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Before meeting Damon Salvatore, Bonnie Bennett had been kissed a total of three times. And one of them she didn't count because it was with her best friend Matt Donovan when they were eleven years old. It just sort of happened, a five second joining of lips, closed mouthed of course. They never talked of it afterwards; it was just too weird for the both of them.
The next kiss was when Bonnie was thirteen and it was with the son of her mother's best friend. His name was Zachary and he and his mom came to Mystic Falls for a visit during the summer and stayed with them for a week. Bonnie and Zach were sort of forced together because they were the same age, but they ended up hitting it off and had a good time together while he was there. The night before they were to leave, the boy ask Bonnie if she would step outside with him and she did thinking that he wanted to talk but instead he leaned forward and kissed Bonnie on her mouth, again closed mouthed, but this time it lasted more than five seconds, fifteen this time! Yes, she counted. Both of them had.
Now this last kiss was a real, honest to goodness kiss because it made Bonnie's stomach flutter and there was tongue involved. And this kiss was not that long ago. It was just before school let out for the summer and a group of kids were hanging out at the lake and someone got the bright idea to play seven minutes in heaven.
But instead of going into a closet, the two people went on the far side of the boardinghouse where it was private and made out. When Ben McKittrick spun the empty beer bottle and it landed on Bonnie, the girl thought she would have a heart attack. She'd had a crush on him for a long time and she couldn't believe her luck. He was older than her by five months and way more experienced when it came to kissing which Bonnie soon found out when they got on the side of the house.
That was her first time being French kissed and the whole experience was wonderful until Ben decided to take things a little further than Bonnie was willing to go. So for the last five minutes in heaven Ben was on the ground holding himself because Bonnie had kneed him in the balls.
Some boys just had to learn the hard way that no meant no.
So when Damon Salvatore entered the picture, Bonnie Bennett wasn't that experienced of a kisser. Needless to say, she was now.
Damon had taught her very well.
But in the beginning, Bonnie would sort of just stand there and let him kiss her. She never participated. Until finally one day Damon told Bonnie to kiss him back, that both people had to be involved in a kiss or it wasn't any fun.
She was awkward at first, not really knowing what to do but then Damon began to gently instruct her and it wasn't long until she got the hang of it.
All too soon Bonnie got a little too good at kissing him. During one memorable kissing session, Damon had to pull away from Bonnie and leave the room because his face had transformed.
Things were heating up between the two and just kissing her was no longer enough. Damon wanted more but he knew without having to be told that Bonnie wasn't ready to have sex with him yet.
It was the weekend before Thanksgiving and Jamie was away on a supervised trip with his class and wouldn't be back until Monday. This was the first time that Bonnie and Damon would be completely alone for days.
Bonnie wasn't going to lie, there was a small part of her that was a little nervous about being alone with Damon and it was only because now with Jamie gone there would be no sudden interruptions to break up their hot and heavy make out sessions.
Jamie left that Friday afternoon and the house instantly became quiet, only the heavy tension in the air filling the silence.
Bonnie and Damon knew it was only a matter of time before they would be at each other but Bonnie was trying to prolong things as much as possible, scared of getting carried away and not being able to stop.
So she decided to do her homework.
Damon slightly pouted, but kept himself occupied a few feet away reading a book and every now and then he'd look up at Bonnie and watch her work. He wasn't ashamed to admit that he liked looking at her.
Sometimes Bonnie would call him over, needing his help and Damon would act like it was such a hassle to get up from his seat to show her how to do something but he secretly loved helping her with her homework. Now he got to kiss her every time she got the right answer. And he also kissed her when she didn't.
While she worked, he would sometimes come up behind her chair and pull her hair to the side and kiss her on the neck. Bonnie would push him and tell him to go away and he would, only to come back ten minutes later and do it again.
When it turned six o'clock in the evening and she was still working Damon walked over to Bonnie and pulled her from her seat and threw her over his shoulder.
"Okay, enough's enough. No more work. You're done for today."
"Damon!" The girl shrieked in shock.
He gave her a smack to the booty. "Hush with all that noise. We're going to go make dinner. You're hungry."
How did he know that?
"How did you know that?" She voiced aloud.
Damon paused for only a second realizing what he'd done and then continued walking to the kitchen.
Damn. He had to be more careful.
He'd heard the light rumblings of her stomach as she sat at the table working. "I'm hungry, so I figured you had to be hungry too."
Damon didn't put Bonnie down when he got to the kitchen and just started pulling out pots and pans with her over his shoulder.
The girl giggled. "Damon put me down!"
