Damon let Bonnie have her way with him for all of thirty seconds and then she was on her back with his much larger body partially covering hers.

His tongue assumed control over the kiss quickly making Bonnie realize Damon wasn't one to be toyed with.

That he was a man in every sense of the word and would therefore act accordingly when provoked.

All Bonnie could do was lay there and take it as his mouth moved upon hers.

Consuming her whole.

Causing her heart to quicken as her chest heaved up and down from the feelings he invoked coiling inside of her belly.

She was being kissed by a man who knew exactly what he was doing, forcing her body to grow hot with need and setting her on fire.

And never having experienced anything like this before in her life, it was scary.

In literally a manner of seconds, things had turned so intense.

Suddenly Bonnie got the feeling that she'd just bitten off way more than she could chew. It was like she had unleashed something that she knew she wasn't ready for.

Pressing her hand to Damon's chest, she pulled away from his hungry mouth.

"What's wrong, you okay?" He asked, his beautiful blue eyes full of concern for her.

Bonnie licked her lips, feeling the effects of his kiss. She reached up to touch his handsome face. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just need to catch my breath."

Turning his face towards her open palm, he kissed her hand. Giving her the time she needed.

Damon began to unbutton her pajama top and when he uncovered her, his breath caught when he gazed upon her flesh.

She was beyond lovely. There were no words to describe how exquisite she was.

Not being able to stop himself, he lowered his head kissing the valley between her breasts, running his hand over one supple mound and squeezing it gently before placing his mouth over her nipple and caressing it with his tongue.

Bonnie moaned softly, arching her back while sinking her fingers into his hair and pulling him closer.

His hand began to slide down her body and slip inside of her pajama bottoms.

Bonnie wasn't wearing any underwear, so when his fingers slid between her legs, she gasped at his touch.

Damon licked his lips, watching as Bonnie closed her eyes as pleasure took over her body.

It had been so long since she'd been touched like this that her hips began to lift up, seeking more.

Damon's mouth sealed over hers once again, his dominating tongue filling her.

It was almost too much stimulation all at once, forcing Bonnie to pull away yet again so that she could breathe, but Damon continued to work her flesh until she became slippery wet between his nibble fingers.

When Bonnie felt herself about to come, she buried her face against Damon's arm, her hands gripping the bedspread into a tight fist.

"Oh god!" She cried out as her body became taut.

Damon's hand moved faster, propelling Bonnie closer to her release. She was helpless against him unable to move. All she could do was feel.

Lowering his head, he captured one erect nipple into his mouth and began to suckle at her breast. His dick lengthening in its hardness because he was so turned on getting her off.

Bonnie's calves started to cramp from her legs being bent for so long with her toes curled into the mattress, but she didn't care. All she could do was feel as pleasure consumed her.

Bonnie and Damon's mouths were so close that their lips touched, the two breathing in and exhaling the same air as he watched her come undone, her body trembling with release.

When it was over, the two stared into each other's eyes.

Bonnie reached up, caressing Damon's face.

"We don't have to do anything else if you're not ready." He said softly, giving her the chance to back out because he saw the slight hesitation in her eyes earlier.

"But I am...I want you Damon. I want you so much." She confessed, lifting up to kiss his lips.

And it was true.

The only person Bonnie had ever been with was Jody, but they had been so young the first time they had sex. They were virgins. And the couple of times they'd been together was more about exploration of their bodies rather than lust and desire. At least on her part.

What Bonnie had just experienced with Damon was all so new to her and she wanted more.

Damon kissed Bonnie gently on the lips before pulling away from her. She was about to protest when he began to undress her, dragging down her pajama bottoms and pulling them off her body.

Bonnie sat up, slipping the top from her slender shoulders.

She was absolutely stunning that all Damon could do was stare at her.

Bonnie leaned forward and sticking her fingers inside of Damon's pajamas began to slide them down and his dick suddenly sprang forward already hard and erect, aimed in her direction.

She swallowed hard at the sight of him.

Damon got up from the bed and Bonnie watched as he walked over to the nightstand and pulled open the drawer, taking out a condom.

Tearing it open, he placed it over his erection.

Laying back against the bed, Bonnie opened her legs for Damon as he climbed on top of her.

Biting her lip, she waited as he positioned himself at her entrance.

But her nerves finally got the best of her and she felt like if she didn't say something now Damon would assume that she was more experienced than she actually was.

"Damon wait." She swallowed hard.

He froze. His first thought being that she changed her mind.

"I've never been with anyone but Jody and we were both virgins the first time we had sex. We only did it a couple of times before he was killed."

Immediate relief washed over him and he smiled softly at her, caressing her face and when he leaned down to kiss her it was with such gentleness that it made Bonnie want to cry.

It made her feel cherished and loved.

Of course Bonnie wasn't stupid enough to think that Damon loved her, but it was how he was making her feel in that moment. And she was very grateful to him for easing her nerves.

And when he began to enter her body, he did it with such care. Taking it slow and being gentle with her.

Bonnie's pussy was so warm and tight as it engulfed around his manhood that Damon's eyes almost crossed at the shear feel of her.

She gasped at the sensation, arching upward as he sank into her a mixture of pain and pleasure.

