"I know that you're sorry Ar," He replied and dropped his palms onto his lap. "You don't have to keep telling me every five minutes."

"Then tell me what I can do to make it right," I asked, glancing at the clock and knowing he had a redeye flight back to New York later on. It gave us plenty of time to spend together, but if we were fighting, it'd feel like an eternity. I didn't want him to leave unless we were okay... putting that distance between us? It never helped. 

"I don't know," He said flatly, his words almost sounding weird since he always knew what to do. Everything had to be under control for Seb or he freaked out.

I took a deep breath, struggling to be patient with him. Everytime we had argued in the past it had never lasted long, even if the consequences had been bad, while this waiting to solve our fight was pretty unnerving. "How am I supposed to fix this if you won't even tell me what to do?" I asked.

He turned his head towards me slowly as he found my eyes, "Think about it harder."

I pursed my lips together, blinking at him, "Nothing would work if you're so set on being mad at me Seb, I could try anything and it wouldn't fix anything anyway."

"So you're deciding to do nothing instead?" He asked, being unfair and making it damn near impossible for me.

"Seb," I said in a warning tone and widened my eyes a little as I folded my arms against my chest defensively.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again for a second before looking back at me, "There's nothing to do Ar, you can't go back to one year ago and tell me everything. What is done is done, just give me some time."

"Time won't do you any good," I retorted, wondering how much time he thought he needed or even worse, if he never got over it and held it against me for the rest of our time together. Which I still planned it to be my whole life. The thought worried me and I started playing with a wisp of my dark hair, still staring at him, "You just close off and don't let anyone in, or anything out."

"It's just how I am," He said quietly.

"Okay," I said, feeling defeated. I knew how he hated that word, but he gave me no other option. He needed time, he didn't want to hear my excuses or talk about it... so I was stuck.

"Okay?" He repeated, frustration in his tone. It was the same frustration I felt, that and fear that we'd never get over this. I loved Seb more than anything, but the way he could hold a grudge? It scared me. I didn't want this to be holding us back forever.

"You said it yourself, I can't go back in time and fix what I did... there's nothing to do but give you time," I said without much emotion in my tone when the truth was, I was struggling not to cry. I wasn't a crier and I knew how much worse it'd make this, but god my boyfriend was so stubborn sometimes.

"Fine," He retorted and pushed his chair back, standing up and walking towards the door.

"I'm not going to stay," I said, watching him pause in the doorway. "I decided I'll fly back to New York with you tonight."

He turned around and studied my expression, hopefully my face giving nothing away. "What about talking to your sister?" He asked finally, time passing by so slowly it felt like torture.

"I'd rather work things out with you," I said honestly, although that wasn't all of it.

"What are you leaving out Ar?" Seb asked, knowing me and that I was holding back a little.

"If my sister or Gavin want to tell me? Then they can," I shrugged nonchalantly although in all honesty, the idea of neither of them telling me was unnerving. I knew how Seb felt, me not telling him about his sister, in a way it was the same. It hurt.

He leaned against the door-frame, "Do as you want Ar, it's your decision."

"You're holding back now," I retorted in one breath as I stared at my boyfriend who usually spoke his mind and told me his opinion even when he knew it wasn't what I wanted to hear. I needed that Seb right now.

He pursed his lips together and held my gaze, "I think that there's a part of you who doesn't want to face them."

I parted my lips then closed them again as I blinked my eyes at him, taken aback but I should have been expecting that. It was the truth; I ran when things got hard, even when it wasn't involving my love life. "I don't want to put a distance between us right now," I said instead, knowing that I was changing the subject. A part of me felt like if I stayed behind and let him go, it wouldn't make things easier for us and right now? My top priority was making things right between us.

He inhaled deeply and ran his hands through his hair before walking over to me and cupping my face. "We're fine Ar, trust me. You can still stay here and by tomorrow night you'll be with me again," He reasoned in a calm tone.

