Continued...
Damon continued pumping into Elena. He couldn't stop because she was so wet and warm and he wanted to dig deeper inside of her.
Elena didn't want Damon to stop pumping into her. She was enjoying this way to much for him to stop. She let out a loud scream as Damon rotated his hips.
She was close and he was close.
They were going to cum together in bliss before they watched the movie, they were supposed to watch before they got distracted.
Damon was reaching his climax and Elena was reaching hers. She and he were about to shout it out when they heard something that was about to end it all for them or not.
"Damon...not answering. I called."
Damon held Elena because he was almost about to drop her.
The voice was Stefan.
They heard footsteps and Damon had to set Elena on her feet and hold her against the wall so she wouldn't fall as he locked the door.
It was seconds later that he heard Stefan's footsteps get closer and closer.
Oh shit, Elena and Damon whispered as Stefan tapped on the closed office door.
;..;
Stefan was tapping on his Damon's closed office door. He knew he was in there. He saw the light streaming from inside underneath the door. He also had heard a loud scream, a pleasurable scream. Stefan was unlocking the door to Damon's house with the keys that Damon had given to him when he ever needed a place to stay. It was before Stefan fucked Anna and Stefan was just glad that the keys were the same. He was twirling said keys around his index finger as he tapped on the door again.
"Come on, Damon. I've seen enough bodies. Naked women don't scare me. Hell, do you feel like passing her my way when your done."
Stefan lightly chuckled and whistled, before fluffing up his hair.
"Hold on, brother." It was two minutes passing by when Stefan heard the door click and he tapped on the door again before he stepped inside.
The office was just as Stefan remembered it. A dark blue setting with a slight hint of black, even though you couldn't tell the difference between the two. Stefan looked around the state of the room and saw that Damon's chair was on the ground. Papers were scattered everywhere. Damon was leaning against the desk, his legs out and long before him. He was shirtless and his pants were buckled and his face was set hard and cold.
"This place looks like a tornado hit it. What the fuck happened?" Stefan's eyebrow rose as he scanned the room for any signs of the girl, but there was none. He continued to look over the scene, even though there was nothing to look over so he just walked towards the chair that was in front of Damon.
Damon shrugged his shoulders for Stefan's earlier question. He walked around the desk, picking up his chair and setting it right before siting down. He scooted the chair closer under the desk and leaned back into the chair. Stefan walked towards the chair, looking over the floor just to see if he spotted anything out of the ordinary, but he saw nothing. He briefly pouted before sitting in the chair in front of Damon's desk. He sat down and crossed his legs at his ankles, yawning before shaking his head and looking at Damon.
"I would keep asking questions but I have matters to attend too." Stefan's face was just as hard and cold as Damon and he looked at Damon with 'worried' in his eyes.
"Like what? You kind of interrupted me."
Stefan turned his head to look around the room.
"I don't see the bitch you were fucking in here. So what was I interrupting? I called you earlier. You didn't answer. So I just decided to walk in."
Damon curled his lip in disgust before fixing himself, not to show how freaked out he was that his brother was across from him as Elena sat underneath the desk, running her hands up his thighs.
"What do you want? Your getting annoying?"
Damon was trying to sound mad and angry and annoyed. He wasn't trying to show the fact that he was nervous. What if Elena just jumped from underneath the desk and said that she had been cheating on Stefan and wanted her to forgive her.
What would happened? Damon wasn't sure but...
Damon hissed in a breath as Elena's hands slid into his pants, she was brushing past his member to grab a hold of it. Probably to pull it out and play with it.
They never did finish.
"I'm thinking about dumping Elena." Stefan wove his fingers together in his lap as he looked at Damon. Damon was in his seat, trying his hardest not to move unless it was necessary. He didn't want to give Elena's hiding spot away and was planning on thanking Caroline later for making him buy this huge black desk.
"Who's Elena? Your whore?" Damon didn't mean to call Elena that and he held back another hiss as Elena's mouth tighten around his shaft and moved up and down along his length. He could just imagined how she looked. But he couldn't because his brother was there and it was slightly pissing him off.
