"I Want You To Want Me"
Narrator POV
Picking up where we left off
Warning: Some sexually explicit material
Bonnie woke up early on Tuesday morning to breakfast in bed. Damon woke her up with pancakes and bacon.
"Thanks babe," she said, kissing his cheek.
"I could get use to this. You should take off of work more often," she told him.
Bonnie quickly ate breakfast.
"I have to get going I have to be to work by 7:30," she said.
After quickly showering, Bonnie picked out her clothes.
She chose a black maxi skirt, tan sandals, and a long sleeved denim shirt.
"Why don't you try the sexy school teacher look?" Damon asked, smiling.
"Because I work at a daycare for ages three and under," Bonnie answered.
"Come on Bonnie I made you breakfast. You could at least earn it," Damon said, jokingly.
"Bitch, be thankful I ate your dry ass pancakes," Bonnie said, sticking her tongue out at him.
After Bonnie got dressed, did her hair, and told Damon she loved him, she was out the door and on her way to work, which to her dismay was busier than a casino by the time she got there. All of her kids made a mess out of their craft that Bonnie had to clean up, two of them got into a fight, one of them colored on the wall, none of them wanted to take a nap, and at the end of her day she had to stop what she was doing to take a phone call.
"Who is it?" Bonnie asked Nina, her co-worker.
"I don't know. It's a woman. She just said to tell you that it's important," Nina told her.
Bonnie picked up the phone.
"Hello, who is this?" Bonnie asked.
"It's your mother Bonnie," Abby Bennett informed her.
"How did you know where I work?" Bonnie asked.
"Surely you know how private investigators work. I wanted to know more about you. I got one after I read your letter because I figured you wouldn't answer my letter," Abby said.
"I haven't had it for that long, but I didn't read it. I don't want to hear what you have to say," Bonnie said.
"Bonnie, please read the letter I wrote you. There are some things I wanted to tell you that I didn't want to say over the phone," Abby said.
"I don't care what you want. You didn't want me. You left me and you wouldn't be talking to me now if I hadn't found you first. I bet you don't even want me now, but since I found you now you have no excuse not to contact me. Well I'm not going to ease your conscience. You deserve to feel guilty," Bonnie said trying not to raise her voice.
"Bonnie-" Abby said, but before she could finish Bonnie hung up.
Bonnie left work in a hurry and drove home, failing to obey all speed limits. When she got home Damon was walking around the living room.
"How was your day?" Damon asked Bonnie.
"Words can't describe it," Bonnie said shaking her head.
"What did you do today?" she asked him.
"Nothing much," he said lying about the fact that he had been out of the house most of the time Bonnie was gone.
"So what did you do today? Anything new? Anything fun?" Damon asked as he began moving furniture around the living room.
"No, not fun" Bonnie said, watching him.
"Do you think the couch would look better over there?" Damon asked.
He began moving the couch anyway when Bonnie didn't answer
"So what happened? What went on? What wasn't fun about it?" he asked, walking around the room.
"I don't want to talk about it right now," she said.
"What don't you want to talk about?" he asked still walking around and finding other pieces of furniture to move, really beginning to annoy her.
"Damon!" she yelled.
He stopped walking around.
"I had a day from hell and all I wanted to do was hurry up and get home. I was hoping when I got home my boyfriend would tell me he missed me and make love to me and maybe when we were done he'd fuck me silly against the wall so that the only thing I would be able to think about for days is how good he gave it to me," Bonnie said.
Damon walked over to Bonnie without saying anything. He picked her up and carried her to their room. He laid her on their bed and yanked off her skirt. They began kissing heavily and Damon laid on top of her. Bonnie decided she wanted to be on top and flipped him over. She resumed kissing him. She licked his bottom lip and teased his tongue with her tongue. She wanted to get a response from him, so she began grinding into his lap against his jeans.
"Do you want me?" she asked him trying to find her rhythm as she grinded against him harder.
"Yeah," he said in her ear
"Yeah? Yeah, what? Say it," she told him.
"I want you, Bonnie," he said, looking at her.
"Act like you mean it," she said, trying to grab his cock through his pants.
"Fuck," he moaned.
"You like that?" Bonnie asked now swiveling her hips in circles.
"Mmmmm you're so good," he said, moaning.
Bonnie took her shirt off and then slid Damon's pants off.
"Do you want to be inside me?" she asked resuming grinding on him.
"So bad," he said.