"You don't want me to come?" I asked as I stared at him, wondering why we couldn't have more faith in ourselves, in us.

"I do," He answered quickly and I believed him. "I'll support you whatever you'll do babe," He added and kissed my forehead before pulling me into a hug.

I leaned my head against his shoulder and felt myself relaxing for the first time since yesterday. Sometimes I thought that we were complete opposites and maybe that was why everyone thought we'd never last... but truthfully, we were both stubborn and hard headed. "I want you to trust me again," I said in a small voice, knowing that without trust, you couldn't have a strong relationship.

"I do trust you Ar," He sighed, still holding me while I half expected him to pull back. "Just last night..."

"I know," I replied, owning up to what I had done. I pulled my head back to look up at him through my lashes, wishing I could read his mind since I had no idea where we stood. I knew that in the end, we'd be alright. But right now?

He tilted his head down to press a kiss against my nose and I wrinkled it before smiling, that being the smallest reassurance I needed. I loved this man more than anything and I knew that he felt the same way about me. "You frustrate me," He said softly.

"I know that too," I said and let my smile falter to a frown.

"What are you going to do then? Stay an extra day or come with me?"

I let out a sigh, hiding my face in the nook of his neck and closing my eyes while I inhaled his manly scent. On one hand I wanted to stay and talk to my sister, get things sorted out so I could have both my sister and my best friend back... while on the other hand, it wasn't my secret to tell. I wanted her and Gavin to come forward with whatever was going on between them. "I don't know," I said eventually, wishing I could be more like Seb sometimes. He always knew what to do, I admired that about him. "I feel like they don't want me to know and because of that, I want to see how far they'll take it, hiding this huge secret from me..."

He nodded at my words and I pictured his face serious, the thought making me smile, "And on the other hand?"

"On the other hand, I think about how I hid being friends with your sister from you and won't that make me a hypocrite? Should I not be mad at them since I'm just as bad as they are?" I asked and pulled my head back to look at him.

His expression changed as he raised one eyebrow at me, "Do you think I'd be with someone like Gavin or your sister?"

I parted my lips, processing his words. "No," I said eventually, shaking my head and causing my hair to float. 

"Good," He said casually, content with my answer and ready to go on, "Now, do you think that I'd love a girl that is bad?"

My expression matched his as we kept our eyes locked together and smirked, no words needed for us to know where our thoughts were drifting right now. "But you're still mad at me," I protested weakly, my hands drifting on his sides as I grabbed the fabric of his shirt. 

He nodded, not wanting to deny the truth just to make me feel better because he knew that it wouldn't work. He wasn't going to hold a grudge forever and I knew that... but he wasn't going to get over it in one night. "I am and that's why you have all the right to be mad too," He explained and set his jaw as he cupped my face with one hand and pushed my hair off my face with the other, his eyes staring into mine while I got lost in them. "But don't you ever think you're like them, the fact that you hid something from me doesn't change what you are, you just made a mistake. And if that's not enough for you, they know by now that I told you still they can't find the courage to face you." 

"I couldn't either, you had to find out yourself," I said back, being my usual stubborn self. I was confident yes, but with Seb? Would I ever get over that vulnerability I always felt around him?

He groaned and rolled his eyes, not liking when I argued with him since he was even more stubborn than I could ever be. "Stop it Aria. It's all different and there's no comparison," He retorted in a warning tone. 

"Fine." I grinned slowly, biting down on my lip as I thought back on his words and broke into a slow grin. "But you were wrong about one thing..."

He lifted an eyebrow, still holding my face and staring at me with intense eyes. "I'm never wrong," He said flatly, only making me grin wider. I was so tired of the fighting, even if it hadn't even been a full 24 hours yet, it was still awful. I cherished the lighter moments with Seb, being able to joke with him and make him smile.  

"You said that you'd never love a bad girl," I forced a serious face, failing and smirking instead. "Am I good instead?"