"No. Bonnie is the name of my whore. Elena is my fiancee that I plan on kicking out of my house. She's starting to piss me off with her silent treatment shit and did you know she wrecked her old phone as she says so got another one. I didn't get the new number till six days ago. She stays out all night, comes back tired and limping, says she was working out, running. She won't even kiss me on the cheek anymore."
Damon smiled, a wicked smile. He was smiling because whenever Elena left his house, he always assumed that Elena would kiss him or at least touch his brother, just a little. But she wasn't and he was glad.
Hell fuck yeah...
Elena's warm wet tongue was lapping up his pre-cum, her hands were running up and down his shaft and she was going faster and faster. He inhaled hard and deep.
He was so hard into not blowing their cover.
"So, I'm not a fucking therapist. What do you want, brother?"
Stefan straighten himself in the chair that he was sitting in and shrugged his shoulders before his eyes lit up.
"I want to fuck Elena into the ground is what I want. I want her legs wrapped around me as I dig deep into her skin. I want to fuck her hard."
Damon wanted to push Elena off of him and snatch his brother from the chair and beat him to a bloody pulp. How dare he speak about Elena that way?
But he had to let his brother talk mess about her so Elena could hear even though she was occupied at the moment.
"What's stopping you? She probably seen your dick size and it's scaring her."
Damon leaned into the desk and the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, but Elena didn't gag. She caught it with her hands, working her throat muscles to swallow around him.
Damon nearly bit his fucking tongue off.
She was too damn good.
"No, brother. I'm way to hung for her to run off and act the way she is acting. It's something else. I think it's her bitch of a friend Vicki. She's always in my shit. I bet she's still pissed that I denied her all that long ago, before she even started dating Elena. She wasn't hot enough for me and Jeremy already fucked her. Said she was bad. I only went with Elena because she was a virgin and was un-touched by anyone in the group. I got with her and just haven't broken up with her. I proposed to her just to get in her pants and now I have to wait. I'm a fucking French Teacher. I get pussy left and right. Simple as that."
Damon had to chuckle at that.
He got pussy left and right, and he didn't even want it.
"So why are you still with her?"
Stefan smiled and spread his lips wide.
He looked fucking crazy.
"Because I love her."
;..;
Elena stopped sucking on Damon's dick and listened at Stefan's words.
Because he loved her.
Yeah, that motherfucker didn't love her.
He was just using her. She knew that now.
At least after her and Damon finished having sex, he would ask her questions about her past and listen to her as she talked. He never rolled his eyes if she repeated something, sometimes she did make the mistake of repeating things without realizing that she already had said it. There were times that she would talk so much that Damon wouldn't say a word but listen and she would cry and shed tears. She would get fuming mad and he was there the entire time and he held her if she wanted...needed him too. He held her without questions asked and kissed the top of her forehead. He didn't reject her when she cried. Stefan did. He would snarl and then cut her off so he could talk about himself.
But hearing everything that she had heard. She was slight pissed off and she took her anger off on Damon...and his dick.
She pumped him faster when she grew mad and sucked him with so much force that she would look down and noticed Damon's toe curling, so tight they were red.
She slowed down after away so she wouldn't miss a word.
She was also surprised that he didn't let out a loud moan. She knew she was getting him good.
She continued to pump him, taking good strokes so that his cock would twitch in her hand and she would hover her mouth over his length just to breathe on it before going down on it and bobbing her head up and down.
"You love her, but yet you cheat on her?"
Elena heard Stefan chuckle and she grew even more mad.
Stefan was lying.
"I love her as some girl I'd fuck when I want her but nope. She's too eh. I bet she's boring in bed..." Stefan paused and if Elena didn't have her mouth around Damon's dick. She would have locked her jaw and snapped her mouth shut.
But she didn't.
She just listened.
"Anyway, I actually came down here because I want to schedule an appointment for my whore, Bonnie. She ran out of birth control pills. Her moods are off the fucking wall and I want you to check her thoroughly. Check everything that you can. She hasn't gotten her period in four weeks. I would know. I mark it all down so I know what days to avoid her ass."