She stopped grinding on him to remove his underwear. To her surprise Damon's cock was completely flaccid.
"I thought you wanted me." Bonnie said.
"I do." He said.
"How about you wrap your talented little mouth around me," he added.
Bonnie lowered her head and slowly licked underneath his cock from base to tip. She put just the tip of his cock into her mouth. She sucked on the tip and then began swirling her tongue around it while prodding his meatus with her tongue. After lavishing his tip with her tongue, she engulfed his entire cock into her mouth. She sucked hard and repeatedly bobbed her head slowly up and down. She stopped sucking and began licking his entire cock. She tried sucking his cock as hard as she could, but after fifteen minutes she gave up and tried using her hand. She rubbed his cock up and down from base to tip repeatedly, even twisting her hand when she got to the tip. After another five or ten minutes she was frustrated, so he took over. He began furiously jacking off. He tried rubbing and beating his cock until the skin became too sensitive.
"You don't want me," Bonnie said, getting upset.
"Bonnie, I do," he said.
"What was this just a pity fuck? You felt like you had to? Well I don't want your pity fuck or your fake moans. You don't have to suffer through having sex with me just so you don't feel guilty," she yelled.
She put her clothes back on and went into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door.
She tried to stop the tears from running down her face.
"Come on Bonnie open the door. Don't be like that," Damon said, knocking on the door.
"Please just go away," Bonnie said, trying to hide that she was crying.
She stood in front of the mirror and said to herself, "Bonnie, you're a grown ass woman. You know those tears aren't going to solve anything."
She was wiping her tears and getting herself together until doubt crept into her head. 'What is it about me that makes people stop wanting me?' she thought. She began crying again. 'Your own mother never wanted you and now your boyfriend isn't even attracted to you.'
"Bonnie talk to me please. I can tell that you're upset. I do want you. I guess my mind just wanted something that my dick didn't. It happens," Damon said through the door.
"We haven't had sex in a long while, Damon. I thought your dick might be a little more cooperative," Bonnie yelled.
"I guess I should say I haven't had sex in a long while," Bonnie added.
"Stop it Bonnie. You know I'm not fucking around on you!" Damon yelled as he hit the door.
"I don't know what you do when you're not here. You could have a wife and a whole football team of kids on the side and I wouldn't know," she said.
"I don't fucking need this, Bonnie. A fucking drink is what I need if I'm going to stand here while you accuse me of cheating," Damon said angrily.
"Well I don't need you! If you don't want to be here then get your stuff and leave. I know I'm not going to stop you," Bonnie yelled.
"Those are big words from behind a door, Bonnie. Come out here and say that to my face," Damon said.
Bonnie opened the bathroom door and stood there looking at Damon.
"Please don't go," she finally said, hugging him tightly. "I'm sorry for accusing you of sleeping with other women and I'm sorry if I upset you by pointing out that you couldn't get hard. Just please don't go," Bonnie said sobbing, still hugging him.
"Bonnie what's going on? What happened?" Damon asked, taking a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
"I just want you to want me, Damon. Do you know how bad it hurts feeling like nobody wants you? My mother never wanted me, my father's gone, and our failed attempt at sex just made it seem like you didn't want me either, physically or emotionally. I just feel lonely and I wanted you to show me that you wanted me," Bonnie said continuing to cry.
Damon picked Bonnie up in his arms and carried her to their bed, laying her down and holding her.
"Bonnie, please believe me. I do want you. You're so special to me. You don't even realize how many times a day I think about you," he said while rubbing her back. "Abby didn't understand what she had when she left you. I know I can never completely fill the emptiness your father dying has caused in your life, but please believe me when I say you are the most important thing in my life. I don't just want you I need you," Damon confessed.
"You mean it?" Bonnie asked.
"Of course," Damon said.
Bonnie kissed him deeply then rested her head on his chest.
"I'm sorry for saying I wanted you to leave. I didn't mean it. I know I tell you not to say things you don't mean and that's what I did. I'm sorry," she said.
"I forgive you. You've already forgiven me enough times for talking instead of thinking so I should be able to forgive you," Damon said.
Damon and Bonnie laid there holding each other until they fell asleep.
Thanks for all the support you guys have given me so far and for taking the time to review. It really means a lot to me that people actually read this. Also, thank you for being patient with me and sorry if it feels like updates come at the speed of molasses. I will try to do better. Does it bother anyone else that the title always ends up crooked? I'm not sure how to fix that. Yet another thing I will try to do better with.