"Not right now," He said with a sigh, keeping his eyes locked on mine and making me wonder what he was thinking about. My mind was on the part where we skip to make up sex... wasn't that the best part about fights anyways?

"I didn't think so," I moved my hands behind his back and slid them under his shirt to feel his muscular back. His body had muscles everywhere, it was impressive... made it hard for me to think half the time since it was so distracting. 

He let out a sigh but smiled eventually, setting his forehead against mine after dropping his hand down to cup my neck. "Are you staying one more day?"

"No," I decided, wanting to leave the drama in my life behind. I wanted Mills to tell me, but I didn't want to trick her into telling me. "I'm coming with you."

It took him a few seconds to process my words, looking lost in his thoughts and making me weary about what his response might be. "Okay, good," He said quietly and took a step back, getting right back to the other subject at hand. "And about my sister-" 

"We already talked about it," I cut him off as soon as he started, my lips pursing together again and making clear that I didn't want to bring it up again. I was done with fighting and him being mad at me.

He raised one eyebrow, staring at me and moving his hands down my body to grab my hips, "Can I talk?" 

My lips curved into a small smirk as I  looked up at him with wide and innocent eyes, "Since when do you ask for my permission?"

He ignored me and went on, "About my sister." He paused, looking at my and waiting for me to say something but I didn't. I knew better than to interrupt him twice. "I have nothing against you two being friends or whatever you are, on the contrary I'm glad about that. Just don't ever keep something from me ever again Ar."

"I won't," I said seriously, promising myself it'd never happen again. Seeing that look on his face the night before? Well, I'd rather see him upset than disappointed in me... the combination of the two? It was unbearable. 

"I hope so," He said back, still looking at me with a serious face. 

I stepped closer to him, breaking the distance he'd put between us. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I draped them loosely and found myself looking into his eyes, getting lost in them. This was the man I planned on spending the rest of my life with, I didn't want to keep anything from him ever. "I promise," I said quietly, sliding one hand to cup the back of his neck. "I love you Seb and I want you to trust me because I plan on spending forever with you. I'm not going to lie to you ever or keep anything from you."

He processed my words, a mix of emotions sweeping his face. I always wanted forever with him, but when I was younger, forever meant something else to me: Marriage and kids. I didn't need that now. "I trust you babe," He said eventually, almost carefully. 

I moved my hand further up his neck to tangle my fingers with soft hair, playing with it as I set my head on his chest, feeling content. This was what I wanted all along; Seb. "Good," I said simply, glancing up at him through my lashes and catching him staring out the window. The fact that sooner or later we'd have to decide on a place to live made me nervous. In the back  of my head, I knew that I'd do anything to make him happy, but for me LA was my home. 

"I couldn't be with anyone else Ar, you're the only one I want and need, I'm sorry if it took so long to get to this point," He said quietly, even if it was hard for him to voice those thoughts. 

I smiled slowly and slid my hand flat up his hard chest, cupping his face and guiding his head down to meet mine. When words failed us, this was what we did best. "At least we got here," I flashed my smile at him before pressing my lips to his, trying not to think about how long it had taken us to get to this point and finally be a couple. It wasn't easy and that was for sure.

His hands moved to my thighs and grasped them firmly, lifting my body up effortlessly despite his lips still being locked with mine. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pressed my chest against his and wondered if he could feel the way he made my heart race every time. His hand patted my ass as he pulled back to smirk at me, "You need to pack then."

"Is that why you're bringing me back to bed?" I asked with an eyebrow lifted, keeping my eyes on his as we made our way into our room. 

"Yes," He said simply, distracting me with his eyes and his smile. He was so flawless, I swear I could look at him all day and never get tired of it. 

"I hope you're not serious," I grinned and nuzzled his neck, pressing soft kisses against it. 

"Dead serious," He said simply but let his smirk match mine while he set me back on my own feet. 