Damon bit the inside of his cheek.
"Fine. How's tomorrow?"
Stefan laughed and Elena was frozen.
Bonnie could have been pregnant.
But it wasn't her problem but Stefan's.
Ha.
"Good. Ten. I want to get some fucking in before she goes in. I love young thangs. They don't know the difference between fucking and being in love. Ha. Oh, I was also wondering. Do you have room in this big old house of yours?"
Elena couldn't tell how Damon's face looked and she wished she could. She wanted to see but she wanted to make him cum long and hard in her mouth. So she continued to pump and suck and lick Damon. She even reached forward and gently squeezed his balls, cradling them in her hands as she pumped and sucked his harder and faster.
She glanced down and saw Damon's eyes curling tighter than before. They were a bright red.
"Yes..." Damon was digging his nails into his hands. He was so close.
"I'm kicking Elena out of my house and I want her to stay somewhere. Her mother is in Florida and she has no father. No sister. I would like it if she stayed with you."
Fucking Idiot, Damon and Elena both thought.
Damon wanted to smile, from ear to ear, but he didn't. His balls had clinched up tight and he was so close...so...close...
Elena, on the other hand, was working Damon's dick as if she was trying to suck a little piece of paper out of a straw. She heard what Stefan said and she was mad but not as mad. She didn't care that Stefan was kicking her out of the house. She didn't want to be in that boring house anyway.
She'd rather be with Damon.
All day and night if he wanted her...
"Sure. I have a girl roommate. They could talk and have slumber parties, throw pillows. Whatever..." Damon exhaled as he came down Elena's throat. She swallowed it up and slowed down the pace of her pumps as she collected all that was him. His toes released themselves from it's hold and he inhaled and exhaled normally. He felt damn good.
After Elena was done; she fixed Damon and placed him back into his pants. She zipped him back up, hoping not to make a sound. She didn't want to get caught, even though that would be fun.
"Good." Stefan pushed his chair back to leave. He ran his hands through his hair and his green eyes bore into Damon's blue ones. "Now, I'll say this once. After I'm finished with Bonnie, I will want Elena back so don't do anything stupid and fuck this up. I hope not... I'll drop her off later. I have Bonnie to go home too. She's waiting for me."
Stefan smiled and bowed before turning around to leave. He was almost out the door before he stopped. He turned his head and looked at Damon.
"You know brother. I suddenly remembered what I had to tell you."
"What's that?"
Damon hoped it was nothing stupid.
"Annabelle is back in town." Stefan paused and threw up the peace sign in the air before walking out of the office door, heading towards the front door so he could leave the house.
As soon as Damon heard his front door slam shut. He pushed the chair back, stood up and ran out of the office to lock the door twice before returning back to his office.
When he got there; Elena was standing in the middle of the room. She was running her hands through her hair and she was...hunched over.
"What's wrong?"
Damon headed over to her and wrapped his arms around her body. She looked up at him and there were tears running down her eyes.
"Where did this come from, love?"
He wiped them away with his thumbs.
"Nothing. Now, let me get dressed. I have sex to wash off and I have to go home. I have to act all different and changed and what not. If I just act like whatever, than he'll know something is wrong."
Damon nodded his head and kissed her on her forehead.
He already knew what was wrong. It was his stupid brother's fault.
"I'm sorry about..."
"Don't. You were playing along and Stefan wasn't. To think I actually loved him." She balanced herself on her tippy toes and kissed Damon on his cheek. She then stepped back and walked out of the room, without even a backwards glance.
Well this chapter was crazy, wasn't it? I hoped I didn't go to fast.
I also want to let everyone know, that I am a beta reader now. So just let me know if you want me to check out anything of yours. I would love to help. I do my best. :)
Well, yeah if want anything answered, please let me know.
As far as I'm telling, Stefan asked Damon for an appointment for Bonnie, if you didn't catch it.
I warn that this chapter will have some dialouge, maybe quick smut and some angst.
I also will warn that someone will get cursed out.
Oh and Caroline and Vicki will be in the next couple of chapters. I kinda miss writing them.
The two lesbians.
DomOx
