A/N Sorry this update has taken a minute. I am currently trying to update a story a day, and this one has been on the backburner for a minute. But the reviews since my last Post. thank you! READER skb13 the fact that you understood my Edvard Munch reference, made my day! I tend to do things like that in my stories and you pointing it out, letting me know you understood that, took me by surprise.

*Thanks to EVERYONE who keeps up with this story, this chapter is dedicated to you. I'd love to know what you think about the final revelation in this chapter.

*Four months after their Christmas vacation; Everybody's lives have changed dramatically.

*I do not own these characters

*Please enjoy!

Four months

Four months into the new year and Damon and Bonnie were going very strong.

After their Christmas vacation, it was back to business as usual. Damon Back to big money things in the finance world, and Bonnie heading the most talked about review in Las Vegas. Everything was going very well for them. She spent every weekend at his house in Henderson, with he and Poppins, and on weeknights, Damon stayed in town at Bonnie's house. They were pretty inseparable. Bonnie's workload nearly doubled with her new responsibilities, but having Lexi on board and helping her with choreography was the smartest decision Bonnie had ever made. Not to mention Caroline was her new assistant and Caroline was a kick ass Marketer for Bonnie and Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.

Four months of wedded Bliss for Lexi and Stefan. With Bonnie so occupied with Damon, she didn't realize Lexi and Stefan moved in together. It wouldn't have mattered because when they all hung out, it was as if things were the same. Except, Lexi was a lot less profane when she spoke, and Stefan was a lot more attentive to her. Bonnie took a heavy notice to the new couple, but would never have guessed that they jumped the gun four months ago. Neither Lexi nor Stefan seemed to have any withdraws to being married. They seemed genuinely happy and genuinely in love.

Love, that was a concept that had almost escaped Bonnie. Was she in love with Damon? Definitely. Was he in love with her, unquestionably. Did either of them have the courage to say it? Not a once. They were so careful and particular with one another, that they treated their situation like a fragile child. Neither of them wanting to make the mistakes they made with their exes. Damon, was so in awe of his girlfriend, he felt like he was capable of doing a large turn around for her without any crazy or alarming side effects. Bonnie had realized that for four months, Damon was an incredible lover. He had learned such patience with her. From the first time they had sex, up until this point, Damon had proved to be gifted at pleasing Bonnie's body. His love making skills were undoubtedly enough to make her sign over her house to him, if he promised to deliver those performances every day for the rest of her life. But, she was beginning to feel as if she was molding his style of sex to her and Kai's style of sex. Slow, and tender, connected and absurdly passionate and filled with tender moments.

She had been wondering what she could do to help introduce her powder pink world to his black ash one. When it came to love making, having sex, and fucking, Damon and Bonnie's styles landed on opposite ends of the spectrum. In other words, she was the moth to his flame. She was slowly but surely turning Damon into a moth, like her. She didn't want to mold his love making style. So maybe he had a tendency to get rough once in a while, it wasn't as if he was trying to hurt her, on purpose, and he didn't cause her any pain that wasn't pleasurable. Her initial fear was just wondering what his motives were, and if his intentions towards her were ill. She knew he had the best intentions towards her so why couldn't she bend her will to give into his desires and needs. She decided she would. This would be the ultimate compromise because, he meant a lot to her and what he wanted mattered to Bonnie. What he needed would be what she gave him. She would come to the consensus of giving Damon control, sexually. Letting him take the reins and see how he ran with it. But one thing is for sure, she needed a bit of advice from her girlfriends. After all, only having one other sexual partner, Bonnie still hadn't been exposed to much. Other than what Kai had her do when he drugged her, she hadn't been exposed to anything she could remember. She was having lunch today with Caroline and Lexi for some much needed girlfriend time, away from the office. They were all headed to one of their favorite lunch spots to meet up.

Lexi arrived first and Bonnie trickled in a few minutes later.

"Well, well, well. I am so not used to you being the first person to arrive anywhere," Bonnie said to Lexi. "I will have to go ahead and assume this is Stefan's doing. He has really had a good impression on you."

"You know he is such a stickler for rules and timeliness."

"Yeah, and you are the cursing, burping sailor, chick, that tamed him. Although Stefan wasn't too wild. Which makes you two perfect because you have helped him to loosen up a bit."

"Yea, I must say, meeting him has been one of the best things to happen to me in my life." Smiling at Bonnie who is patting herself on the back.

"How about Damon, how are you and him lately?"

"You know, I'd like to say we are perfect, but then I would be jinxing something. But I do need some friendly advice. Girl to girl."

"Shoot."

"Well, I don't know if you remember me telling you a while back about how he has a different style sexually. A bit rough and aggressive?"

"Yea, I remember."

"Well, since it all went down, he has been a very gentle lover. I mean, gentle and treats me like a fragile flower. Don't get me wrong, it is still great, oh my God, it is amazing, but…"

"But…"

'I can't help but to feel as though I am changing him, and taking him out of his own comfort zone. I love our sex life, I have never known so much pleasure, but it is not his normal style, and I think I should let him start to take the lead and show me what it is he likes."

"Well, of course Bon. I think that you can never fully understand one another sexually unless you give in to one another desires and fantasies together."

"I agree, but how can I do that without taking it personally?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, what if he gets too rough, and then I think he is really trying to hurt me?"

"Figure out a way to interpret some alternating control play with it. Like a safe word or something."

"You mean like BDSM type of thing?

"Hell, I don't know, because I don't know what he is into."

"Oh, wait, so maybe we can do role playing. I can be in a roll playing mode, so whatever he wants to do, he can feel as though he is doing it to the role, the person I am playing?"

