Chapter 60

Warning: contains smut/sexual content

Lexi felt as though she were flying as Damon carried her up the wooden stairs of the lake house, taking her effortlessly up to the master bedroom of the property. He'd called ahead to the local lady who he paid to keep the house and made sure that the bed was made up, and sure enough, the room was impeccable.

Laying Lexi gently on the bed, he paused for a moment to take in and appreciate the fact that they were both there together, and that he had the whole weekend ahead with the most beautiful woman, both inside and out, that he'd ever had the fortune to meet.

"Whats wrong?" Whispered Lexi, wondering why Damon was seemingly just staring at her.

He smiled, the little lines around his eyes that she felt she knew from memory now creasing handsomely.

"Absolutely nothing is wrong, sweetheart," he said, leaning down to kiss her gently. "I'm just so thankful to be here with you."

Lexi felt herself blushing at this unusual display of gentle affection; Damon's demonstrations of love were normally passionate, exciting and physical. Perhaps there was more to Damon for her to learn about, and the thought of that made her stomach do little flips of excitement.

He knelt on the floor in front of her, and began to gently unbuckle her sandals, placing them neatly by the door. Once again, the unusual, tender show of love exited her, and her mind began to race.

Before she could even begin to imagine what other hidden sides to Damon there could possibly be, he was kissing her, slowly and longingly, holding himself above her on his forearms so that their bodies were close, but not quite touching.

He ran his fingers through her golden hair, marvelling at its smoothness, its shine, how soft it was, before stroking her right cheekbone softly with his thumb. He was looking so intensely into her eyes that she felt as though he was staring into her soul with his piercing blue gaze.

"I love you, Lexi," he murmered softly, the words tumbling effortlessly from his perfect lips, and she felt her heart melt.

"I love you too, Damon."

He kissed her again, more passionately this time, relishing the softness of her lips, the occasional little gasp of pleasure she emitted as he caught her off guard with a gentle bite on them. He allowed his hands to roam over her upper body, enjoying the sensation of her exploring his at the same time.

Pulling away from her reluctantly, he started to slowly undo the buttons of her blouse, gently caressing the soft skin beneath it. He watched her carefully for any indication that she didn't want him to continue.

"Is this okay?" He asked, wanting to be sure.

She nodded, her cheeks flushed with desire and excitement and smiled at her, thrilled at the effect he seemed to he having.

"I'm going to show you a different side to me, Lexi," he said, his voice husky with arousal and she almost shuddered in anticipation.

Continuing with her blouse, he gently eased it from her shoulders before leaning in to kiss her again. "So beautiful..." he mumered, before reaching behind her to unclaspe her lace bra, taking in a shaky breath as he removed it. He'd seen her like this before, countless times in fact, but she never ceased to amaze him.

He gently placed his hands on her breasts, massaging them, tweaking her nipples with his fingers as she gasped in pleasure. Leaning down, he took her left nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue over its sensitive top and nipping it ever so gently with his teeth, loving the reaction it was getting from his girlfriend.

Lexi was doing her best to undo the buttons on Damon's shirt, looking in awe at the smooth, defined body beneath it, running her hands over the honed muscles and soft skin.

He reached down to her skirt and undid the zip before pulling it gently down her hips and legs until it fell loosely around her ankles, settling eventually on the floor.

Damon stood up suddenly and she almost groaned at the lack of touch and closeness she now felt. He quickly removed his jeans and socks and resumed his position, his attention focused solely on Lexi's body.

After a few moments, his focus began to shift downwards, his trail of kisses leading from her breasts down her chest, along her stomach before he settled just above where she was craving him to be the most. She whined in frustration as she felt him still, before his fingers looped over the top of her underwear and began to gently pull it down.

Discarding it on the floor, Damon turned his attention to her lower body, kissing the inside of her thighs, stopping just short of where she needed him. "Do you want me, baby?" He whispered, already knowing what her answer would be.

"Yes, please..." she moaned, trying to get the friction she desired.

He slowly inserted his finger into her, noticing how slick and wet she was, ready and desperate for him. She sighed in relief as she felt him enter her. He began to pump his finger in and out of her, enjoying the little sighs of pleasure until he felt she was ready for more. Slipping in another finger, she gasped loudly as the curling motion he was doing ground against her G spot.

"Damon..." her voice was breathy with desire and longing, and all he wanted to do in that moment was give her everything she wanted.

He moved his lips from her breasts to join his fingers, using his tongue to tease her, noting the moans of approval.

Lexi could feel the tension building within her, her lower stomach clenching in anticipation.

"I'm so close," she gasped, to which Damon continued his movements, more firmly now, increasing her pleasure beyond that which she thought possible.

"Cum for me, baby," he whispered, loving the feel of her fingers entwined in his hair, pulling him closer to her.

She let go and allowed the powerful wave of her orgasm to wash over her, crying out as it did so. Damon kept his fingers moving inside her, prolonging her pleasure, his own arousal increasing as he felt his girlfriend orgasm.

Lexi lay back, gasping as her climax subsided, the pleasure still washing over. Gently removing his fingers and pulling down his pants, Damon looked up at her flushed face, thinking how utterly beautiful she looked.

"Wow," Lexi breathed, her chest heaving as she got her breath back. "That was amazing."

Damon smirked, "I told you there was more to learn about me. Sometimes, I like to take it slow and focus all... on..."

He aligned himself with her entrance, knowing intuitively that she was ready and desperate for him.

"...you"

He pushed slowly into her, eliciting a cry of pleasure as she quickly adjusted to him, relishing the feeling of him stretching and filling her.

"Oh Damon," she gasped, "so good..."

He lay still for a second, enjoying the feeling of their connection, their two bodies joined in the most natural, loving way.

He kissed her forehead adoring, and staring deeply into her eyes, began to move, tortuously slowly, gasping at the sensation of her tight around him.

"I'm going to make love to you, Lexi Branson."

His movements were tender and slow, yet firm and powerful, hitting her in places she'd never felt him before. She was unable to speak, such was the pleasure she was feeling, able only to moan and gasp his name every now and again.

He reached a hand down to her clitoris and began to tease it between strokes, feeling her squeeze around him in pleasured response.

They'd had sex before, but never like this. Sex with Damon was fast, rough and lustful. This was different - it was romantic, passionate, adoring - a whole different side to him that she had never seen before.

God she hoped she would see it again.

Damon was moaning too now, his own climax starting to build as he felt her clench around him in response to his movements.

"Is this okay, Lexi?" He asked, gently kissing her lips as he thrust firmly into her yet again.

"Yes," she gasped. "I'm so close, Damon"

"Me too, baby"

He began to thrust faster, his strokes more powerful, yet still so tender, Lexi felt herself getting to the point of no return.

"Damon!" She cried, cumming forcefully around him, tipping him over the edge.

He moaned her name, releasing deep inside her, panting as the waves of his orgasm rushed over him again and again.

They stayed like that for a few moments, both of them panting to get their breath back, feeling the little aftershocks of their orgasms.

"God I love you," Damon whispered, pushing a stray lock of golden hair from her face and kissing her adoringly.