𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 ! ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵃᵐᵖⁱʳᵉ ᵈⁱᵃʳⁱᵉˢ

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ˢᵉˣ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏˢᵉᵃᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ᶜᵃʳ

"You're like every girls dream guy. I'd let you
ruin me. Destroy me if you want"

THE TIME THE TWO GOT OUT OF
THE BENNETT GIRLS SHOWER THEY BOTH WERE DRESSED AND INSIDE EVELYNS CAR, EVELYN BEING IN THE PASSENGER SEAT AND STEFAN DRIVING. THE BRUNETTE TOO TIRED LET HIM DRIVE NOT THAT HE MINDED. The two
talked about mostly everything that came to
mind. Had a good laughs here and there.

Evelyn looked out the window as soft music
played on the radio, Stefans hand on top of hers tracing soothing circles on her wrist. "You know what I'm thinking?" Questions the brown haired girl. Stefan turns to face her. Giving her his full attention.

"Do I want to know?" Asked the vampire. She
turns her head into his direction and their eyes meet.

"I'm just thinking about how lucky I am to have
you." Evelyn told Stefan. "And how hot you are when you're driving my car." She continued.

Stefan chuckles at the brunette, but when he
turns his head to look at her he saw the complete seriousness on her sun kissed Carmel face.

"Oh you're serious?" He asked with another
laugh.

"Well, obviously. I mean just look at yourself. You're like a hot modeler from the magazines
I read on daily's. You're like every girls dream
guy. I'd let you ruin me. Destroy me if you want." She told him, and then it was like a light bulb
went off in her head. A small but mischievous
grin reached onto her lips. "But you already have."

With her hand she reached over and smoothly placed it against Stefans chest, she could feel
his abs against her hand and she made her way
slowly down. "Eve, what are you doing? I'm
driving." But the brunette only ignored him.

"Than drive." Her hand found it's way to the
vampires private spot, the grip he had on the
black steering wheel tightened as did his teeth
clinch once he felt the brunette palm him.

"Eve—"he began, ready to scold her for what
she was doing. For some reason it seemed the
brunette couldn't keep her hands to herself for
too long, the two could have sex six or ten times
and Evelyn Bennett still had her hands all over
him. She didn't care if they were out in public,
she didn't care if they were on a mission, and
she didn't care who saw them. Her hands were
on all of his curves as her eyes always held lust.

"Don't start something you can't finish. Eve."
Stefan told her trying to hold back a groan that
was ready to come out from the back of his
throat, his hands only tightened more on the
steering wheel and he swore he saw from the
corner of his eye Evelyn smirk mischievously.

So she wanted to play games then. Stefan
thought, as he held back a moan that was
trying to come out from the back of his throat.

Evelyn continue to move her hand up,
unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. She
carefully slide a hand into his boxers, Stefan coughing to cover up a moan. "Eve—"