"Yes. That actually sounds perfect and fun, and I wish I thought to try it with Stefan. Maybe I will."

"Maybe you should, and tell me how it goes." Bonnie laughed.

Just then A hazy Caroline was strolling in. She looked both happy and new at the same time.

Four months.

Four months ago, after Damon and Bonnie got back from Vancouver, Bonnie decided to take a one-day break from Damon and go home to soak in a bath and relax her sore muscles. They had made love for over 12 hours in Vancouver and Bonnie was swollen and sore, and all the while happy. Until she received a disturbing text from Caroline.

4 Months ago.

Care: Bon, I need your help plz

Bon: Sure thing, what's up?

Care: Can u pick me up from my house?

Bon: Sure thing, time/address?

Care: ASAP/#### Rainbow Rd. E. Las Vegas Nv #####

Bon: Are u ok?

Care: No.

Bon: on my way!

Care; Thx

When Bonnie arrived less than 30 minutes later, Caroline had two bags packed and was waiting outside of her large home she shared with Tyler. Bonnie could hear Tyler yelling from in the house, but Mason was holding him from coming out.

"NOTHING! YOU HEAR ME CAROLINE? YOU ARE NOTHING! YOU HAVE NOTHING WITHOUT ME! YOU LEAVE DON'T EVER COMEBACK!"

"Bonnie," Caroline said with both excitement and sadness. She had never been happier to see another human being in her whole life until she saw Bonnie pull up in her White Audi.

"Oh My gosh, Care, what the hell happened?" She asked her friend with the busted lip and black eye.

"Nothing Bon. He just found out about how I am going to be working for you and he flipped the fuck out on me. He started accusing me of cheating and going to meet with some guy. I have no idea what he is talking about. HE IS FUCKING CRAZY!" Caroline said as she turned to yell at him. "Yeah, I said it, FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK TYLER! EAT SHIT AND DIE!" Bonnie knew Tyler hated if Caroline cursed.

Just then the very muscular younger man ran passed Mason and charged Caroline.

"HELL NO!" Bonnie sad as she cut him off and put her body weight between the Blonde and the man who charged at her like a dog in heat.

When Tyler got physical with Bonnie Mason intervened and through the younger man off of her. "TYLER, CALM THE FUCK DOWN!"

"Really, because you like this BITCH? Mase Get the fuck outta here." Then he looked at Caroline and said, "I'm gonna fucking kill you, you try to leave me, I swear I will. Mark my words."

Just as he said that Bonnie looked at him and said, "You even think about laying a hand on her, I will take care of you myself Tyler Lockwood."

Caroline went to stay with Bonnie for about a month.

Now four months later, and Caroline was back at home with Tyler. Not by choice. She had to play along with him in order to get some dirt on Tyler to have him put away for a long time. In order to do that, she had to play nice. However, she Bonnie, and Lexi were in cahoots to take care of the asshole, so that he could never hurt Caroline again. And since she has been home, he has been on his best behavior, either he is a very smart asshole, or he is a very smart politician's son. Because he can easily go to jail for what he has done. Sure he'd be let out after a few months, but that is why the girls needed to find a way to get him put away for a long time. That day has gone down in history and Bonnie and Caroline have decided it was best not to tell neither Stefan nor Damon for the time being. That could potentially be a huge mistake for Bonnie, omitting this information from Damon, but Caroline was her friend. And Caroline begged her not to.

Four months, Caroline has been being courted by one Klaus Mikaelson. The suave Englishmen that could say no wrong with that foreign tongue of his. He could also do no wrong according to Caroline. Klaus was legend with his tongue and her lady bits were proof. Tyler was an okay lover she has come to find out. He never took the time to discover her body like Klaus though. Klaus had no problem courting a sort of taken Caroline. He knew a little bit about her situation, but not enough, because he was liable to tell Damon and Stefan everything, and the three of them would go to prison for a very long time. Leaving three distraught women mourning their lives away in sin city.

Caroline's walk has a certain switch today. She is wearing a very short black skirt and very high red heels, and her legs are so killer it doesn't make sense she can wear that skirt legally as much of her legs as it revealed.

"Hey Ladies. What say you?"

"Not much, actually trying to help Bonnie to figure out how to get freaky in the bedroom without feeling offended by what may come of it."

On the one hand I have so many ideas for you Bonnie. I really do. But on the other hand, we are talking about my cousin and it weirds me the heck out."

"Pretend it's not your cousin," Lexi says. "What would you do if it were you?"

"I would role play like two strangers at a club or a bar, then let him take me home, and treat me like a stranger he's having sex with. Then it's anything goes, with a safe word of course."

Bonnie sat and thought for a minute and that seemed like a really good plan. Now she just had to figure out how to tell him and devise a plan to make it come to life.

"So what is new with you Care? You seem awfully peppy for a girl that hates the man she lives with." Bonnie said.

"Truth moment?"

"Abso-fucking-lutely!" Lexi said.

"I've been sleeping with Klaus since December!"

"WHAT!?"

"Since that night at the club when I got sick. He called me a couple days later to meet for lunch and I almost didn't meet him, but both of you were occupied with my cousins, and I didn't want to hang out with my mom, so I agreed, and we have been having sex ever since."

"Is that why Tyler attacked you, Caroline?"

"He attacked me because he is psycho. He has no idea about me and Klaus, and in my opinion, if it were up to him, he would accuse me no matter what. Even if I weren't cheating."

"I almost killed him that day." Bonnie said.

"Yeah you did SHE-RA!" Caroline laughed. "I've never seen that aggressive side of Bonnie."