He smacked her booty again. "I told you to hush with all that noise. Don't you see I'm trying to make dinner here?"
Bonnie laughed, smacking his butt in return. He yelped like it hurt.
Damon went to the refrigerator and began taking out food and pretended to almost drop her and Bonnie screamed in fright, grabbing hold of him.
"That was close." He teased.
"Damon?" Her voice sounded wobbly.
"Yes."
"I think I'm going to throw up."
That did it. The vampire put her down and Bonnie ran over to the sink and puked up what was left of her lunch. Damon held her hair back. When Bonnie was finished she rinsed out her mouth and Damon handed her a paper towel.
She glared at him as she wiped her mouth dry.
"Oops. Didn't know that would happen. Next time I won't shake you up. Deal?"
Bonnie blew her breath on him.
Damon fanned the air, his face all scrunched up. "Okay that was not right. Go brush your fucking teeth, stank breath."
Bonnie pushed him, giggling. But she did go brush her teeth.
They had dinner together in the dining room by candlelight. Damon tried to feed Bonnie and she laughed at him, calling him corny. He retaliated by pulling the girl into his lap and kissing her silly. He abruptly ended the kiss and stared into her dazed eyes.
He licked his lips. "Not so corny now, am I?"
"No." She said breathlessly, staring at his mouth.
Bonnie bit her bottom lip not realizing how sexy she was looking.
Damon was about to go in for round two when Bonnie beat him to it. She placed her hand behind his neck and pulled him to her, kissing him hungrily.
It got heated really quickly.
The girl changed positions, no longer sitting in Damon's lap but straddling him. He gripped the side of her thighs and pulled her closer to him. Thankfully she was wearing blue jeans because if she'd had on a skirt, Damon's hand would be inside of her panties right now, rubbing her clit.
The vampire's gums began to itch. Fuck. His fangs.
Damon gently pushed Bonnie away. "Time out." He said, leaning his head back against the chair, closing his eyes, trying to get a hold of himself.
He was breathing hard like he was still human.
Bonnie touched the side of his face in concern. "What's the matter?"
He pulled her hand away, not being able to take her touching him at the moment. He needed to calm down.
Bonnie took it the wrong way, thinking it was her that she'd done something wrong.
She began to get up. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to…"
Damon cut her off, pulling her back down to his lap. "Hey, what are you doing, get back here?" His brows knitted together in confusion. He held her by the hips so she couldn't get up again.
All these feelings she was having for Damon were so brand new for her and she didn't know how to process them. Sometimes, she just felt so stupid and awkward, no really sure of herself when it came to being with him like this.
"I thought I did something wrong." She said not being able to meet his eyes.
Damon cupped her cheek, making her look at him. "Hey, you didn't do anything wrong, if anything you were doing everything right, a little too right. Why do you think I had to stop Bonnie? I needed to calm down."
Bonnie bit her bottom lip.
"Okay, you're going to have to stop biting you lip like that…because it's sexy as hell."
Damon then growled like a tiger, making the face and everything.
Bonnie burst out laughing, hugging his neck. "You're so crazy."
That night, Bonnie had to go cheer at the football game and of course Damon went to watch her. Their team ended up winning and everyone was going to meet up in the woods to celebrate the big win. Matt caught up with Bonnie right after the game.
"Hey you need a ride to the party?"
Bonnie was placing her water bottle in her bag. "Oh um, I'm going to sit this party out. It's been a long day."
"What? This is like the third party you've missed in a row Bonnie. What's going on?"
Bonnie shook her head. "Nothing." Picking up her bag and placing it over a shoulder.
Matt shook his head. "No. Don't give me that. This is me you're talking to and not one of those air head new friends of yours."
Bonnie hit his arm. "Hey, don't be mean." She got distracted, Damon catching her eye. He was waiting for her. "Look, I have to go. We'll talk about this later, alright?"
"When?" He pressed, wanting to get to the bottom of what was going on with her.
Bonnie looked at him, his question catching her off guard. "What do you mean when?"
"I want a specific day and time."
"What?"
"You heard me."
Damon was starting to get impatient.
She sighed. "Fine. Come over tomorrow around lunch time and I'll feed you while we talk."
Matt shook his head. "No. I'm not going to the boardinghouse. Instead, you come over to my house and I'll feed you."
Bonnie stopped caring that Damon was waiting for her because Matt had her undivided attention now.
"Why don't you want to come over?"
He rolled his eyes. "Do you really have to ask?"
Bonnie touched his arm. "Hey, what's going on?"
"Look, I just don't like that guy, okay."
"Who, Damon?"
"Okay you've been hanging around those cheerleaders for way too long. Yeah, Damon."