A pout appeared on my lips immediately as I looked at him through my lashes, "But we fought, we need to make up." I placed my hands on his hard chest and gave him my best tempting look which was a mix of innocent and naughty.

"We'll have plenty of time for that when we'll be on the plane," He patted my ass before laying down on the bed, his hands behind his head and his eyes not moving from me. 

My pout turned to a frown, "You can't make me wait." I folded my arms against my chest, pushing my breasts together even though I knew damn well he could. And that he would. 

"If we start now I don't know when we'll stop and I can't lose that flight," He explained but groaned when I dropped my arms along my sides and he noticed my hard nips poking through the fabric of my t-shirt. "I'm going to gag you later."

My eyes widened a little while I wondered silently if I had heard him correctly. I walked over to him, climbing onto the bed, "What?" 

He lifted his hand and grabbed my chin with his fingers, angling my head like he wanted it. "You'll want to scream so bad, but you won't be able to," He smirked even if his tone was low and serious, the thought of making me come again and again on a plane full of people was driving me fucking insane.

I let out the breath I had been holding, biting my lip as I squeezed my thighs together. "You're the biggest tease," I said seriously, my hands resting on my thighs while itching to touch myself instead. 

"I could be worse," He said causally and gave me a shrug. 

"Prove it," I said quietly, wanting to hear more even if it was like torture. I was so crazy about this man, sometimes it was hard to believe that he was real. 

He shook his head, pulling my body down onto his as I laid lazily against him. "You lose it when I talk dirty to you," He grinned, inching his hand from my waist to my ass, cupping it before pulling back and spanking me hard. "Go pack."

"My stuff is already packed.." I trailed off, only half lying since most of it was packed. The rest? It'd take me not more than five minutes to throw into a suitcase.

"I'm going to leave your ass red if you're lying to me," He said flatly, trying to keep his face serious but grinning instead.

I pressed a kiss against his lips, letting them linger there for a moment before pushing myself up and pulling my hair over to one side. "I'm almost packed," I said and smiled. "What are you going to do? Nap while I finish?"

"I never nap," He answered as he looked down at me, his eyes moving from mine to my lips and the smile on them that made him smile too. 

I sighed, already knowing his habits. Naps were amazing. "I'll never understand why," I said seriously as I set a hand on his chest. 

"Because." He paused to tuck my hair behind my ear, his fingers brushing against my neck in the process before he dropped his hand back on the bed, "I'm not a 3 year old kid." 

"I nap a lot but it doesn't mean I'm a kid," I smirked, trying to prove my point as I shifted against him until my chest was resting against his. 

He let a wide smirk play on his lips as he lifted a hand in the air, it landing on my ass a second later and making a sound that only Seb would consider music to his ears. "You're a baby instead," He said when I pouted and rubbed my cheek, only making him grin wider, "I'm going to work while you finish." 

My lips finally curved into a grin as I got up, not before kissing him quickly though, "Don't you ever get tired of it?" 

I felt his eyes on me as I walked over to my suitcase and bent over, giving him a great view of my ass. "Nope." He answered from the bed. 

I tossed my head over my shoulder and smirked when i caught his eyes on my body still, "No?" 

"I never get tired of the things I love." 

"Are you talking about me?" I bit down on my lip as i got in a straighter position again, reaching for a skimpy piece of silk that was the only nightgown Seb hadn't ripped yet.

He shook his head as he relaxed against the bed, "I was talking about your ass." 

I stared at his smirk for a second before faking offense by letting out a deep sigh, shaking my head, "You're only with me for my body."

"Your ass," He clarified, still smirking at me while my expression matched his. I had to admit that I was a little nervous about us living together again, but it was a good nervous. Commuting between New York and Chicago had proved that I was ready for it... I hated being away from him for too long and missed him when weeks had passed without seeing his handsome face. 

I looked down at my chest and faked a pout, "You're making my boobies sad."

