"Elena." I suddenly hear that magical voice and I turn to see Damon staring at me from the steps. He takes off his shoes and walks through the sand until he is side by side with me.

"Hey."

"Hey yourself."

"What are doing down here?" I ask dejectedly.

"I could ask you the same question."

"I just needed a minute of quiet." I tell him truthfully, but I don't look into his eyes, knowing that they are my kryptonite. Damon Salvatore is my kryptonite.

"Elena can we talk?" He asks vulnerably as he pleads for me to meet his gaze.

"I don't know Damon. I am just so confused. Am I delusional?"

"What?"

"Am I delusional?" I repeat and meet his gaze. "Did I just imagine that we were connecting in this weird way? Because I am thinking that I am just delusional and made it all up."

"No, you didn't." He shakes his head.

"Yeah that's what I thought." I state dejectedly once again.

"Listen I am sorry. Truth is you scare the hell out of me. Being around you is so consuming and I got scared and I backed out. I haven't felt this out of control since Katherine. You are way to good for me, and Stefan is right when he tells me to stay away from you because you are too good Elena. You are so smart and sexy. I mean that dress is just-" He leads on as he glances me up and down. "And I don't want to hurt you."

"Well, little problem Damon. You already did. You walking away two weeks ago hurt me, and what hurt me even more was how confused I was, how confused I still am. I mean you say all these nice things, but then you brought a date? Where is she?" I ask, jealousy pouring out of me.

He lets out a chuckle before shaking his head. "No, that is Bonnie she is my best friend, nothing more."

"Oh." I let out an embarrassed sigh.

"Elena I have not been able to stop thinking about you since then. I mean these past two months you have had such a big impact on me and I don't even know how, but you have. I am sorry for walking away that night. I am sorry because I don't know what I was thinking. I am and idiot and I do want you. I need you Elena." He speaks huskily as I stare into his crystal blue eyes through the dark night.

"You really mean that?" I question, emotion leaking from my quiet voice.

"More than anything,"

"Good," I whisper before I rest my hand on his cheek and gaze up at those beautiful electric eyes. His hand lands on my lower back as we breathe each other in passionately. My lips eventually find his and my eyes flutter shut. My arm sweeps across the back of his neck as I pull him in closer, enjoying every inch of this moment, our moment. His large hands are holding my smaller body firmly against his and I feel like my world has finally come together. In this moment, I forget about anything and everything and I revel in the feeling of his tongue slipping into my mouth. My body feels like it is has finally gotten what it desires, like a deserter who finally found water after way to long. "I need you too." I whisper out as our foreheads rest upon one another's breathlessly.

"I think I need that blue dress on the floor right about now." He speaks huskily but I can see the desperate wanting in his eyes.

"I think that could be arranged." I smile before his lips find mine once again and I am taken away all over again. Even though I have already kissed these lips two months ago, it is different now. This time I know him and he knows me. We understand each other like no one else. The dinners we have had have been everything. The small intimate moments we share make my heart feel whole. This time I am not just the girl at the bar that he wants, I am the girl that he knows and needs. He is the man that I need, not just someone I want.

"Grab your shoes and come with me." He orders as he takes my hand and leads me back up the stairs and away from the beach. Grains of sand still tickle between my toes and the grass sweeps against my ankles as I walk with my hand enclosed in his. People still fill the perimeter but that doesn't stop Damon as we move around each and every person. Finally, we are inside the house. Cooks and chefs are cleaning up in the kitchen as he turns to face me once again. My lips find his once before I take his hand and this time I am the one leading the way. His eyes are filled with lust and emotion as he gazes into my relieved eyes. I want this, I want him.

I open the bedroom door before shutting it quietly behind me. The French doors are open as the brisk spring air rushes across my arms. The white curtains blow magically as the soft wind hits them and the echo of people's voices quietly fill the room. Damon is standing in front of me as he rolls a hand over my waist and up the outline of my dress, causing me to already completely lose it. My eyes shut as his head drops to my neck and he kisses right against my pressure point. "Oh god." I breathe out as he slowly unzips my baby blue dress and his fingers brush lightly across my exposed skin. Shivers cover my body as my dress falls to the ground and he admires my body with his hands, allowing them to roam wildly across my complexion.

"You are so beautiful." He whispers before I begin to unbutton his black dress shirt. One by one each button falls undone and his lips find mine once again. I am desperately working to take off his shirt but the feeling of his lips against mine causes my movements to fumble. Once I finally get the shirt undone, I slip it forcefully off his muscular body. My hands trickle across his abs and I deeply appreciate him as I slide an arm around his body bringing him impossibly closer.

