When Elena opened her eyes the next morning she was met with a blinding sliver of sunlight that hadn't been hidden by the curtain. She scrunched her eyes together and groaned in annoyance. Since becoming a vampire (even with her daylight ring) Elena had found the sun to be excruciatingly more bright and painful then usual on her eyes. Quietly she rolled over to face the darker side of the room. When she once again opened her eyes she was not happy with what she saw. Damon was beside her his eyes shut looking very asleep. Anger started to bubble up inside her. Hadn't she told him last night to sleep in his own bed? Of course he hadn't listened.

She thought about getting up and pulling the curtains open and waking him up with a loud noise. That would annoy him. But she was so tired. Really all she wanted to do was close her eyes and fall back to sleep. It had been some ridiculous hour of the night/early morning that they had arrived at the motel and then Damon had made her feed on that poor desk clerk. She hadn't actually got to bed and fallen asleep for at least 2 hours after they had arrived. Elena stifled a moan and closed her eyes once again.

Just as she was beginning to fall back into slumber Damon's arm flopped over her waist languidly and pulled her in. Her body froze. Was he doing this on purpose or was it his subconscious? Elena knew that Damon didn't often sleep alone. Maybe it was habit? Once again her head was screaming at her to push him off the bed and hope he falls on his ass while her heart and her body just wanted to curl further into him and breathe in that scent that was uniquely Damon. Instead she lay there frozen unsure of which option she would take. It didn't matter though because just a few minutes later Damon's eyes slowly opened and she met his lazy gaze.

"Good morning." He breathed quietly, that trademark smirk on his face.

Elena couldn't even unfreeze herself to say good morning.

"I see you reconsidered sleeping in the same bed as me." Damon said.

That was all it took. Elena pushed him away from her and jumped out of bed.

"You are disgusting. Can't you do as your asked just once? God Damon." She complained.

"I didn't see you complaining just then. In fact it looked like you were enjoying the close company." He told her as he lazily stretched his arms.

Damon wasn't wearing a top. Or pants. Just his boxer briefs. If that wasn't tempting enough. When Damon stretched his arms Elena got a glimpse of the 'V' that led carefully down to…well a place Elena should not be thinking about. It made her cheeks flush in the slightest but she couldn't stop staring…or licking her lips. Her eyes travelled to the bulge in his boxer briefs. It was no secret that a lot of guys woke up with boners she just hadn't expected to see Damon's. The bulge in his boxer briefs made Elena's insides all warm.

"All you have to do is ask." Damon smirked as he caught Elena staring at him.

Elena quickly averted her eyes embarrassed at the fact she had been staring at him and also that he had caught her.

"Don't be stupid." She replied.

Elena's back was to Damon at this point. All of a sudden she felt hands go around her waist and a slightly warm body pressing against her back. Elena knew it was Damon of course but none the less she was just as surprised. His bulge pressed against her ass which was clad in the tiniest of pyjama shorts Damon had ever seen. They drove him crazy. He ran his hands over her stomach and began descending ever so slowly until he had one hand slinking into her shorts.

"You can't deny it forever." He growled.

"Yes I can." Elena said, barely above a whisper.

Her breath hitched as Damon's fingertips surpassed the waistline of her shorts. It was hard to concentrate with his breath on her neck and his hands all over her. Where was her conscious? Had it run for the hills? Even that voice inside her head that was usually screaming for her to stop had disappeared.

"Stop pretending you don't want this as bad as I do." Damon whispered placing a delicate kiss on her neck.

Damon's hand had all but disappeared into her shorts by now. His finger tips were dancing ever so close to her clit. God she wanted him so badly.

"I'm not pretending." She lied.

She could feel him smirk into her neck as he kissed her skin. She was lying. Oh boy was she lying. She desperately wanted to shove Damon's hand further down her shorts and feel him touch her.

"Say you want it." He demanded gruffly.

Elena shook her head no. She didn't want it. She didn't want it. She didn't want it. She wanted it.

"Say you want it or I'll stop." Damon warned.

He started to retract his hand slowly. It was painful for him to put himself on the line like this knowing she was probably going to reject him. He was hoping she wouldn't. Elena's heart was pounding. She didn't want his hand to leave or the kisses to stop but she wouldn't admit what he wanted.

"I don't care." She breathed.

"Fine." Damon said as he pulled his hand further from where she wanted it.

Damon's mouth left her skin and his body pulled back slowly. The loss of contact was devastating to him at this point because he was so hard for her it was painful. The only physical contact he still had was his hand on her pelvis. His hand was halfway out of her shorts when she grabbed his wrist harshly and stopped it from moving. He smirked behind her but didn't return the contact.

"I…I…" Elena stuttered.

"You what Elena?" Damon asked faking innocence.

"I want it." Elena said.

"Want what?" Damon growled.

He shoved his body hard against hers as he pushed her against the wall. Her chest pressed roughly against the wall but she didn't care. Damon's crotch pushed against her ass, he was rubbing it up and down her, teasing her.

"What do you want Elena?" He whispered.

"You. You. I want you Damon." Elena moaned.

All her reason and morals and conscious had left the building.

Damon shoved his hand down her shorts and dove a finger into her dripping hole. He smirked at how wet she was considering they had barely touched. She gasped at the feeling but adjusted quickly. Damon had one had down her shorts and the other pressed against the wall steading himself. Elena's lips placed kisses along his forearm while his own lips ravished any space he could reach. He pumped inside her adding another finger after a minute. His hard cock rubbed against her ass hard and rough but she didn't mind.

"Oh. Damon." She groaned.

"That's it." He coaxed her, feeling her start to ride his hand.