He let out a soft laugh, the kind that was music to my ears. I loved when Seb was silly, but even more, when he was happy. "Did they just tell you that?" He asked, keeping his eyes on me closely as I started unbuttoning my shirt which was one of his old ones. 

"Maybe," I looked back at him and kept my pout in place, letting the shirt hang open while rubbing my fingertips back and forth across my nipples until they were hard, most definitely not sad but happy instead. 

He finally tore his eyes away from my breasts and met my eyes instead, staring at me with that look on his face that drove me crazy. His eyes were pooling with lust and he looked like he was thinking about fucking me hard enough that I'd be sore for an entire week. And that is exactly what I was hoping for. "Aria," He warned me.

I bit down on my lip, ignoring his tone and the plans he had already made. "Come on Seb, we can have some fun before leaving," I purred as I kept my eyes on him, my body moving slowly until I was straddling him. As soon as my hips touched his, I ground against them, making Seb groan. 

"Aria," He repeated as he lifted himself in a sitting position and, losing no time, grabbed my wrists to pin them behind my back. That, of course, didn't stop my from grinding against him again, the friction between us unbearable and my smirk huge since I liked teasing my man, pushing him to the edge whenever he said no, doing anything to get what I wanted. "Do it again and I swear you'll regret it."

Of course, I did it again. "Ops," I whispered, not even a little sorry. 

"We don't have time to play," He said in a low tone that gave him away and showed how bad he wanted me instead, his hands tightening around my wrists as he brushed his mouth up my neck until he had his lips pressed against my ear, "If you keep being a bad girl I'll make teasing you my mission until we'll be back in New York, I'll push you closer and closer to give you want you want but I'll never give it to you, that will drive you insane," He told me, that sexy tone so serious I knew that he meant every word.

My lips formed a small O, my nipples hardening even more if it was possible. And the rest of me? My body was on fire and I was so damn wet. I grinned at Seb and struggled free from his hold, trying to stand up when he grabbed my body and pinned it under his. "You drive me insane always," I whispered, moving my eyes up and down his flawless body. I was a lucky girl, that much was obvious. 

"Where were you trying to go?" He grinned, pressing his lips back against my neck.

"To pack," I smirked, tangling a hand in his soft hair.

"Did you change your mind already?" He slid a palm flat up my chest, kneading one of my breasts roughly. I arched my chest up into his touch instantly, biting my lip to suppress a moan. "You don't want me teasing you?"

I let out a loud moan as he pinched my nipple, tossing my head back against the bed. "You already are!" I managed to choke out, lifting one of my legs to wrap it around his waist in an attempt to feel his erection again. 

"I should stop then..." He trailed off, keeping his eyes on mine but lowering his head to bite my nipple.

"Seb," I cried out, my hips grinding on their own. 

He smirked before licking my breast, making my nip get harder under his tongue. "Screaming already? You're going to last as long as I thought," He said as he pulled his head back just enough to look up at me. 

"I don't want to last long," I moaned and kept my eyes on him, widening them a little when he adjusted me flat on the bed and moved his head down my body, his lips kissing their way from my chest to my flat stomach where he bit me. 

"So impatient," He only smirked wider as his hands reached for my knees to push my legs open so he could adjust his head between them, his eyes leaving mine only to take in my lacy panties that let literally nothing to the imagination. "You must be so wet." 

I arched my back in anticipation, my own hands taking care of my breasts while I stared at him. "So wet for you," I whispered in a low tone. 

He pressed his lips against my pussy, feeling me through the thin fabric and nearly killing me before pulling his head back and shaking it as he smirked. "You'll have to wait instead," He said seriously, torturing me to no end.

"Can I have one more kiss?" I asked with a pout, biting down hard on my lip as he lowered his head against to kiss exactly where my clit was.

He pushed his body up, my eyes dropping down to his erection and resisting the urge to groan. He had to know that he was slowly killing me, I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of admitting it out loud. "Better?" He grinned, not bothering to hide how hard he was.

