Chapter 18: Chapter 18

The car parked smoothly in the basement of Sebastian's apartment. For now, she made sure that Sebastian wouldn't be able to resist her. Two cups of coffee were in her hands as belongings. Gracefully, she walked towards the unit she had memorized by heart. Occasionally, she exchanged friendly greetings with the security guards at various corners of the lobby.

Her frequent visits here made her familiar with the faces of the people working here, and they knew her too. She checked her appearance once again, feeling that she looked her best, but there was no harm in double-checking. She applied a touch of bright red lipstick. Her figure was covered in a thick, knee-length coat, accentuating her beautiful curves. The perfume she wore filled the elevator she took.

Clara sniffed briefly, "Hmm... Sebastian will definitely like it."

The phone she had been holding was now used to inform the recipient that she would arrive shortly. Tonight, Sebastian would be hers. She would make sure of it, even forever.

She didn't need to ring the bell. She knew the apartment password by heart. Sebastian was the kind of guy who disliked being bothered with trivial matters. There was only one thing that was difficult to get rid of; Fathia Bernessa Claire, that annoying girl who had no self-awareness. Just the thought of Fathia instantly boiled Clara's blood, but she quickly brushed off her anger.

Tonight, was about Sebastian, and she didn't want Fathia to interrupt her thoughts with either her presence or her image.

As soon as the door opened, the figure of the man who had been occupying her mind all this time stood at the far end, near the balcony, enjoying solitude with the swirls of smoke as companions. Confidently, Clara approached him, her smile perfect.

"Hi, darling," Clara hugged Sebastian from behind, purposely sending her voice right behind his ear. The sweet smoke aroma that Sebastian often exhaled greeted her sense of smell. Clara's hands then circled perfectly around Sebastian's waist after making sure she placed the coffee cup correctly on the living room table.

"You're disturbing me, Clara," Sebastian tried to free himself, but Clara was clever enough to make him unable to budge. When he managed to break free from her grasp, he didn't anticipate that the beautiful woman was already standing in front of him. Her slender, red-colored fingers cupped his face and planted a long, demanding kiss on Sebastian.

Initially, Sebastian resisted, but he couldn't resist for long. As those soft lips began to explore him with utmost calculation, he weakened. He leaned in, pressing Clara against the balcony railing but still holding her with his other hand on her waist. The kiss was met with equal passion.

What Clara loved most about their kisses was how Sebastian treated her. Demanding and never wanting to lose. Sebastian's dominance was extraordinary, and it always made Clara surrender herself completely. Ignoring the feelings she had for the man, her fingers began to explore Clara's body.

Clara shouted with joy now, "Don't stop. Let go of everything you're holding back, Sebastian." Clara paused for a moment, just to fill her lungs with the breeze. "Just focus on me." She deliberately moved her lips just above Sebastian's open lips. Their eyes met with a different intensity. Moving sensually, she surrendered herself with calculation.

"Don't blame me tonight if it's like this."

Clara chuckled softly. "When did I regret it? I've been waiting faithfully, right?" The hand she had used to cup Sebastian's face was now wrapped around his neck. As if affirming to the world that nothing could separate them tonight.

Her chest swelled with confidence, occasionally brushing against Sebastian's chest, which was still hidden behind his shirt. Softly, Clara used her fingers to trace the curves of Sebastian's neck, descending slowly, giving so many sensations with each touch.

Clara often admired how tempting Sebastian's chest was. His muscles were perfectly formed, and she was never satisfied with just being allowed to touch them. Clara thought that running her tongue across Sebastian's chest would satisfy her at this moment. Of course, with Sebastian's consent. He always enjoyed being dominant. Clara would often lie down, surrendering, and waiting, hoping that tonight, Sebastian would continue everything they usually left unfinished.

One by one, she unbuttoned his shirt. Clara occasionally glanced up and found Sebastian's eyes, which remained silent without protest. She smiled slightly with a teasing gesture, "Shall I continue?" Clara asked, not to confirm but to further tempt Sebastian.

Especially since her movements had reached the last button of his shirt. With just one more move, Clara could unbutton it and throw it in any direction. "But not here. It's cold, Sebastian."

Sebastian still gazed at Clara unwaveringly. The desire was evident in the eyes of this beautiful wavy-haired woman. With the back of his hand, Sebastian touched Clara, making her close her eyes. "In my room, it's warm. You know that for sure."

"With my pleasure, Darl," Clara replied playfully.

This time, Sebastian initiated the next kiss. It wasn't just a demand he wanted, but he also wanted a passionate response from Clara. To honor the way Clara treated him tonight, Sebastian did one thing. He lifted her close to his knees and Clara was now in his arms. There was a small protest he heard, but it quickly turned into a moan from the beautiful woman.

To complete what they had started, Sebastian walked hastily, allowing Clara to open the door and close it quickly. A bit roughly, Sebastian dropped Clara onto his large bed. Clara continued to laugh, especially when Sebastian perfectly removed the shirt she had unbuttoned earlier. Revealing his chest covered in hair.

Tall. Ripped. Sexy. Not to mention so alluring in front of Clara. Her heartbeats were uncountable, making her unconsciously nibble her lips softly. He is really damn hot!