When he was fully seated inside of her, he stopped moving all together allowing her body to adjust to his invasion.

"You feel so good." He whispered against her lips, resting his forehead against hers.

Bonnie licked her lips, breathing in and out deeply.

"Does it hurt?" He asked after a moment when she didn't respond to him.

She nodded her head. "But I'm okay."

Damon kissed her, his lips moving tenderly across hers and then positioned on his knees he began to move, thrusting his hips back and forth in a slow rhythm that Bonnie could take as her body got used to his.

Only the sound of their collective breathing could be heard in the quietness that enveloped them.

With his right hand braced against the mattress, the left one caressed Bonnie's breasts, squeezing them gently. She moaned softly.

As time ticked by, sweat slicked the surface of their skin. They gazed into each other's eyes as Damon moved carefully above her. There was no need for words.

He filled her so completely that there wasn't room for anyone else but him.

Thoughts of Jody dissolved like cigarette smoke with each thrust of Damon's hips.

Bonnie held Damon close wrapping her ankles just below his ass wanting to keep him right there forever.

Neither one of them wanted the feeling to end.

Dropping his head against Bonnie's shoulder, Damon moved a little faster. Not being able to help it because she felt so damn good.

Bonnie cried out and Damon thought he was hurting her. He almost stopped, but then she moaned and began to lift her hips to meet his. Her breathing increasing and he knew that what he was doing was finally starting to feel good to her too, so he began to move a little faster and a tad harder with his thrusts.

And all to soon Bonnie could feel herself about to orgasm and her mouth fell open.

Feeling her pussy beginning to contract around him, Damon concentrated on his own orgasm determined to come with her.

And he did moments later.

Gently easing out of her body, he collapsed onto the bed by her side. Both of them breathing hard.

"Is that what I've been missing all this time?" Bonnie asked in amazement.

Damon chuckled lowly, his hand moving across Bonnie's tiny waist and pulling her flush against his body so that now they were face to face.

"Don't worry, we'll make up for lost time. Trust me."

Bonnie awoke the next morning tangled up in the bed sheets with her hair all over her head.

She looked hung over.

Opening her eyes, she squinted a little at the brightness of the sun shining directly into the room.

She heard Damon singing inside of the bathroom as he took a shower.

Two seconds later, she felt the urge to pee. But Bonnie didn't move as thoughts of Damon filled her mind.

They had an encore performance during the night.

Maybe that wasn't such a good idea considering she hadn't been sexually active in a while.

To make matters worse, during that repeat performance, Bonnie demonstrated some her flexibility skills, bending her body in ways she hadn't in years.

And now she was paying the price for showing off.

Damon came out of the bathroom all freshly showered with a towel wrapped around his waist.

He chuckled when he saw Bonnie just laying there. He climbed onto the foot of the bed and crawled his way up her body.

"Look whose finally awake, looking all dazed and confused." He laughed, laying on top of her. His sexy ass smelling all good.

"Shut up." Bonnie laughed, knowing she probably looked a hot mess. Wrapping her hair being the furthest thing from her mind last night.

"Don't worry baby, I'll fix it for you." Damon said. The fool licking his hand trying to smooth Bonnie's hair down.

"Stop!" She laughed, trying to push his hand away. "That's so gross!"

"No it's not, let me fix it...now hold still!"

"Damon no...stop!" Bonnie couldn't stop laughing.

"Look, I know what I'm doing."

"No you don't!"

He licked his hand again, rubbing it on her hair.

Bonnie screamed in disgust. "Oh my god, Damon stop...what's wrong with you?!"

But he ignored her, fixing her hair until it was no longer sticking out all over her head. "See... there...I'm done. You want to see?"

"No, I'm sure it looks fine. Spit and all. Thank you."

Damon laughed, chucking Bonnie underneath her chin. "Funny...so how are you feeling this morning? You okay?"

"I'm fine...just a little sore."

He frowned in concern.

"Damon I'm fine...nothing that soaking in a warm bath of Epsom salt won't cure."

He kissed the tip of her nose. "Then I'll go run you a bath."

"Thanks." She said somewhat surprised.

"Anything for you, boo." He said, giving her a quick peck on the lips before getting up.

Oh god. Bonnie hated that term. "Please don't call me that."

"What about bae?"

"No, absolutely not...it's just as bad!"

"Then what can I call you?"

"Bonnie."

He laughed. "You're no fun." He said pouting.

"You thought I was plenty of fun last night."

"That you were. It was like being with an Olympic gymnast...so bendy. I was very impressed." He said, giving her a heated stare.

Bonnie chuckled trying to play it off, but that stare made her pussy hot.

Damon winked at her as if he knew.

When he finally turned towards the bathroom, she breathed a sigh of relief, but then he suddenly turned back to her, making Bonnie's eyes grow wide.

But she had nothing to worry about. Damon wasn't thinking about her pussy. At least not in that moment.

"And I bet you were worried that it would be awkward between us this morning. Weren't you?"

Bonnie nodded her head. The thought having crossed her mind last night as she fell asleep in his arms.

"See, you worried for nothing. We're good."

The corner of Bonnie's mouth tilted up in a small smile.

Yeah, they were good.