"Well, I won't lie when I say, I was afraid for my life. Tyler literally scared the shit out of me. He had a look about him, something in his eyes I can't place it. It was very animalistic though."

"Wow, I wish I was there, I would have ripped his head off!" Lexi said.

"Yeah, well I am just trying to get this information on him so I can get out clean."

"Speaking of which…any news?"

"Not much, except, I found some text messages in his phone going back and forth with some guy named MG and they were talking about money, and something that had to do with gambling. Something illegal I am sure. But I couldn't make it out. So at some point, I need to snap shot and email them to myself, and we can analyze the messages together."

"Hmm, really? Well, if he is involved in some underground gambling, his entire family can get in trouble for that with their political status." Bonnie said.

"Exactly, so I can't make any moves until I know for sure. Besides, Mason been acting weird lately. He really has some crazy interest in YOU Bonnie."

"Me?"

"Yeah, he asks about you since knowing you and I keep in touch, and having watched Tyler attack you, he has asked about you a lot."

"That is weird, because I haven't seen him since the night I met you." Bonnie was weirded out by the revelation.

"So Klaus, huh? I remember how hot I thought he was the night I met him. That accent kills it too, man I bet having him talk dirty is so sexy." Lexi said.

"Well, it is. I think I cum just on the sound of his voice alone. But his lips and tongue are magic. I just can't handle it sometimes. He does this thing with his tongue where I am not sure if he is twisting it, or wiggling it, but- it I don't know, its fucking fantastic." Caroline says in a way where she is legitimately puzzled by how good he is at performing the particular act on her.

Both Lexi and Bonnie watch Caroline as she reminisces, and realizes why she looked like she was walking in somewhat of a haze today.

"It is clear to see where the good mood comes from." Lexi said.

"So what about you Lexi? How are you and my big headed cousin doing?"

"I couldn't be happier. Honestly, Stefan is an amazing person. I am so thankful to Bonnie and Damon for introducing us. We actually have made some plans for our future and I am more than ready to start a life with him."

"Like marriage?" Bonnie asked.

"Well, let's just say long-term commitment."

"That is good to hear. I am happy. You two ladies seem to make my cousins happy. Happier than their exes. Which is really a lot of work cut out for you Bonnie."

"Why do you say that?"

"Damon's ex was selfish, and he never said it, but I could tell she was controlling."

"Hmm." Bonnie was learning more and more about the girl she secretly hated because of things she has heard about her, and how she has treated Damon. Bonnie and Lily have met a few times for lunch since they met, and even Lily said she hated the girl. She didn't come around much, but when she did, she wasn't a fan of her son's personality and attitude when he came around with her. He always seemed on edge, and irritated. So when the engagement was broken, she was ecstatic. She realized there was hope for her son.

"But, hey, you and her, are complete opposites. I see why he loves you."

"Loves?"

"Yeah, it is very obvious Bonnie. The way he looks at you, touches you, smiles at you, holds you when you are in a public place together, the way he gloats about you, and the gentle calm nature he has around you. I know you haven't known my cousin for long; but he has a very rough nature about him. He used to always be on edge and he was really aggressive. I have yet to see him even come close to resembling the old him since you have been around."

Bonnie smiles, and thinks about the idea of Damon loving her. She loves the idea of them being in love. After the girls go their separate ways, Bonnie texts Damon. She brings up Caroline's idea, to see if he is willing to try it with her. He was skeptical at first about role playing, because he doesn't trust himself, but when she explains that she wants to allow him to be himself sexually, he is willing to try it out for her. He calls her immediately to avoid texting about this.

"Bonnie? I don't need to do that; you don't need to do that. I am fine with moving at your pace."

"It's not about that, Damon. For four months I have felt as though you are holding back with me. I want you to feel as though you can be yourself with me."

"Bonnie it isn't a game. I am a very aggressive lover."

"I know Damon; I want to experience your way of making love."

"Bonnie, before I met you, I didn't know what making love was. You opened me up to that experience. I have only ever made love to you."

"Well, now open me up to your experience. Name your time and place and I am all about it."

"Okay, Drai's tonight, midnight. Dress Slutty. Side note, I am not going to be nice. Just know that now. Don't expect it. Don't ask for it. No mercy Bonnie."

Her eyes widened, her mouth dropped open, but she didn't want to seem like she was afraid so she answered quickly. "Okay. But shouldn't we have a safe word?"

"What for, you either want this or you don't. I don't do safe words sweetie!"

She gulped and her body tensed and tingled at the same time. "Okay, are we using fake names?"

"Tonight you are Lola!"

"And you?"

"No, just you. I am naturally a bad guy Bonnie, so my name is Damon, plus if I ever hear you call me another man's name, I am likely to fucking find a man with that name and kill him just because."

"So I should just except you thinking of me as someone else?"

"No, Lola is you, just your bad girl side. Bonnie, that is my sweet girl, but Lola, she is my naughty girl!"

She smiles. "Okay. Drai's tonight. See ya then. Kisses." She hangs up excited.

"Hugs." He says as he hangs up feeling more excited than he should. Bonnie has no idea what she is in for.

At Bonnie's house

"Lexi, does this look slutty enough?" Caroline asks as she helps Bonnie zip up the back of her boots.

"Wow, wow, wowza!" Lexi says looking at a very seductive Bonnie. "Hell, yeah!"