I nodded my head as he pushed himself off the bed, running a hand through his hair. "Come here," I said quietly, getting onto my knees and moving to the edge of the bed to be closer to him. 

"What?" He asked but walked over to me, my arms wrapping around his waist as I leaned into him, taking note that his dick was resting between my breasts and if he were naked? I'd have us both coming so fast. 

"Kiss please," I puckered my lips, keeping my face as serious as possible as he lowered his head down to kiss me. I savored the kiss, ending it by running my tongue across his soft lips. "I could taste myself on your lips," I smirked at him, shooting him my best innocent face. 

He smirked back at me, ignoring my expression which gave me away instead. "Oh yeah, you're that wet," He said seriously as he cupped my face and bent over me just so slightly to kiss me again, sucking on my bottom lip until I was moaning against his mouth. And that was when he broke the kiss and pulled away, always the tease. 

I narrowed my gaze on him instantly, only making him grin wider. "Sebastian," I said flatly and shook my head, not even half as amused as he was but twice as frustrated. His resistance would be the death of me one day.

"Aria," He mimicked me, same look and tone, getting back a glare which faded quickly when he furrowed his brows too, allowing himself to be silly. I sighed and got up, shaking my head and brushing past him to head to the bathroom, spanking his perfect ass in the process of course. "Do you need help?" He asked as he peeked his head into the room, watching me with a smirk on his face. 

"You mean do I need you to stay here, doing nothing but distracting me and teasing me?" I  asked with a hint of a smirk on my lips, "No thanks." 

He shrugged, "It's not my fault if you go around half naked and look really desirable " 

I grinned at how he made himself sound like the victim when it wasn't like that at all. But honestly, I'd take a silly Seb over grumpy Seb any day. "Oh really..." I trailed off and looked around the room, moving my eyes quickly. I wanted to make sure I was leaving nothing behind. "I wonder how you're going to handle that when we'll live together." 

He smiled and grasped at the door frame to lean further into the room, giving me a look that got not only my attention but a kiss also. "I'll manage."

"You have no other choice," I grinned with my lips still pressed against his. We'd been spending most of the past year together, but this was going to be different. The last time we lived together was when we were dating, before the whole San Francisco fiasco, and we were in such a different place then... We were a stronger couple now, more mature and more stable. I felt like we could handle anything, conquer any problem that came our way. 

He grinned back and gripped onto my hips with both hands, guiding my body closer into his, "I don't, do I?"

"No," I smirked, pressing another kiss and then nipping at his lip. I was feisty, yes, but he loved that about me. "I plan on keeping you around for forever."

He sneaked his hands around to my ass, lifting me up effortlessly and setting me on the counter. I pushed my legs apart as he stepped between them, cupping my cheek in one hand and lowering his head to spoil me with yet another kiss. "We'll see," He said as he pulled back, getting a frown from me in return. And then a glare. 

"As much as I love my silly Seb? You're being awfully mean to me today," I tugged on the bottom of his shirt, pouting to prove my point. 

He shot me an amused look in return, immune to my pouts. "It's either awfully silly or awfully awful," He kept his grin in place as he stared at me, his hands massaging my thighs mindlessly even though he knew the effect his touch had on me.

"Can't I have awfully nice?" I asked and wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me until my chest was resting against his, my hard nips poking at his skin. 

He shook his head, not as distracted as I was. "You have no other choice," He retorted, using my own words against me. "And it's your fault anyway." 

I ignored him and set my chin on his chest, looking up at him, "I was being serious." 

"I wasn't," He grinned at me as he took his hand away from my leg regretfully to push my hair off my face. 

"You're always serious, why can't you be when I want you to be?" I asked and this time I couldn't help but grin a little. I loved Seb, no matter how serious or silly he might be at times. To me, he was the perfect mix. 

He cradled my face in his hands, his expression changing from silly to serious, "Forever is the only choice I'm giving you."

