Hellbound Heart

All the pain and grief that were consuming them both were completely suspended. Their whole world froze. Every part of them screeched to a full-on halt as their thoughts belatedly caught up to speed.

He had... kissed her. And he was... okay. Totally okay.

No flashes of unwanted disgusting images that would cause him to break out in shivers. It was just her beautiful face that was in his vision, filling up his every senses. Just her and the feeling of her soft, warm lips pressing desperately against his.

He had just lost it. He was desperate to stop her from saying those words but he could not bear to lift his hand anywhere above her shoulders. That horrifying scene from that night when he had returned to his senses and found his own hand wrapped around her neck, strangling her as though wanting to choke her to death, was still playing too vividly in his mind.

And then that just happened.

"F**k." Sebastian cursed. Then he choked.

Elle could only stare dazedly at his darkening eyes. She was still paralyzed from the shock but her mind was at least now able to process. And there she saw the overwhelming emotions in his completely vulnerable eyes. The shock, the desperation, the disbelief, the awe, the ache and... the utter hunger. She was struck hard once again. Because she now understood the real reason why he refused to look directly at her. It was a lie. He had lied to her. It was not true that he could not look at her anymore. She could see it clearly in his eyes. She could even feel it in her bones from his touch... from that soft, brief but smouldering kiss that they had shared.

A feeling words could not explain suddenly surged like a ten-foot wave within her.

That horror in his eyes he had shown her before when he attempted to kiss her was no longer there. Not even a trace of it was left. It was as though it had been a hallucination on her part. The trembling also did not come. Lord... was this a dream? Please... could he just allow this to be a one-time miracle...

She prayed in that moment that this was not just a dreamy bubble that would pop in the next second. That he would not turn around again in the next second, sending her away and acting like nothing had happened between them.

When his thick and long lashes trembled against her cheek, Elle finally fully snapped out of the trance that she was caught in. But she was then seized in another compelling one the moment he stared at her lips.

Once again, Elle felt like everything was being slowed down. She could even swear that the world even stopped spinning. She heard him groan ferociously and a flood of electricity was sent rushing through her every nerve ending as their lips collided again. She did not know if he was the one who had leaned into her again, or was it she who had pulled him against her. All she knew then, was that their lips had met and crashed together, and the flood of electricity exploded and flowed into her.

His lips... oh dear lord... She was at a loss for words to even describe how wonderful those two pieces of luscious flesh tasted. She was shocked all over again. She was in complete disbelief that his lips were now against hers. That he... that Sebastian was kissing her. She had thought that with the way he had been so cold to her earlier, and even not wanting to turn to look at her face even once, that there would be no chance of them even hugging or kissing one another ever again. But... there they were, lips locked and breaths intertwined.

The taste of his lips... the satiny moist feel of his skin moving against hers... it was just as she had imagined. No... In fact, it was beyond what she had imagined. His kiss in that moment seems to give her the she-could-die-happy-now feeling.

She wanted to grab him tight and kiss the breath out of him. But there was still that little niggling doubt of fear at the back of her mind. Afraid that this was a bubble that would pop with one wrong move. That it was a fragile glasshouse that would come crumbling down with a single throw of a tiny pebble. She did not want this beautiful dream to end. Never ever should this end.

It was unbelievable how everything was forgotten so quickly. In that moment, nothing else mattered but him, but this kiss that they shared. She would give anything for this to last... please... do not let it end... please...

Slowly, Elle parted her lips. And dear lord in heaven... he took her, groaning even deeper and earning him a violent shiver at the realization that he was moaning out her name into her mouth.

Lord... His tongue inside her mouth was a moving flesh made of magma. It was extremely hot. So very feverish. So maddeningly good. It burned up everything, her mind included, into oblivion.

And before she knew it, they were clasped together. Burning up together. But neither of them cared right at this point.

Sebastian's fingers splayed across the back of her skull as he feverishly continued on their kiss, devouring her mouth like a man dying from hunger. Like a man who was only tasting the sweet freshness of water for the first time after countless years being trapped in the desert.

His tongue stroked and danced inside her mouth like he could not get enough of the taste of her. He was uncontrolled. Until she was breathless and out of air, more than she can handle that she could only pull away from him to catch her breath.

"I... Iza..." her name was a low hoarse sound that fell like a prayer from his lips. Their lips were still brushing as they panted out almost fiery breaths against each other. "F**k... Iza... Iza..."

And he was kissing her again, possessing her mouth in a frenzy as he pinned her against the now closed door behind her.