Bonnie had on a skin tight Black skirt, it was high waisted, and short enough it just barely made the cut off about an inch below her cheeks. Depending on how wide her legs were opened you could see her panties. Caroline let Bonnie borrow a short black crop top with long sleeves. An inch or two of Bonnies mid-drift was showing, but not much. The skirt was very short, and she topped the outfit off with her black leather thigh high high heel boots. She topped the outfit off with a petite fitted black leather jacket. Her hair was straight and swooped over her face, her make-up was dramatic black eyeliner and mascara, and red lips. Bonnie looked like she wanted to get fucked. Which is precisely what Lexi told her.

"You look like you want to get fucked Bon. Like wow."

"Wow, I need to take a picture of you for your Instagram page, you know, for the CCBB promotional stuff." And Caroline did. She took a picture of CCBB grandest Vixen dancer. With Caroline's promotional social media accounts and her blog, CCBB was picking up clientele already in its 4th month mark of the new year. Bonnie was also gaining notoriety with her new image as the shows headlining Dancer.

"Okay, baby girl, we will drop you off. I am almost positive you won't be needing your car." Lexi laughs.

They head to Drai's, and drop Bonnie off. When she gets there, she goes to the private elevator and heads upstairs. It is 11:55 Bonnie heads to the bar. She orders a regular Martini, and drinks it in a matter of seconds. It wasn't until she was getting crazy stares from the patrons at the club that she realized how nervous she actually was. They could tell she was there for one reason, which was to be fucked. Bonnie didn't know that merit of Lexi and Caroline's words until now. She was there for a good 20 minutes and there was no sign of Damon. At least she didn't see him. Plus, she was too nervous to look for him, because she was afraid of taking the chance of bein g hit on by some random man thinking she was a prostitute.

12:40 am Bonnie sees no sign of Damon. She is getting a bit restless and annoyed. She hates the idea of all of these men bidding on her for a date, thinking that they are going to get lucky with her. These perves had another thing coming if they thought for one minute she'd be going home with any of them.

A mysterious man walks up to her, and he is very sexy. He starts hitting on Bonnie in a devilish way. He's very sexy, but in his own way, he is cocky. She contemplates flirting with him, since Damon is late. But she tries to avoid his advances, he is relentless with her.

"Listen, Sir, I am actually meeting someone so, I appreciate your friendly flirting, but I am not interested."

"Surely you are attracted to me. I mean, I am attracted to you, I can feel that you are attracted to me."

"I can sense that you are full of yourself and I am not going to change my mind about not being interested."

"So what, you have a boyfriend?"

"Something like that."

"Why would he let you out of the house in that outfit, unless he wanted a man like me to make you an offer you can't refuse?"

"Maybe because he trusts that I am very capable of refusing a man like you."

"Well," He kisses her hand, "no one can say I didn't try. If it never works out for you and him, give me a call. The name is Kol." He says grinning at her in a devilish fashion. "Your name?"

"Lola."

"You most certainly are," He says leaving her finally. When he walks off to a corner away from her line of sight he trails off to a corner to Damon. "Sorry Bloke, she didn't take the bait, she was pretty adamant about not being interested, and I think for a moment she wanted to shank me." They both laughed. "None-the-less, she was sexy. Good luck with that one, she's tough."

"Yeah, I have her under control. We are just having a little fun tonight. Thanks a lot man."

"No problem, she really cut me down, I have to get one of these gorgeous women in here to go home with me tonight to make up for that shot to the ego she gave me."

"Alright bro. I'll catch you man." Damon said before parting ways with his longtime friend. After having Bonnie wait an hour, he was almost positive she'd be fuming right now. And he wasn't about to apologize. He just kicked his gentleman out of the building and he is about to approach her with his asshole.

Especially now that as he walked up she was talking to someone else, that wasn't doing him a favor.

She was actually laughing at this guy. He had to remind himself that they were playing a game and that she wasn't seriously flirting with anyone on purpose, after all he made her wait an hour.

"Of course, Matt thank you!" She said.

"Bonnie, every time I see you, I feel as if it is fates way of trying to bring us together. We should hang out sometime."

"Oh, I'd love to but I can't. I am seeing someone."

"Is it serious?"

"Yes." She smiles at him.

"Well, I don't care, I am not the type of guy who wants to get into your pants. It would be nice just to be your friend."

"Awe thanks Matt I appreciate that."

"Have you ever shot a gun?"

"Actually no."

"Well, one day we should go to the gun range. I happen to be an Expert Shooter, and I could teach you how to shoot a gun. My opinion is that every woman should know how to shoot a gun. Plus, it is fun."

"I don't know; I don't really think it is smart of me to hang out with you alone."

"Bring your boyfriend, I could careless, like I said, I don't mind being your friend. Come on it'll be fun. Besides, why has this guy left you hanging tonight. What a dick, he is."

Her face dropped from a smile to a frown.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it. I am sure there is a logical explanation for it. I hope he is okay."

"Thanks."

"Listen, I am sure I will see you around. I have my eye on you." He said smiling at her with his all American look.

Damon's brow furrows in anger. FUCK, he thinks to himself. He needs to control this anger right now, before he takes this next few hours of his life too seriously with Bonnie.

She hugs Matt before he leaves and suddenly a very strong presence is behind her. She feels it, it is in the air. His smell, his breath, his cologne, his hair conditioner, she wants to smile until she realizes that she has waited at him for over an hour. He whispers in her ear. "I've been watching you."

She ignores him. "Bartender, can I close my tab, please?" She says in irritation.

"Sure thing hunny."

"I got it" Damon says as he hands the bartender his Plum card.

"I really don't need any favors. Thank you. She gives the Bartender a $50 and says to keep the change.

"Oh wait, actually, that gentleman paid your tab." The bartender says pointing at Matt.