I stared at him for a moment before breaking into a wide smile, biting my lip to try to conceal it. "Cheesy Seb is my all time favorite," I said softly and he groaned, trying to pull back as he straightened his posture. I moved my hands his wrists to keep them in place, "I love you so much." And I did... especially when he said cute things like that. 

"Are you making fun of me?" He asked flatly, but smiled eventually, in too good of a mood to get angry. At least it's what I was hoping for. I had enough fighting over the past 24 hours, now all I wanted was to make up for it. 

"Never," I tilted my head to kiss one of his wrists gently, wanting to kiss him all over instead. 

"Good," He replied in a low tone, sliding his hands down to my neck. "I love you too," He said before pressing his lips back against mine, one hand cupping my neck while the other found my breast. So maybe he wasn't completely immune to me after all. 

I broke the kiss, finding his eyes as a smile played on my lips, "Will you tell me more about what you plan on doing to me on the plane?"

"No," He said simply and grinned as he captured my hard nip between his thumb and index finger to give it a pull, making me moan instantly. 

"Seb!" I protested and tightened my legs around his waist, trying to get some friction between us. It was no use, he was a stubborn man and lived for teasing me instead unfortunately. "Please," I pouted, using his favorite word. 

"It's still a no gorgeous," He grinned wider, using his free hand to keep his grasp on my hip a distance between us while his other hand kept teasing my breast with no mercy. 

I wiggled in his hold, tangling my fingers with his hair and giving it a tug, not bothering to be gentle. I swear it was like the more feisty I was, the more determined Seb was. "I said please, you can't say no," I said stubbornly, my pout still in place. 

He sighed and faked a straight face, reaching for my wrists and pinning them by each side of me on the counter. "You know how bad I am with words, I'll show you when the time will come," He explained as his grin appeared on his lips again, them being dangerously close to mine to kept his teasing going.

"You're wasting our time when you could be inside of me..." I trailed off, biting my lip since it was obvious he wasn't going to kiss me. So much teasing, I could barely handle it.

He grinned and dropped those soft lips down to my neck, moving his hand away from my breasts in favor of going lower. A groan escaped me because I knew that once he'd start on my pussy? I'd be a goner. "Inside of you? You didn't even say please," He parted his lips, sucking hard on my neck as his hand cupped my pussy.

"I did instead," I rushed out, his hand moving to find my clit and press against it. "Oh my god. Please," I added in a whisper, dying a little as he teased me through my panties. Again. 

He pulled his head back to study my expression, pushing my panties aside and lightly running his thumb across my clit. I sucked in a breath and closed my eyes to hide the emotions I felt, how I was becoming vulnerable at his every touch. My lips parted to beg for more when a buzzing noise broke the silence. "Hold that thought," He said and my eyes fluttered open to find him picking his cellphone up from off the counter. I narrowed my eyes on him as he answered the call with a cocky smirk on his face. "Erin? No, I'm not busy."

If I didn't love him so much, I could kill him.

"Aria's good, a little flushed at the moment. I hope she's not coming down with something," He told his assistant with a serious face as he kept his eyes on me.

"You're an ass," I said but grinned, shaking my head. 

My insult only made him grin wider, "Yeah she's coming with me." He stared deep into my eyes, his middle finger slipping inside of me easily as he picked his words carefully. "Tomorrow," He added, letting me know that he wasn't going to make me cum anytime soon. 

I moved my hips, taking all that he was giving me anyway. "I hate you," I said in a breathy moan. 

Seb continued driving me crazy by pumping his finger impossibly slow, his eyes locked on me while the air around us grew heavy with electricity. "Yeah she's here," He told Erin, not paying much attention to her but still enough. He let out a laugh at whatever she said and shook his head, noticing the questioning look on my face. "I'll see you tomorrow," He cut the conversation, dropping his phone back on the counter. "You're going out with Erin tomorrow night," He said in a low tone as he slipped his finger out of me only to rub my clit, "I'll make you sore by then."