N: I had some one-shots posted here that actually make a little story and I decide to redo them and post them as one. Some of you probably already read this and don't expect you to do it again although I changed many things in it and I'll love you if you do and let me know if it's better. For those of you reading it for the first time, this is a random story on what would happen if Elena would stop being the good girl and cheat on Stefan with…well…Damon who else?
This story contains mature subject, language and violence; please don't read if it's not your cup of tea, thank you!
I will post a new chapter every day since they're already written; I just have to look through them once again. Enjoy!
Thank you Carly (Temptress-kitten17) for your help with this story and your support in this style; thanks to you I am now proud to call myself a smut-writer!
Just a taste
I put on my favorite blue dress, trying to reach the zipper, when I heard a familiar voice whispering close to my ear.
"Let me help you with that!"
"Damon," I gasped. "You scared me, what are you doing here?"
I felt so vulnerable, sitting there in front of him; the dress was suddenly too tight, too short, and the fact that it was unzipped didn't help! I hadn't done my hair yet, so I had it pulled up in a ponytail, revealing my back. I looked in the mirror in front of me, and saw his silver-blue eyes staring back! My palms grew sweaty, and my heart started beating a thousand miles per minute. I couldn't believe he made me that nervous! "You have a boyfriend, Elena; he should be the one making you feel like that!" I told to myself. But he didn't; Stefan never made feel like that. He made me feel safe, loved, comfortable, but he never made me feel so many emotions at the same time. He never made me so weak, he never made me feel like I'm about to pass out… I should've probably told Damon to go away, to leave me alone, but…I didn't.
Damon came closer to me, our eyes still connected in the mirror. I felt his cold fingers on my back as he started zipping my dress. He was moving so slow; it took him minutes to reach the end of it. But he didn't stop where the zipper ended; he continued moving his fingers all the way to my neck. He pulled the clip out of my hair, letting it fall over my back. He put his other hand over mine, and pressed it against my body. Then, he slowly raised it up on my leg, my hips, my waist, my chest, my neck, my cheeks, my lips. He held my hand over my mouth for a few moments, and then he pressed it against his mouth. He started kissing each finger, then he continued by sucking each one into his mouth. Soon his tongue started making small circles in the palm of my hand, then on my wrist. I started squeezing the back of the chair in front on me, looking for support. I stopped breathing when I felt his lips on my shoulder. He pulled my hair aside and made his way to my neck with warm wet kisses.
"Da…Damon!"
The moment his name escaped my lips, he stopped. I looked in the mirror again, and saw his hands holding me, I looked at the place where his lips were just a few seconds ago and I noticed that my necklace wasn't on; I'd left it in the bathroom.
Damon lowered his head, and as if he could read my mind, he whispered in my ear, "You don't need that necklace; you know it will make no difference…"
He was right; my weakness of him had nothing to do with vervain, or the lack of it! I knew he wouldn't compel me, he didn't have to.
His hands were moving on my stomach, his lips were brushing against my ear. It was so hard for me to think of something other than the beautiful sensation, but I had to. I needed to stop this; he was my boyfriend's brother for Crist's sake!
"Damon, we can't!" I protested breathlessly.
"But you want to," he whispered. "I can feel it. I can sense the way I make you feel when I'm close to you; your heartbeat rises, your body's warming up…"
My mind was saying no, but every fiber of my body was screaming "yes!" I didn't have the strength to stay away anymore. We were like two magnetic polls…the attraction just was there.
He pulled my hand to turn me around. Now we were facing each other. And he was watching me with those eyes…those beautiful, breathtaking eyes that were giving me all kinds of shameful sensations
"Damon, don't!" I knew that if he kissed me, I won't be able to stop him.
"You have to be more convincing than that to make me stop at this point!"
"Damon…" I pleaded again, though my voice sounded more like a prayer than a warning.
He stuck his hands in my hair, and pulled me towards him. His mouth crushed mine, his tongue started moving from right to left, requesting permission inside. I opened my mouth, defeated, and his tongue slipped inside. He flicked it in and out quickly, then slower in a game that made me dizzy; he wasn't just kissing me, he was making love to my mouth! It was the most sensual and emotional kiss I'd ever experienced! Every move he made with his tongue in my mouth, I felt it everywhere. He kept coming closer to me, and I kept stepping back until I hit the wall. He put his hands on each side of my body, making me his prisoner; little did he know that I already was his prisoner.
"Damon," I called again.
"What Elena?" he growled. "Are you going to lie to me again and tell me how much you love my brother, and how we are just friends? You're going to tell me that that kiss didn't happen; that you didn't respond to it the way you did?"
I was looking at him, falling deeper and deeper into the ocean in his eyes.
I put my hands around his neck, and pulled him towards me. When my lips touched his, he froze; probably from the shock. Instead of pulling back, I pushed my hips forward.
He put his hands on my back, pulling me closer to him; I could feel every inch of his body. Before I realized what was happening, my dress felt at my feet. Damon took a step back and looked at me, from head to toe.
"Don't get me wrong," he smirked, "I like the dress, but…my God you're perfect," he said, watching me with an appreciative look on his face.
He took me in his arms like I was a feather, and laid me down on the bed. He lay beside me and started walking his hands over my body, barely touching me. After exploring every part of my body with his hands, he started doing the same with his mouth. When he got to my breasts and started touching, licking, sucking, I got to the point where I didn't even know what was happening to me; I was trembling under his talented mouth.
My breath started accelerating as he got lower; he pulled my small panties down with his teeth and slipped two fingers inside me.
"Damon…Damon…"
I kept calling his name as his fingers moved in and out in an undecided rhythm and his tongue played with my clit…
"I love the way you moan my name!" he rasped against my flesh.
And I loved the way he was making me moan his name!
He stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt.
"Let me," I said.
I removed his shirt, and started moving my hands all over his perfect body; I was already doing something I wasn't suppose to, might as well do it right! I took off his belt, unzipped his jeans and slipped my hand in his pants.
"Elena!"
He cupped his hands under my ass and pulled me up. I crossed my legs around him and tangled my hands in his hair. We kissed like two people that knew that this was the last time they'd get the chance to do that. He took a few steps forward and with his hand, he pushed everything off my desk. He sat me on top, as I was trying to get rid of his pants. When I finally felt him inside me, I bit into his shoulder to keep from screaming; but that didn't work, the sound came out of my throat in a high-pitched cry. He started moving, slowly at first, and I felt like I was in ecstasy. He stopped, looking at me for a second, then he kissed me, possessing my mouth and making me his in every way possible; and I…I was giving myself to him in a way that never happened before, and probably will never happen again. He lowered head and whispered in my ear, "Just let go baby…don't hold back! Let me make you feel things you never felt before, let me take you over the limits!"
And I let him…
N: There you have the first chapter; the next one…tomorrow, very soon if you're good and review!