Bonnie looked at Matt and mouthed, "Thank you!" Then she proceeded to leave towards the elevator. Damon follows after her.

He is in full character, still and she must have forgotten the game. But he doesn't intend to break character no matter how pissed she is. When he enters the elevator with her, she refuses to be in his space she stands by the entrance, as soon as the doors close, he pushes her back against the elevator wall.

"Get off of me Damon, you ass!"

"What's wrong baby?"

"Really, you have me waiting her for an hour and a half looking like a prostitute and you have the nerve to ask me that? Go to hell!"

He smiles and laughs a bit devilishly. He starts pushing her against the wall and forcing his hand up her skirt, while she struggles to get out of his clutch he doesn't break eye contact with her.

"Damon, get off of me."

"I'm sorry, Lola doesn't get whatever she wants tonight."

The elevator opens and they proceed to walk through the casino, and he has her by her arm. He walks her to the valet parking to get his car.

"You know, my lil Lola, I am beginning to think you are getting more than you bargained for. But I am all for keeping my word, and tonight that is what I am doing. So mad or not, I am finishing what you started. Whether you like it or not."

She rolls her eyes. "The nerve."

"He laughs. "Hmm, the angrier you are the better for me!"

'What an evil smirk.' She thinks

The valet pulls up with his car.

"Here we are baby. Now get in!" His smile leaves his face.

But she gets in because, what the hell is she supposed to think right now? Either they are both being really good actors, or this is real as hell, and she is getting more than she bargained for with Damon Salvatore.

He starts driving a different direction than she is used to. "Where the hell are you going?"

"My condo. Right here in town. Is that okay, or do sluts prefer motels?"

"Damon!" Her angry face excites him. He can't explain it, but he has NEVER seen Bonnie this way. He has always wondered though, what she is like angry.

"That is my name don't wear it out. Well actually, yes, you will be wearing it out."

He uses his right hand to squeeze her thigh.

"Ouch!"

"Oops. Sorry."

Bonnie is getting irritated with his cocky behavior. Which was all a part of his plan. He had to get her angry to make this work.

They arrive after about ten minutes of driving. She sees a tall sky rise. When they go inside he pushes the penthouse button. Her arms are crossed, and her attitude just drives him crazy with lust and desire. He turns to her slightly on the elevator, and she jumps a little. "Relax Hunny. I would be more worried more about the inside of the penthouse. They never really come to his penthouse, so this role playing was getting more real by the moment. After a gut-wrenching stop, Bonnie awaits the penthouse to open up and when it does her bewilderment takes over her anger.

The doors open to an immaculate site. Not like his rustic, and cozy mansion, but this place looks like an episode of cribs. The lights were all very dim, or either off. The only light was his fireplace and lights from the city which lit his largely open window that lead to his terrace; acing Las Vegas Blvd., which was about 10 miles away.

"Would you like a drink?"

She glares at him.

"You might need one, to relax your tense muscles. I'd hate to hurt you."

Her eyes widen and she says nothing.

"I'll take that as a yes."

He pours her a glass of champagne, while he takes his whiskey, neat.

She takes the drink and says nothing.

"Where are your manners?"

"Thanks." She says with an attitude.

"You know, never bite the hand that feeds you."

She shakes her head. He is very good at this game and she has no idea when or if he is being serious.

"Remember that first night I made you cum?"

He catches her off guard.

"It will never matter how you feel about me, because your body will respond to me. Like the night I fucked you and made you cum 18 times. Wasn't it a bit agonizing? Me controlling your body and you having no control?"

She says nothing. He walks up to her and hands her a separate glass of Champagne. She was already filling the effects of the first. He takes the first glass and tells her to drink the second glass. She looks at him and walks a bit away from him. He drinks three glasses of whiskey in the time she drinks one glass of champagne. As he drinks that second glass he pics her up and take her to his piano. He sits her on the very top and proceeds to play for her. He plays until she drinks her entire glass of champagne. It took her about 15 minutes, she was a slow drinker.

His key strokes are increasing the level in which her body responds to the champagne. How is that possible? This man is mad! As soon as her glass is done he takes it from her and sits it somewhere, she doesn't know because she is watching his intensity. He slides her body in front of him. As he sits on the piano bench, she is on top of it with her legs opened towards him. Damon opens Bonnies legs wider, and uses his fingers to play with her above her panties. "Oh my god. Ahh." She says because she is already very sensitive in her clit, and part of her throbs for his touch. She didn't expect a little finger play over the panties was going to lead to such pleasure. She trembled in his mercy. His absolute mercy.

He looked at her, devilishly while she shook at the tips of his fingers tickling her. She is angry now, like really angry; because she has no idea how he can control her body in such a way. She closes her legs and gets off of the piano. She walks away and he goes after her. Holding her from behind. "I confuse you because I have so much power over you. For the first time in your life, someone has power over you, and it scares you." He whispers to her.

She yanks her body away from his and his is back on her like a predator. He walks her to the counter top and bends her forward on to it. Then he pushes her skirt up and pulls her panties off of her. "Stop fighting this, and let me do what you really want me to do to you deep down." Damon puts his fingers at her entrance and finishes what he started with her, playing with her pussy lips. "The smell of you turns me on just as much as the sound of you." That made her moan. Still lightly tickling her pussy Bonnie starts to throb uncontrollably. When her breathing becomes erratic, he stops.

"Fuck." She says, remembering the first time he did this to her.

"You know, when I play with your pussy, I can feel it swelling with pleasure. The more plump it gets, the sweeter your juices will taste." He is relentless.

"Lola, would you like me to finger fuck you?"

