First of all, I have to say this was definitely not an easy chapter for me to write and I hope it won't disappoint you guys.

That said, I'd love to thank everyone who reviewed last chapter, you all made my day!

Disclaimer: I still don't own the vampire diaries.

Chapter 9

Her heart skipped a beat when she opened the door towards the living room. No, no, this wasn't happening. "What are you doing here?" she heard herself ask out loud.

"Well Elena, since you're not at work and you won't pick up my phone calls. I'd like to know why exactly you are avoiding me."

"I'm not avoiding you," she answered simply, not ready to tell him the truth.

"No, then why are you home instead of at work?" he asked, clearly not ready to give up. Why again did he have to be so stubborn?

"Because I'm not feeling well," why couldn't he just believe her like any other guy would do? Why did he even care?

"Saturday you didn't look sick at all," he stated, his eyes piercing into hers. He was too intimidating for her own good.

"Well Damon, sometimes people get sick in one night!" She started to lose her patience. The guy could drive her insane without even trying!

"I'm sorry to break it to you, sweetheart. But I don't believe a word that comes out of your mouth. We both know exactly why you are here instead of at work."

"And why would that be?" She knew it was a dangerous thing to ask, but she was not able to keep her mouth shut at the moment. Always trying to be brave; it was not a good idea when Damon Salvatore was standing in front of you.

A smirk came across his face, "Because you are a coward. After I kissed you Saturday evening you ran away, like you always do and now you're too scared to face me. You didn't know what to do or what to say so you decided to stay home instead of facing reality. Well I'm sorry but I can't let you do so."

"Like you care," she knew it was a lame answer, but for a moment, that was the best she could come up with. He figured her out in less than a week, which was incredibly fearful. No one figured her out, she had built a solid wall around her so no one would see her true feelings.

"Actually Elena, I do. You have work to do. So I would like it if you took a shower, get ready and come to work." Like usual he spoke without showing any emotions at all. He was doing a great job at the whole male dominance thing, but she wouldn't give in, she was stubborn too. He wasn't the only one who could be difficult.

"I told you I don't feel well!"

"Still in denial I see; You can avoid me as much as you want, but the company needs you. You're job is way too important for you to risk losing it."

"You wouldn't fire me," she answered confidently.

"Wouldn't I? It's a dangerous game you're playing Elena."

"Why do you even care about my job? I'm sure the company can go on perfectly without my help."

"We've to talk." His attitude suddenly changed and he looked vulnerable for a moment. But it was gone before she had the chance to be sure it was really there.

"About what? About why I kissed you back? About why I lost my control again?" she snapped.

"We could start by why you left me four years ago," he answered plainly, not showing any emotion, he was very good at hiding the hurt, but she could sense it was there.

"I don't want to talk about that." Okay, now she was acting like a toddler.

"Why's that exactly?" he asked while raising an eyebrow, slightly mad at her for not being honest.

"It wouldn't change anything so it's not worth bringing it up again. Like you said before, it would only hurt the two of us even more."

"You know Elena, I don't get you!" he exclaimed while starting to pace around the small living room. "One minute, you look at me like you want me, the other you're pushing me away. What's wrong with you?" he asked stopping right in front of her.

"I don't know," she whispered back. Suddenly their lips were pressed together and all her thoughts vanished from her mind. He made her feel so many things, she never felt before, so many emotions, everything she ever hid. For a moment, she forgot about everything except his lips that felt perfectly against hers, his tongue that send little electric shocks through her body. For a moment, she let herself get lost, let loose and do what her heart needed the most. Finally feeling like she belonged somewhere.

His hands were everywhere and she realized where this was going. As much as she wanted to deny it, she couldn't anymore; she wanted him more than anything. Without a sign he pulled back and she looked at him confused. "We shouldn't do this," he whimpered softly, more to himself than her.

"You're right we shouldn't," she agreed just as softly. It was the worst thing they could do, but it felt so right, god it felt amazing. Before she could register anything his lips were back where they belonged, on hers. They kissed passionate with everything they got, savoring each other's taste like it was the last time they'd see each other. Old, but well remembered feelings came back to the surface and she was turned on more than she should. This man in front of her was a pure drug, an addiction you couldn't fight even if you would want to.

His lips left hers to leave a wet, burning trail down her neck, while his hands were busy removing her clothes. A shiver went through her spine when he squeezed her breasts, perfectly cupping them. She missed this feeling, the feeling of being completely lost in the moment, free like a bird.

In a matter of seconds they were both naked, standing in the middle of the living room. It was a good thing she lived on the 10th floor of the building and no one would be able to see them. He easily picked her up, caring her through the apartment and she lead him to her bedroom. She completely forgot what a mess it was after her two day trip of brooding, but on the moment, she couldn't bring herself to give a damn. She was more interested in the person who was caring her.

She could still remember how amazing he'd been, but actually feeling him again…it was something…quite different. He carefully laid her down on the mattress while crawling up until he was right where he should be. He bend down to kiss her again, but it wasn't a rough or demanding kiss, it was sweet almost tender. "You wouldn't believe how much I missed this," he whispered softly, the flash of a smile came across his face before he entered her. They both let out a loud groan while her walls adjusted to his full erection. He wasn't the only one who missed this. After four years living like a nun without any sex at all, this was even better than she could've wished for.