At a particularly pleasurable point for Elena she clamped her teeth down onto Damon's forearm and began to drink. It almost sent Damon into a frenzy. His cock twitched in his briefs as he felt the blood draining from him. He returned the favour and bit down onto her shoulder. She tasted incredible. The intimacy they were currently sharing was more then he had shared with any human or vampire in his whole life. Elena pulled her face up from his forearm and licked her lips. Blood was dripping from her mouth. Damon followed suit and smirked at the sight of her. He quickly spun her around pushing her back to the wall and hungrily ravished her mouth.

It was a mess of blood and saliva. He could taste himself on her lips. He retracted his fingers from her which made Elena whimper. He pulled his briefs off revealing himself to her. Elena quickly grabbed on to it and started pumping him in her hand.

"Shit." He breathed.

Had this been any other woman Damon probably wouldn't have enjoyed himself half as much. Elena was just…well she was Elena. Maybe it was the fact that she was his brother's girlfriend…

"You like that?" Elena asked.

"Yes. Yes. Don't stop." Damon growled.

Elena smirked as she watched Damon become weak. His legs were buckling and his eyes were closed. She knew he was ready for his release. Elena let him go and smiled when he looked at her in disbelief.

"You can't finish yet." She smiled. "I want you to finish inside me."

Damon groaned. God she was sexy. When did she become so sexy?

"You're too bad for your own good." He said as he tugged her shorts and underwear from her body.

Damon hoisted her up so her legs were wrapped around him. Elena had never had sex in this position before. Matt had never been strong enough to hold her up and continue to fuck her and Stefan and her hadn't ever been overly adventurous in bed. Damon rubbed the head of his dick against her opening wetting it with her juices.

"So wet." Damon said as he licked his lips.

"Please." Elena begged.

He entered her with ease as she said the word. It was pure ecstasy and bliss and wonderland. She was tight and wet and he was hard and big. He pumped inside her, holding her hips. His mouth nipped at her breasts (her shirt had been lost long ago) and licked her nipples and sent her into a world of pleasure she hadn't ever been to. Elena's nails dug into Damon's skin. She knew it was naughty and she knew the act she was currently performing was going against every moral bone in her body. But, at the present moment she didn't have a care in the world. The sheer pleasure Damon was bringing her was enough to tell all her morals to leave. His hands raking over every inch of her body sent her nerves into over drive.

Elena bounced on him steadily as he held her around his waist. If heaven existed Damon was sure it felt exactly like this. As much as he was enjoying the moment Damon desperately wanted more contact and the current position just wasn't doing it for him. He trapped her mouth in his and walked them over to one of the beds, he laid her down gently never leaving her. He began thrusting inside of her as soon as her back had met the bed. Damon didn't want it to ever end. If it was possible he would have continued to fuck her without climaxing until he died. Which he couldn't do unless someone was about to stake him.

"Damon." Elena breathed biting down on his lip.

She drew blood which she promptly lapped up before it had time to heal.

"So…good." Damon panted.

It was unusual for Damon to be at a loss of words but he was. Just like the time before this the sex was so incredible there wasn't a word to describe it. Maybe this time was better. But only because Elena was drunk and he knew that she was doing this in a sober state of mind and not as a drunken mistake.

Damon's hands pawed her body endlessly. He wanted to know every inch of her skin, every mark, every flaw - if she had any. He groped her breasts and held her tight and grabbed handfuls of her ass as he pumped into. Every touch wasn't enough. Every inch of him that was inside her wasn't enough. He wanted more. She needed more.

Seconds later Elena's body started it's climb. Her back arched, her hands grabbing fistfuls of the sheets. Her teeth captured her lips in that oh so sexy way and Damon knew just a little more and she would be there. He continued to fuck her in just the way he knew she would like. Damon too started to feel that familiar warmth that meant he was close. He wanted her to finish first just so he could feel her clamp around him and then he would cum too.

"Do it baby." He whispered.

Elena's body started to quiver. It took all of her strength and will not to scream as loud as she could. After all she didn't want the office clerk hearing her. She shook around Damon, moaning his name and gasping for air with each extra thrust. Damon felt her tighten and it was all over for him. His body followed suit and he collapsed on top of Elena breathless and completely satisfied.

A few moments later he rolled over next to her, a big goofy grin on his face.

"I've never been so satisfied after sex in my life." Damon laughed.

Elena's mouth turned up in a smile and she rolled on her side to face Damon. Damon traced her curves with his eyes. She was beautiful with clothes on but without…it was a whole different story.

Some time passed before either of them said anything. Damon finally sat up, running his hands through his mess of hair.

"We should get up. We have hunting to do." Damon said.

It pained him to say it but he was here not only to pursue her but to teach her. Although he was sure Elena was already regretting what had just happened.

All of a sudden he was pulled back down and Elena was straddling his waist. Her beautiful breasts standing at attention.

"I can think of better things to do." She smirked.

"Like?" Damon asked.

"Round two." She said.

"Round two." Damon confirmed.

A/N: Okay, well I hope that was satisfying for you all ;) I'd just like to clear up some things that I realised I never said. In my story Elena is NOT sired to Damon. I hate the sire bond and I hate that TVD ripped them apart so soon after getting back together. Although I guess we shall see what happens for this weeks comeback. Anyway, I updated this pretty quick because I've had a couple more reviews and a bunch more people favourite and follow this and I like to keep my readers happy. Also I try to write a few chapters ahead so I can edit and change things without making you all wait for weeks for an update.

So if the reviews keep coming you'll be sure to hear from me very soon! Hope you enjoy.