She cries in pleasure, knowing that he is asking her a trick question, and he can fuck off for all she cares because he tortures her and she loves that it.

"So you're not going to answer me?" He laughs. Then he gently puts his two beautiful lips on her swollen pussy and very softly kisses it. When she moans, he kisses it again. "Ahhh." She can't help the noises she makes. He puts his lips to her plump pussy lips and shakes his head back and forth for a few second, giving him a little leverage inside of her, the he sticks his tongue inside of her, and makes love to her pussy with his mouth.

"Ahh, hmmmm, hmm." She cries out.

"He smiles and continues what he is doing. He moves his tongue a little deeper and his lips a little further inside, and proceeds to lick her pussy in a head nodding motion. Starting from her clit, working upwards, licking her with the fattest part of his tongue. Then circulating his tongue around her clit. Softly. "Oh my God, Oh my God! Right there! Yes."

He pulls up. "Did you like that?"

"What are you doing that for. Finish what you start Damon, remember?" She screams at him.

He roughly turns her around and sits her on top of the counter top. Opens her legs and bends both of her knees to her chest. With his middle and index finger, he puts them together then rubs them over her clit looking into her face, watching her bite her lip. Just as she is about to cum, he lifts his fingers and blows gently onto her hot pussy. "Ahh, OH. MY. GOD!" She screams out. The sensation of his cold breath on her warm throbbing pussy makes her cum. She cums from the air of his breath, who the hell would have ever guessed it was possible? She cums and right after she does, he rubs her clit with his thumb and then licks her pussy and she cums again. Twice.

Damon lifts Bonnie off of the counter and kisses her deeply.

"So, I saw you flirting tonight with someone." He says to her seriously.

"You must be mistaken, because I haven't even spoken with anyone today besides Care and Lex after I got off of work."

"Tonight at the club. I saw you talking to a blonde haired, blued-eyed man."

"Oh Matt? That was harmless."

He laughs humorlessly, "I didn't like it. His intentions were not innocent."

"But mine were. Which is all that matters."

"If only that were all that mattered to me." He said.

His face got so serious, she blinked to see if it were real, and it was still the same.

"Okay, are we… is this… I am missing something, we just, like, were okay a second ago." She said, feeling very questionable about everything. 'Here this shit goes again' she thought.

"Bonnie, I told you that this is not a game, I am who I am when it comes to you."

"So what are we about to fight right now Damon?"

"No, I am telling you something. You just listen." He is still in asshole mode.

"ARE WE DONE HERE?" She asks angrily.

"We are never done until I say we are done."

"Damon why are you such a head-" She stops herself from calling him a head case. Because he really does or has had issues in the past, but she is confused thoroughly.

"Smart of you not to finish that sentence."

Bonnie walks up in his face and begins to yell, "You know, I try to understand, this-this THING we do sometimes, and then I get to a point where I like, don't care. When that happens I want to strangle you, because it drives me crazy."

He walks up on her in a stalking motion. "STOP Damon." He doesn't stop, in fact he keeps pushing her boundaries, "Move or I swear I will push you."

"Try it."

"No, is that what this is? You want me to push you?"

"I want you to tell Matt to stop talking to you."

"And if I don't?"

He grabbed her threw her over his shoulder and carried her to his bedroom. He went to his bed and sat down with her laid across his lap. HE bent her over and lifted her skirt. SPANK

"Are you going to be a bad girl Lola?"

"What?"

SPANK

"Are you going to be a bad girl?"

"No!"

SPANK

"OUCH!"

"Are you sure, because you seem to be pretty defiant."

"Damon, I said ok!"

SPANK SPANK SPANK

"You like being a bad girl? Making me spank you?"

When she doesn't answer he spanks her again.

SPANK

When he sees the reddish marks on her ass he proceeds to rub over her red cheeks softly.

"You know, it doesn't make sense for you to be defiant, if it means you will get a spanking. I think that maybe you like it."

She winced when his hand touched her skin.

"Am I wrong?"

"Maybe."

"Or do you like being punished by me?"

SPANK

"You should answer me. Do you like it when I spank you?"

"I don't know."

"Stop being shy. Do you like it when I spank you or not?"

"Yes."

He realizes he lost her panties somewhere along the penthouse. But he won't need them at all for the rest of the night. He sits her up and has her straddle his lap. He grabs one cheek per hand and squeezes. Watching her faces, he sees that when he uses her ass as a sexual tool she really likes it. After massaging both cheeks for a minute, separately he spanks her on either side. Watching her faces when he does.

Bonnie is starting to understand that Damon's sexual tastes are very much like punishments, and somehow, even though she couldn't understand him for the beginning of the night, she now understood why he kept pushing her buttons. Somehow along the way all of the picking fights wither, and rude remarks, the spanking, he was gradually increasing her libido. This man really was a sexual predator. He knew how to make a woman bend to his will. SPANK He hits her again and this time she likes it more. She bites her lip and winces, and it turns him on. Back to back he keeps spanking her watching her in pleasure.

She takes her shirt of and unfastens her bra. Pulling it off of herself. When she frees her breast, they are perched in his face. He grabs roughly onto her cheeks as she puts her breasts into his mouth one at a time. Letting him suck on her nipples and gently bite them. When Bonnie moans in pleasure, he realizes he is letting her have a little too much control.

"It doesn't exactly work this way." He spanks her again, unexpectedly.

"Ouch."

Damon stands up holding Bonnie's legs around his waist.

"Why are you getting in my head?" He asks her.

"What?"

"You are changing me. I wanna fuck you I wanna punish you. And I can't!"

"Damon, why?"