"I don't understand. Why?"
"There's something wrong with him. I don't know I can't explain it."
Okay, Bonnie didn't see that coming. She shook her head. "What do you mean there's something wrong with him?"
She looked past Matt to see Damon staring right at them, his body taut.
"I don't know. He just gives me a bad feeling. Like I said, I can't explain it."
Bonnie didn't know what to say.
"You ready to go Bonnie?" Damon asked, suddenly standing beside them.
The two teenagers jumped.
Damn, she hadn't even noticed him walk up. Bonnie looked at Matt, his face was blank.
"Bonnie?"
The girl swallowed hard. "Um yeah, I'm ready." She looked at Matt once again. "We'll talk about this tomorrow, okay?"
"Yeah." The boy said, walking away.
Bonnie watched him go.
"You okay?" Damon asked.
"Yeah. I'm fine. You ready?"
"I'm waiting on you Fancy Face."
Bonnie smiled but it didn't reach her eyes. The girl grabbed her pompoms. "Then let's go."
Bonnie was distracted for the rest of the night wondering what Matt meant by Damon gave him a bad feeling. Why would he say something like that?
Bonnie just didn't know.
The worried girl stepped out of the bathtub and dried off.
She put on some lotion before slipping on a short-sleeve cotton sleeper that hit her at mid-thigh and walked into her room, pulling the clamp from her hair so that she could wrap it. Her mind going back to Matt.
She'd known Matt all of her life and he never was one to not like someone unjustly. Had Damon done or said something to make Matt feel this way? She knew it couldn't be about his mom or Vicki because Matt stayed out of their love lives.
Bonnie needed answers or she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. So she put down her brush and went to Damon's room.
His bedroom door was open so she walked right inside just as Damon was coming out of his bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.
Her eyes widened. Okay breath Bonnie, she told herself.
Damon looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to say something. "Yes?"
Her mouth suddenly got dry. Did someone just turn the heat up?
Bonnie touched her neck and realized she didn't have a collar to yank.
Focus Bonnie Bennett.
The girl shifted her weight from one barefoot to another. "I came to ask you about something."
"Okay."
"Um, it's about Matt." She said, running a hand through her hair.
Damon dropped his towel to the floor. "What about him?"
Her mouth snapped shut and she gulped.
Bonnie found her voice about five seconds later, clearing her throat. "Wow. Okay. That was totally unexpected. Do you want to tell me why you just did that?"
"I figured you had to see it sooner or later. So why not just get it over with now… because I know the suspense had to be killing you."
Bonnie scratched her head. She didn't know whether to laugh or back away. "Okay I've seen it. Can you cover it up now?"
Damon shrugged and walked across the room, giving Bonnie a good look at his ass.
She laughed, covering up her face, not believing that this was actually happening. "What is wrong with you?"
Damon slipped on a pair of pajama bottoms. "Oh come off it Bonnie. You know you wanted to see it."
She shook her head. He was insane.
"So was that the first time you've ever seen a dick?"
"Up close and personal. Yes."
"You surprised me. I thought you would run screaming from the room."
"I thought about it."
"So why didn't you."
"I don't know."
He came up to Bonnie and touched her face. "I've made it no secret about how much I want you."
Bonnie looked into his eyes not saying anything.
"I dream about you."
The girl swallowed hard.
Damon leaned down and kissed her lips. After a minute of him totally devouring her mouth, Bonnie pulled away breathing hard. She rested her head against his to get some much needed air into her lungs. This was the most intense that it had ever gotten between them.
The bastard only gave her a moment to catch her breath before capturing her lips once more.
Bonnie's pussy began to get moist.
She broke the kiss, breathing heavily into his mouth. "Damon, I'm not ready to have sex with you."
He cradled her face in his hands, kissing the corner of her mouth. "I know that. But we can do other things." He kissed her cheek.
He pulled back to look at her. "Let me taste you, Bonnie."
Damon wanted to eat her the moment he smelled her arousal.
The girl swallowed hard as he captured her lips once again. Bonnie felt like she was being drugged. If his lips had the ability to do that to her mouth than…
He began to back her towards the bed.
Bonnie broke the kiss the moment the back of her knees hit the side of the mattress. She stared up into his hooded eyes, breathing hard.
She was so turned on but was also scared because she'd never gone that far with anyone before.
Bonnie was silent for so long that Damon leaned his head against hers, sighing. "It's okay. We don't have to do this tonight."
He kissed the tip of her nose and pulled away.
But then Bonnie surprised him by sitting down on the bed.
Damon swallowed.
She took his hand and kissed it, looking up at him with trusting eyes.