He started thrusting in and out slowly, making her world spin round and round. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing him deeper inside of her with every thrust. She wanted it him to go faster, harder, but she was too far gone to actually be able to announce a word. So instead she started lifting her own hips, meeting his every time while kissing him with passion she didn't even know she had in her. It felt like the oxygen was sucked out the room and she desperately needed her release.

He started to increase his pace; somehow knowing how much she needed him to. The feelings were beyond good while her world shattered into a million pieces. Her climax was intense and strong, making her feel dizzy. She chanted his name over and over again until they both fell apart, amazed by what happened. It was wrong, but it felt right at the same time.

Blame her all you want, but she'll do it all over again if it'll come to that.. He was amazing, they were amazing together. It had been earth shattering and it would always be like that. They just had something, something strong, something unbelievable but amazing at the same time. She just had to figure out what exactly was 'it'.

When she met his eyes, she could feel her breath hitch; she found in them the same emotions she had found four yeas ago. It was like…she had been teleported back in time. It looked good on him, he just looked good. She couldn't hide the smile that came across her lips, neither the feeling that came when he smiled back at her. They both went silent for a while, not knowing what to say to each other.

"I'm sorry," she said, meaning it truly, "I'm sorry for leaving you that morning..." He just nodded, not able to answer anything.

"I know it was wrong," she went on, "But I was so scared. I know you probably think I'm a coward now but…I really didn't know what to do. I couldn't handle the reality of it; so instead I ran away, like a chicken." A single tear rolled over her cheek; she couldn't hold it back even though she tried. The emotions were too much, too many; she'd never meant to hurt him, but she clearly had.

Just when she thought she had him all figure out, he surprised her again, by wiping the tear away and pulling her into a hug. She started sobbing against his chest as all her emotion came crawling to the surface, all the hurt, angst, fury, passion. It was too much and she couldn't hold it back anymore. It was the first time she let herself cry since the funeral of her parents and she desperately needed it before she would go crazy.

When she finally calmed down again, she pulled away a little, his arms still around her. "But you have to know I regretted it from the minute I left your apartment. I've always thought about what would've happened if I had stayed but on that moment, it felt like the right thing to do even if it was the worst."

"I believe you," he said simply, making her heart complete again. He would probably never know how much it meant to her that he believed what she said, that he trusted her enough to do so. It was weird how comfortable she felt around him even if they still didn't really know each other. He was still her beautiful stranger.

She carefully wrapped her arms around him, still afraid he would push her away, but he didn't and she could feel a tiny smile coming across her face. She kissed him lightly, just enough to drive them both crazy. She wanted this moment to last, be in his arms forever even if it was impossible.

Taking her time, she pushed him down, straddling him. It felt amazing to be in control and she appreciated it even more knowing he wanted this just as much as she did. A feeling of victory went through her while she kissed him deeply, savoring his delicious taste she will never have enough of. Normally she was never the one to take the initiative, but with him everything changed and she felt like she didn't even know herself anymore. He just made her world go crazy, made her go crazy. But she loved every bit of it.

She heard him let out a gasp when she took the tip of his cock in her hand, teasing him a little. Carefully she started stroking him at a painfully slow pace. When he let out a frustrated growl she felt herself actually smile. "Stop the teasing, Elena. You know what I want," he hissed between breaths.

"Oh? And what would that be?" she asked tentatively while the smirk on her face grew a little, she was enjoying this way too much.

Before he could answer her question she speed up drastically, earning a loud moan from him which only managed to turn her on even more, she could feel herself getting wetter with every moan he let out, the little sounds he was making were way to hot for her to remain indifferent. She unconsciously licked her lips before taking the head of his cock into her mouth. His eyes immediately widened and a moan escaped his lips.

She never went down on a man before, but hearing him moan like that gave her the confidence she needed.

His eyes started rotating in his head as she was sucking him off like she'd done this a million times before and it felt unbelievably good. When she started deep-throating him it got too much and he could feel his release coming closer and closer. "I want to be inside you," he managed to whisper between moans.

She let out a chuckle because of how husky he sounded, it was really sweet. But she obeyed and crawled up again to straddle him. "Damon," she moaned when she sunk down onto his rock hard member. He felt unbelievable good inside her, making her complete in more than one way.

When she started bouncing up and down on his shaft they both started breathing heavily, moaning each other's names over and over again. She threw her head back while her orgasm was hovering closer. His hand slipped between their bodies and he searched her 'sweet spot', finding it with ease. Her heart started pounding furiously in her ribcage while her body started to shudder, her nails digging into his back.

He could feel her walls tighten around his cock and it brought him over the edge as well. They both exploded together in a mind blowing climax.

She couldn't differentiate right from wrong anymore. It all came together and ended in a situation like this.

As much as she wanted, needed, to stay away from him…she did quite the opposite again. It was like her brains stopped working and her heart took over.

Now she was lying in his arms again, in the same situation as years ago, not knowing what to do. Slowly she slipped out of his arms. "Stay a little longer…please," he whimpered, she could hear the desperation in his voice and it surprised her, it really did. But she complied and stayed in his arms, totally losing track of time. Eventually she fell in a deep relaxing sleep, like she hadn't slept in years.

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