"Because I am afraid to hurt you. I am afraid to fuck this up and make you walk out on me."

"I trust you! You hear me? I trust you in absolute with my body."

She looks at him and, penetrating his eyes, and sees him, really sees him. "What do I have to do, to get you to make love to me the way you really want to. How can I get you to trust that I trust you?"

He stops talking and just stares at her.

"Damon, make love to me, right now. My pussy is throbbing, don't leave me like this."

He stares at her, willing her to beg him.

"Please, I need it. I want it so bad? Is that what it takes, Huh? Me begging."

He stares at her with a grin, because the site of her begging turns him on.

"Do I need to yell, or get in your face?" She yells right at his face. "Maybe I should push you huh? Is that what you like?"

Bonnie started taking Damon's clothes off of him. He stopped her. He turned her into a mad woman, she wanted his sex, she wanted it now, and either he was really tormented by his afflictions, or he was that good of an actor, and if so what a big fucking mind fuck he is. She has never felt herself get so angry, it isn't like her. But, she is beyond angry because he is torturing her.

"What was that whole spanking thing about, huh?"

He stares at her blankly.

"You physically hurt my ass, and made it feel good. You are the devil. I remember this was my thoughts of you the night I danced for you. I thought, 'he is the gotdamned devil.' What you made my body do for you that night against my will, you bastard, psycho, sex fiend."

He wants to laugh at her so bad. He is an ass.

"REALLY? UGH! You jackass, you are one big mind fuck."

He stares at her as she paces the room. It turns him on watching Bonnie get angry and lose her temper. It is so rare for her to lose it, and he fucking loves it.

"I HATE YOU!" She screams and she pics up her shirt and bra and begins storming out of the room.

He lets her go for about 30 seconds. Then when he hears the elevator door open, he runs after her.

He grabs her by her body and throws her over his shoulder.

"Put me down, you crazy fuck!"

Damon is getting harder and harder the angrier Bonnie gets.

"You know, I am a bit, let's just say, turned off right now. I would appreciate if you left me the fuck alone tonight, okay. I kind of have this thing where I don't like people playing games with my head."

"I am the only one who can call the end to this game."

He pulls her into the bedroom and locks the door. He takes his pants off and she tries not to look at his lower manhood as he stands before her nude.

Her shirt and skirt are gone. He has her on the bed, and he is on top of her pinning her down.

"Get off of me Damon."

He is smothering her with kisses, and allowing his hands to greedily rome her body.

"Open your legs."

"No."

"Lola, play nice, or I play rough!"

Bonnie, crosses her legs.

"Now, that is no fun, is it?"

"I am going to have you tonight, whether you invite me to or not. It is up to you, the way you want it." He said with a smirk. "I can be rough, or I can be REALLY rough"

Damon starts sucking on Bonnie's nipples, while she yells at him to get off of her. He's becomes greedy for her and the madder she was getting the more he wanted her because of it. He had never had an angry Bonnie and an angry Bonnie was more exciting than he could have imagined. He was perfectly fine making love to Bonnie, but she asked him to show her the way he likes it, and he likes it is filled with mind fuckery. He likes it rough. He likes to control her body, and bend her to his will.

All Bonnie has on is her thigh high boots, and Damon revels in the sexy image of her before him. He pries her legs open and preps himself to enter her. "Look at me, Lola."

But she won't open her eyes for him. She really is angry with Damon this time. Ask him if he cares because he doesn't. He hovers over her, and slowly pushes himself though her barrier, and as he does Bonnie winces in pain but her pleasure it insurmountable because she was still throbbing from earlier. He knows how turned on she is, and he doesn't care if she is angry. With her arms pinned above her head, he pulses into her, rubbing her clit. When she begins biting her lip, he licks his.

"I love to watch you face when I am inside of you, because you can't help but to respond. You like that?" He asks as her rubs her clit and fucks her. "Or do you like it better when I fuck you hard?" He asks, then pounds into her while rubbing her clit.

She repsonds to him immediately. "Oh my gawd oh my gawd."

"Oh, yes! You like that rough shit huh, Lola? That is what you wanted tonight, me to make you my little sex slave? Make you weak for my dick? For my thrust, for my power?"

"Ahh, ahh, ahh." Bonnnie's breathing is loud and its mixes with her moans.

He lets her hands go and places her fingers on her breast, and says, "Play."

She does, she begins to play with and rub her nipples for him. "Lick your fingers."

The sight of her submitting to him is beautiful. Bonnie is such a control freak like him, but when they make love, or when he fucks her, he wants to be in control. He continues rubbing her clit and fucking her as she plays with her nipples.

Damon's dick is knocking down the barriers she has put up for him in this game of cat and mouse. She can't stay mad at him, because what he makes her feel is utter, and pleasurable agony for him and only him. He just keeps a steady slow pace, as he looks at her facial expressions change. Her eyes still closed but she is in tune with him. He knows it is only a matter of time before she is praising his techniques.

"Are you mad at me Bonnie?"

She nods her head.

"Do you want me to stop Bonnie?"

She shook her head no.

"You want me to be gentle or rough?"

She pauses before answering him, because she hates that he's getting her to talk.

Without permission he just goes a little bit harder, and watches her facials and how her titties bounce and look beautiful while he pounds in to her.

When Bonnie opens her eyes Damon's is staring right back at her. "Yeah, keep your eyes open baby. I love that shit."