Damon leaned over her, kissing her lips gently. He began to slide her nightgown up her thighs but mid-way he decided he wanted it off completely and pulled it up her body. Bonnie raised her arms and he pulled it off.
She didn't try to cover herself when he stared at her like he thought she would, but instead laid back on the bed.
"My God Bonnie, you're so beautiful." He said in awe.
Her body shivered at his words.
Damon covered the girl with his body, not laying all of his weight on her but just enough so that she could feel him.
He stared into her eyes, as he caressed her face. "I didn't know you'd be this beautiful." He kissed her lips sweetly.
It was like Damon couldn't get over it. And he honestly couldn't.
He began to kiss his way down her body, tasting every part of her.
Bonnie didn't know he would do that. She thought that he'd just go straight to the main course.
But the girl would soon learn that when it came to her Damon Salvatore would always take the scenic route.
By the time he got to her stomach, Bonnie's body was so taut with need and anticipation that she thought she would die from it. So many sensations were coursing through her as she gripped the covers in her hands. She couldn't stop herself from making sounds; they were coming from deep within her throat.
Bonnie had her eyes squeezed shut and Damon told her to look at him as he finally opened her legs. She stared transfixed as he placed a leg over each of his shoulders. He took her hands in his, releasing her death like grip on the covers and intertwined their fingers.
Damon dipped his head.
"Aw!" She gasped. That first touch of his tongue on her weeping flesh was nothing like she ever felt.
Damon's hands tightened around hers because he thought she would buck off the bed. He watched Bonnie as his mouth ate her up; licking and sucking and flicking his tongue against her sweet, tasty flesh.
But being who he was, this wasn't enough for Damon and he released her hands and moved her legs down onto the bed and began to rub her pussy wanting to feel her wetness on his fingers.
Bonnie's moved her head from side to side moaning as she gripped the covers on the bed once again. He opened the lips of her vagina and began to run his tongue up and down her glistening pink flesh. He reached up, squeezing both of her breasts in the palm of his hands, watching her come apart.
"Shit!" Bonnie arched her back.
Everything about her was intoxicating; her taste, smell, the way she couldn't stop moaning. Damon took it all in, and then he literally took her all in by covering her pussy entirely with his mouth.
If he could have deep throated her Damon would have.
Bonnie began to pull away from him. It was too much. "You have to stop... Damon, you have to stop... Enough." She panted, her head falling back on the bed.
But she hadn't cum yet and Damon wanted to see her cum, so he began to focus solely on her clit, working it until she began to tremble. Bonnie's mouth dropped opened, unable to breath.
Oh god, she couldn't take any more of this. The pleasure was too much.
Damon locked his arms around her legs, holding her still.
She was so close.
"Oh god..oh god…oh god!" She screamed, covering her face, breathing hard. She could feel herself reaching that point and she thought it was going to kill her.
"It's too much. Stop." No sooner than she said the words, her body exploded in unbelievable pleasure.
A warm gush of liquid came out of her and Bonnie thought she'd peed as her body trembled in ecstasy. Damon greedily lapped up her juices, making humming noises in the back of his throat. He kept licking at her, wanting every last drop. Bonnie continued to tremble from her release.
When all was gone, he polished her pearl for the last time and Damon laid his head on her stomach.
Bonnie laid there for a couple of minutes stunned by what just happened. No one ever told her it would be like that. She felt like she'd just had sex. Well, technically she had but she felt so satisfied right now that she couldn't imagine wanting anything more. This was enough for her. But if she felt that much pleasure from getting oral what would actual sex with Damon be like?
Bonnie couldn't fathom it.
As her mind began to focus again she realized that she couldn't feel her legs.
"I think you broke me. I'm paralyzed from the waist down."
Damon chuckled, kissing her flat stomach. "You'll be okay in a few minutes."
He moved up her body and Bonnie finally got a good look at him. "Your face is all shiny."
Bonnie wasn't sure if this grossed her out or not.
"That's because you got so wet for me. That's now my most favorite thing about you."
Bonnie reached up and touched his face, her eyes going to his mouth. She ran her thumb back and forth across his shiny pink lips.
"I didn't know you could be so greedy."
Silence.
"Does that scare you?" He asked after a moment.
Her eyes flickered up to meet his. "I don't know." Pause, as she thought about it some more. "No. It doesn't."
Damon kissed the palm of her hand and then laid down beside her, his head resting on her chest with his hand splayed across her stomach.
He had a tent in his pants the size of Texas.
"Good." He smiled softly, closing his eyes.
Damon was right. A few minutes later the feeling came back into her legs.
