Elena twitched in her sleep. She tore her blanket off of her as she felt it was suffocating her. Her skin was hot enough. She turned on her stomach and dug her head into her pillow. She was defiantly awake now. After that dream, she didn't know what to do with herself. It was so vivid. She was breathing hard just at the thought of it. She imagined him, Stefan, the man she once loved in between her legs, his tongue trailing along her clit as she moaned, begging him for more. She bit down on her lip hard, thinking about it just made her wetter. The pain between her legs becoming more and more noticeable. God, she wished Stefan was here. She wanted him to fuck her... And fuck her hard.
She couldn't take it anymore. She slid her hand into her pants, below her black panties. She took in a sharp breath as her hand brushed against her soaking wet area. She pressed her finger against her clit and she started circling it slowly, she tried hard to contain her moans as she imagined Stefan doing this to her instead.
Stefan was on his way to Elena's. It was late, he knew. But he felt like he needed to see her. And the best time to go is when she was sleeping, so they didn't have to deal with the whole awkward ex's talk. He thought about it being kind of creepy.. But whatever. Who would know, right? He stood outside of her house when he heard a muffled noise. It sounded like Elena, in a way.. He climbed up the side of her house and peaked into the window, his eyes widening when he saw her. Her pants were fully off now and she was sitting up, biting down on her lip hard to keep herself from moaning. Two of her fingers were pushed deep inside of her as she thrusts them in and out quickly. She realized her lip from her teeth as a loud moan escaped. She closed her eyes tightly. It was surprising no one came in to check on her yet. Just looking at her, you could tell she was close... And she was getting so loud.
Stefan's mouth dropped open as he heard her breathy whisper, "Stefan..." He lost it. He was so hard, he couldn't contain himself. He climbed into the window and walked to Elena's bed. He grinned. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth was wide open, letting out all of her loud moans. "You called..?"
Elena gasped, pulling her fingers out of herself quickly and crossed her legs, looking up at the man who was standing by her bed. She was breathing heavily, "S-Stefan.." His eyes trailed along her body and he smirked smugly. He placed his hands on her knees, keeping his eyes locked on hers. He spread out her legs once more, his eyes dark with lust. "What are you doing..?" Her eyes caught the huge bulge e emerging from his jeans... He was watching her pleasure herself. And he heard her say his name, she knew it. He took hold of the bottom of her shirt as he lifted it over her head and threw it across the room. There was no way in hell she was going to resist him. She was dripping for him. She wanted him to fuck her, and now.
"Stefan..." She mumbled through clenched teeth, "Just fuck me already." She ripped off his shirt, and threw it on the ground. She was done playing games. And so was he. He quickly pulled off her bra and leaned down, wrapping his lips around her nipple and flicking his tongue across it. She moaned as she felt her nipple hardening He bit down playfully on it as he pinched the other one. He cupped her boob and squeezed it roughly, causing her to jump. When he thought her nipples were hard enough, he pulled back and slid off his pants along with his boxers.