He puts his hand underneath her head and pulls her into is face and deepens his kiss because he wants to fuck her mercilessly right now. He pounds into her hard, and hardly giving her breathing room. When Bonnie bites his lips he puts his hand around her throat. Pushing himself into her harder and harder, he starts to cut off her air supply, slowly, he watches her as she gets further and further away into darkness, and right before he cuts her completely off he pushes himself all of the way inside of her and holds himself there, she reaches for him to let her throat go and then when he lets her neck go she catches a large breath of exhaustion, yet he never lets up fucking her, and she never really catches her full breath and its beautiful to him because he is responsible for her pleasure and her pain and he loves to cause them both at once. Not because he is crazy, because it makes her cum harder. Then he does it again, only right before she comes he puts both hands around her throat and pounds into her causing her to cry and beg, and love it. She cums hard for him. Then he flips her over onto her stomach leaving her no time to catch her breath. He tilts her hips upwards, and enters her from behind, while she is still trying to catch her breath. He pulls both of her arms behind her back folding them. When he penetrates her in one swift, deep motion, Bonnie tries using her arms to push him back, and she can't because they are pinned to her back, so he penetrates her to the point he is hitting her insides, then his pushes become thrusts and her moans become screams. "Yes, I love this angle Baby, because I can be all the way inside of you and you can't fight me off." When Damon let's Bonnie's arms go, they are too soar to continue fighting him back. But from the new position he puts his arm around her throat and makes her watch what he does to her. He has a large wall mirror next to his bed and Bonnie looks on in excitement watching him as he fucks her. It is a beautiful site to see because it is the two of them and they are connecting on a level right now that is personal and intimate. He has the need to be more connected to her right now, so he flips her back on to her back. When he enters her again relishing at how she is still so tight, he looks at her, and stops fucking her, and starts making love to her.

Damon looks at Bonnie and tells her, "I'm sick of fucking. I want to make love to you. I love making love to you my little Lola. There is no better feeling, than making you scream my name." Then he pushes into her until he makes her cum all over him, and just like that he explodes with her. Bonnie cried as she came for the sixth time that night; now her kitty kat was too sensitive. He kissed her and loved on her. "You are beautiful; you know that? The most beautiful woman, I have ever laid my eyes on my little Lola."

She smiles at him. She loves his nickname for her.

"Stars fading but I linger on dear

Still craving your kiss

I'm longing to linger til dawn dear

Just saying this dear"

Damon sings those lyrics to her.

"Dream a little Dream of me," she says to him. Her smile is so wide, because he manages to be romantic at a time she didn't expect it. "Ella Fitzgerald and Louie Armstrong. Sometimes, you say and do the most romantic things, I have to pinch myself to figure out if you are real."

"I am sorry for being a dick." He says. "I just wanted to see what you were like angry."

"And, what did you figure out in doing that?"

"Well, truthfully, you are sexy as hell when you're mad." He laughs.

She furrows her brows at him. "What a jerk move, Salvatore. But it was pretty fun…I forgive you this time."

"So you want to do this again, Lola? You like angry sex?"

"Actually I had mixed feelings throughout because you really were driving me crazy, but the sex was amazing. You are a brilliant mastermind when it comes to my body baby."

He adores her honestly. He turns towards her and speaks. "You know Bonnie, I love to fuck. Don't get me wrong, and before I met you, I thought that was the best sex ever. Angry, volatile sex. Then even though I love to fuck an angry little Lola, I will never stop wanting to make love to my beautiful Bonnie. There is a difference."

"Like what?"

"Well, what I learned tonight form fucking you, is that, Damn I love when you are angry and aggressive with me. I love to make you submit to me and bend to my will. That satisfies my lust. It is like we are dancing the tango. But then when we make love, you control that experience for me, you pull me into your beautiful mind, your heart, your soul. You bear it all for me and when we make love it feels like poetry."

She was amazed by his ability to be vulnerable in these moments with her.

"So don't ever think that I don't like making love to you, because I love it, and I love that you are the only woman I have ever shared that experience with."

"And you are the only man I have ever let control my body like you do."

He grabbed her hands and interlaced their fingers and held their hands just before their line of site and said, "I need this forever, Bonnie. What I feel with you, and what you bring to my life, I need this forever. I know it has only been five months, and I don't care about time, I care about the way I am with you, and the man that you have helped me to become."

"You have me Damon, I am not going anywhere. I am here as long as you want me to be here, and as long as you don't start treating me like a non-priority. I want to be here next to you, laying with you, sleeping with you, waking up next to you, holding you."

Damon is still on top of Bonnie, staring at her, and kissing on her while she speaks to him.

"Don't ever stop peppering me with kisses." She says.

"I promise I won't." He says as he looks into her eyes.

"No other man will ever make you feel this way, Bonnie. I promise you that."

"I know."

"No other woman, has ever and will ever make me feel like you do." He says with absolute.

"I was a little jealous of watching that guy Matt flirting with you. I don't know what I would do if I ever saw you with another man. I just don't think I can ever see you with another man. I want to be the last man you are ever with. I don't ever want another man to be inside of you again. I don't ever want to be inside of another woman. Do you understand me Bonnie?"

Her green eyes puzzle because he is trying to say something to her but he isn't coming right out with it.

"What are you saying, Damon?"

"Bonnie, I'm saying I am done. I want you and only you from here on out."

She pulls him in for a kiss, and he gets hard, ready for round four or whatever, round they are on.

"I think, no I know Bonnie Bennett, that I love… ELENA?!"

"ELENA?" she asks angrily.

"OH MY GOD! DAMON?" Says a voice from behind Bonnie.

*BAMON ARE SO HOT AND COLD IN THIS STORY, BUT I LOVE IT.

*OOPS Guess who popped by uninvited!? Can you say trouble?