Well, hello, there, do you come here often? Let me stop being a creep, lol. I owe you guys my deepest apologies, I had no intention of ditching this story, especially for as long as I did. Life caught up with me and we had to duke it out. Intend to give this and some of my other neglected stories as much attention as I can for the next month seeing as a I am on break.
ATTENTION: I am looking for a person who is willing to pitch ideas for me to write new stories about, does not have to be Vampire Diaries focused, it can be anything, I like the challenge, if you are interested message me your ideas. Now enough of that and on with the story.
Chapter 3: Chase is On!
"I knew it," Damon said, licking his lips.
"What?" Bonnie opened her dazed eyes to look at Damon's bright ones.
"That you would taste delicious!"
For some reason Damon's words sparked something in Bonnie, she didn't know how to feel but happy nor excited was not at the top of the list.
"You have been thinking about this?" Bonnie asked uncertain, as she started to move out of his arms, which was difficult considering she was still pinned between him the cart.
"When am I not thinking about sex," Damon answered with a smirk. "Recently I have noticed just how sexy you are." 'Why are we still talking we should get back to kissing and touching.'
"How recent is recently?"
"About a month now, why does it matter? Let's get back to more important things?" Damon ran his hands down Bonnie's back down to her ass and pulled her close to his body. Bonnie being quick both mentally and physically, pushed him back, figuring out what was going on.
"What the hell, woman!"
"Is that what this is to you, you have an itch to scratch and I am the only one available to scratch it for you?"
Recovering from his shock of being pushed out of their lustful make-out session, he gave her a bored yet sensual look.
"You didn't mind scratching it for me when your tongue was in my mouth," Damon responded trying to inch closer to her.
"You caught me by surprise, in a moment of weakness, something that will not happen again," Bonnie said starting to walk away from him, forgetting all about their groceries.
"Let me tell you something, Bonnie," Damon snapped at her, while quickly grabbing her arm before she could get too far away, bringing her right against his body.
"You may think that this is over, that your wall of indifference will be back up and will protect you, but I have already tasted you, and now I want more. You must have forgotten that I always get what I want even if I have to cheat and play dirty to get it." Damon took the still squirming Bonnie's hand and dragged it down his body. "In fact, I would love to get dirty with you."
Bonnie finally getting over her initial shock of being snatched around, and getting her body in check after feeling Damon's hard body. She wrenched her arm out of his grasp and slapped him across the face, the jackass smiled even more.
"I don't care how long we are stuck here together that will not happen!" Bonnie stormed away from him, this time without him grabbing her back.
"You forgot your snacks, Bon Bon."
Damon ducked as a can sailed past his head, making him laugh, as Bonnie left the store.
'I knew she would make this difficult, and it makes even more horny.' Damon thought as he bagged up their things followed her out at a slow and casual past, thinking of all the fun he was going to have with his pissed off and sexy witch.
Bonnie walked into the house fuming. How dare that ass-hole! 'Bonnie, be real with yourself, you knew Damon would try something like that eventually.' Bonnie thought to herself as she walked to the kitchen. 'I just wish he had done it for the right reasons, because he actually wanted me.' Bonnie shook her head, trying to clear her self-loathing thoughts, she looked into the fridge for something to eat, only to remember that she was so angry about Damon she ignored to back for her groceries.
"I figured I would bring them to you instead," Damon's voice said behind her at the kitchen island, placing the bags onto the counter.
"Thank you," Bonnie mumbled, trying to keep it civil.
"You're welcome, I think I deserve a kiss don't you?" Damon looked at Bonnie with an 'innocent' smile.
"Damon, I meant what I said in the store," Bonnie turned and looked at Damon, speaking to him as a teacher would to a troubling student.
"So did I, Bonnie," Damon said as he walked around the kitchen, putting away all the perishable items. "So, you might as well get used to it." Damon finished his sentence by blowing a kiss to her and a wink.
"Ugh," Bonnie turned and left the kitchen, only unlike in the store, she remembered to grab the bag with her Gummi Bears in it, and went to her room.
'The chase is on,' Damon smirked running his tongue across his lips, her taste still lingering there.
Later That Night
Bonnie sat on the couch in front of the fireplace with the newspaper and a pen, in her usual sleeping attire, shorts and a t-shirt. She had been in her room all day, and decided that she was not going to let Damon scare her away from doing things she liked to do. Though she kept her bra on, because she was not that stupid to tempt him.
"You better not be finishing my cross word puzzle, peaches," Damon said, with his usual scotch in his hand and sat down in the comfy arm chair next to the love seat which Bonnie sat. Damon slung on of his legs over the arm of the char. This actually caught Bonnie of guard, expecting him to sit way to close to her on the couch, her face, though briefly showed this.
'Good, keeping her off balanced,' Damon smirked behind his glass.
"No, I am not, I am doing the Sudoku puzz-," Bonnie stopped mid-sentence now realizing what he had said. "'Peaches'? Why did you call me 'Peaches'?
"Well, after our amazingly sexy kiss, I learned that is exactly what you taste like," Damon said lowering his eyelids and looking right at her lips. "It wasn't your lip gloss was it?"
"Uh, no," Bonnie answered, unsure how she react to his words, her body knew exactly what it wanted her to do, but she was ignoring her body when it came to him.
"Good, I would've been disappointed if it were. Can I have my next taste?" Damon placed his glass on the side table next to his chair.
"In your dreams," Bonnie said, rolling her eyes and returning them back to her puzzle.
"No," Bonnie looked up to find Damon had quickly and rather silently came to her side on the couch, taking her newspaper and carelessly tossing it on the floor. "In my dreams, you're covered in chocolate syrup and begging me to lick it off of you. In my dreams, you're wearing those ridiculously tight shorts and nothing else and I peel them off of you only to spank that tight ass of yours. In my dreams, that mouth of yours does more than kiss my mouth."
Damon had slowly pushed Bonnie down to lay on the couch while his body was lined with hers, bringing his lips to slowly graze hers, reveling in their softness.
"Damon you need to-," Bonnie said, huskily only to be interrupted.
"I love it when you say my name, I can't wait to hear you scream it." Damon flicked his tongue on her bottom lip. That flick sent a bolt of tingles to Bonnie's pussy, making her close her eyes at the sensation. She weakly pushed Damon's shoulders, which surprisingly he actually got up and moved off of her.
Bonnie sat up, looking down at her feet, shocked at how amazing that had felt. Damon drained the rest of his scotch and walked around to the back of the couch and leaned over it to whisper in her ear.
"Good night, Peaches, I will be dreaming of you." Damon kissed the side of her neck before leaving a very confused and turned on Bonnie on the couch.
'This is going to fun,' Damon thought as he stroked the front of his pants briefly as he looked back at his little witch.
To Be Continued,
I felt good about that one, Damon is such a tease. I hope that was enough for you to forgive me for leaving you hanging for so long. Till next time!