"Come here." He suddenly picks me up and my legs wrap around his waist while his hands are firmly placed against the back of my thighs. Damon drops me to the bed as he runs a hand over my white, laced bra and underwear. He places small, gentle kisses across my stomach as I squirm beneath him. He is getting closer and closer to the place that wants him most as he lowers himself on the bed. He curls his fingers over the lining of my underwear as he gracefully slips the small piece of clothing down my legs. My breaths slow down, as I look down at him. He is on his knees as he kisses the insides of my thighs lightly, my hands find the back of the white duvet as I clutch onto my sanity. His hands are running over my smooth legs and my body shudders when he brushes a finger across my clit.

"Oh goodness," I moan out as he slips a finger into my wetness. His pace is excruciatingly slow as the hairs on my body rise and I fall into a pit of satisfaction. He then slips another finger into me as I tighten against his fingers and let go all at the same time. I am not sure why he is doing this, but I am reveling in every second of it. Tyler never went down on me, because it never did anything for him. Sex with Damon is wondrous, like heaven, as he satisfies me with those god-like hands of his. He then adds his tongue to the mix and I am completely gone. My back is arched up as my orgasm spills over me, and I let go of everything.

"That's it, let go for me." He encourages me as he rides my orgasm out along with me, his mouth still devouring me in the best way possible.

"Damon." I plead as he stops and returns his attention to my lips. The taste of me fills our open mouthed kiss as I feel his hardened member against the inside of my thigh. "Take those jeans off." I order him dominantly and he doesn't hesitate to obey as he takes his jeans off along with his black boxers, leaving me with the sight of his impressive masculinity. I smirk widely as I rise to my knees and push him onto the bed. I straddle him with both of my legs wrapped around his waist and I have never felt sexier as he runs a hand up my taught stomach and looks at me with that dangerous look he enables. Little does he know, he is the one in trouble not me. I then curl my hand against his cock as it hardens in my hands.

"Elena." He groans as I stroke him and drop down to lick his tip, teasing him. "Fuck." He swears as I take him in as deep as I can, pleasuring him with every skill I have to give. "Elena, stop." Damon then groans as I pull my mouth off of him and stare back up at him innocently.

"Why?"

"You are amazing, but there is no way I am going to last long if you keep doing that." He sighs before bringing me back up and somehow swiftly switching our position so that I am now under him. He strokes his thumb against me before positioning himself at my center. My eyes are fixated nervously on his and I don't know why but I feel so nervous and unbelievably at ease all at once.

"Protection?" He questions.

"I'm on the pill."

"Good because there is no way I am stopping now." He groans before running a hand over the outline of my jaw. He kisses where his fingers ventured before capturing my lips against his once more in a passionate, lasting kiss. The tip of his member enters me slowly as I squeal beneath him. I stretch to fit him as he fills me.

"You okay?" He questions once and I nod as he thrusts into me gently a second time, easing me into it. I have never felt so connected to another human being as I stare wondrously into those baby blue orbs.

"Oh my god," I moan out as his pace quickens and he thrusts deeper into me, hitting the spot that makes me completely let go and revel in the satisfaction he leaves me with.

"Elena," Damon groans out my name once again as he holds my body tight against his. My legs are wrapped around his body and I can't help but feel whole. I don't feel alone, I feel completely and utterly whole as satisfied tears rush to the surface.

"Damon," I moan out his name huskily into the silent room as I run my hands through his dark hair and hold him close against me. His mouth finds mine once again as we share this unbelievably intimate moment. I can tell he is close and so am I as he continues to thrust into me. His hand then drops between us as he massages my clit with his thumb gently, ultimately causing me to lose it. My orgasm washes over me and so does his as we both let go of everything for and because of one another. I never knew how great sex could be, until now, until I am with someone who truly means everything to me. Both our breaths are parted and sweat trickles down the crack of my breasts as he pulls out of me and topples down beside me. We slip under the duvet and my feet still shake lightly as my magical orgasm still runs through my veins.

"Come here." He pulls me into the crook of his arm as I curl into him. Our bodies are still bare and connected as I place my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat, and I pray that it never stops beating, ever. His arm is holding me firmly against his warm body and his fingers dance lightly through my brown locks. My hair has fallen out of its braid and is now sprawled across my back as he plays with it. The feeling of my head upon his chest, my leg over his waist, the sheets entangled with both of our bodies, his hand running through my hair, his arm holding me protectively against him. I've never felt safer than right now, in the arms of the man I am helplessly in love with.

There it is! They are finally together and the story only takes off from here. Thank you all for reading :)