Afterward, Sebastian bent down again, reclaiming Clara's slightly messy lips from their previous actions. He gently sucked, but as the seconds passed, his suction became filled with desire. He devoured each part that tempted Sebastian to explore further. In reality, he already knew every inch by heart, as Clara was never shy or reluctant to kiss him whenever they were together. Even when his tongue pushed in, Clara welcomed it with cheers. They clashed with each other, unwilling to lose, as if Clara had to win at this moment.

"Ehm ... Sebastian," Clara whispered softly. Her breath was gasping. The kiss broke momentarily, but its effect left them both disheveled.

Sebastian makes the most of having to pause. His hands deftly pick at Clara's dress, which is only thinly lined at the shoulders. Without having to look any further, Clara's d*da is already sticking out for attention. Her light-skinned body is left in a bra that can't wrap her breasts perfectly. Whether it's because the size is too small or Clara did it on purpose, Sebastian doesn't want to bother.

What a contrast to the chosen color, red. The color Sebastian likes.

It confirmed one thing for Clara Jasson in Sebastian's eyes; sexy and seductive.

Her chest still bounced up and down as it tried to normalize, but what the hell, Sebastian always made her growl under her breath. The touch of his fingertips over the surface of her skin made Clara sigh again and again. Sometimes she even closed her eyes. She felt the touch Sebastian gave her deeply.

Unable to resist the temptation of Sebastian's fingers, Clara prepared to catch the hand. She wanted to replace it with something else, but Sebastian prevented her.

"A-a." Sebastian's index finger moved slowly, indicating that he did not want to be disturbed. "Don't touch me unless I ask you to."

Clara pouted.

But in less than two seconds, the sexy, lace red bra was already off due to Sebastian's actions. Not quite there yet, the lips that had made a mess of Clara's whole head performance earlier get into the act. One after the other, her breast gets a visit from a smouldering touch. Who knows how many times Clara, the woman sighs and mentions Sebastian's name.

Her whimper.

Her sigh.

Her growl.

Everything Clara did created such constant movement in Sebastian. Not to stop him, but to let him know that what Sebastian is doing to her body is justified. The occasional bite, accompanied by a tight suck in response to Clara's sigh, Sebastian gives in. Leading to a red trail that won't disappear overnight. Staring at the results of his actions, the corners of Sebastian's lips tighten slightly. Satisfied.

As his neutrals settled on the one thin, lacey thing Clara was still faithfully wearing, Sebastian seemed to be thinking. "Am I broken, or are you happy to open it?"

Sebastian's words made Clara laugh. "Broken but replaced, right?"

Sebastian didn't need to answer, because in the same second, the cloth came off with a strong tug. It was torn on both sides and Sebastian immediately threw it in all directions.

"Let's see, are you ready?" Sebastian moistened his middle finger in slow motion. His eyes stared straight at Clara like prey that seemed to surrender to his support. Sebastian's movements only intensified the pain for Clara. She moistened her lips to hold back all the turmoil of desire that was already rolling over Clara mercilessly.

Sebastian rubbed the tip of Clara's clit in very slow motion, slowly opening the folds in it without breaking his gaze on the woman who was already panting even though he had done nothing. He makes Clara's pounding intensify and her breathing become short.

Sebastian's goal, of course, was to tease Clara. And without further ado, he stuck his fingers into one of Clara's jerks.

"SEBASTIAN!"

The man actually chuckled. "Enjoy the game, Clara."

So all Clara could do was close her eyes. Let Sebastian's fingers play with her. Not one, but two, in there. A perfect match. Making sighs and growls that filled Sebastian's room.

His chest heaving from time to time, his eyes darting wildly to and fro at the sensations that are torturing him right now, his fingers gripping the spree tightly as the feelings that are welling up inside him begin to grow.

Not wanting to waste any time, Sebastian lands a long, lustful kiss*. Clara responds just as hotly, while Sebastian's fingers are still moving inside her. He searches and explores until he feels Clara's slight push against his chest. Clara lets out a frustrated scream.

That meant... the woman was satisfied. Even with only her fingers. Ah, Sebastian was flattered now.

"Don't bite your lips like that."

"Oh, you don't like it?" Clara rose slightly from her slump. She tried desperately to normalize her labored breathing. Sebastian's play like this was already amazing, and Clara felt it was just the beginning. She propped herself up on her elbows and continued to stare at Sebastian. The man's hands were already preparing to undo the buckle on his pants, but were quickly stopped. "I'll do it."

Sebastian grunted. "For once you're welcome."

Clara's smile was very satisfied today. Ah, it was worth it to seduce Sebastian on the phone. For some reason, her feelings told her that Sebastian needed to be comforted. Clara didn't want to rush things. She enjoyed seducing him. Making the man kneel between her thighs, not fleeing attention except to her.

After the deed was done, the proof that Sebastian really wanted her was right in front of her. All this time Clara had never felt what the real Sebastian was like inside. Giving and taking and seeking satisfaction in each of her movements. Clara really wants to feel this way, and her prayers might come true this time.

But dreams are only dreams. When Sebastian is back on top of her, staring intently into her eyes, he even touches Clara's cheek - even though Sebastian's has occasionally rubbed against the gap between Clara's thighs. The man was stunned.

Stopped.

And left Clara just like that. Without saying anything. Letting Clara shout his name out loud.

"SEBASTIAN IS AN ASSHOLE!"