The sun shines through the slit in the curtains of their bedroom.
Their bedroom.
Elena opens her eyes, waking to the sound of his heart beating slow and steady.
She kisses him softly on the chest because she wants to. Because he's here and she can. Elena doesn't know if she'll ever get used to the feeling. Having him here in her life.
Their life.
She doesn't move because she doesn't want to wake him. He's been working so many long hours at the fire station. He constantly apologizes, and she constantly reminds him to stop because long hours are part of the job description.
Elena closes her eyes, settling back against him. She's not really sleepy, but there's nothing she'd rather do than lie here in his arms. But she feels the quickening of his heart. And the slight pull and flex of his muscles as he stretches.
"Good morning," Damon says, his voice thick and raspy with sleep.
"Shhhh…" she hushes him. "Go back to sleep."
He laughs quietly.
Elena smiles against his skin.
"Are you still tired?" he asks.
"No." She shakes her head. "But I know you have to be."
"I'm okay," he answers, pulling her closer and wrapping her up in his warm arms. He kisses the top of her head, and Elena shivers.
He still makes her shiver.
"When do you have to go back to work?"
His hands trail down her back, over her ass. He squeezes and pulls, lifting her over him. Elena settles on his waist. Damon likes to have her on top of him. He likes her breasts. And she blushes thinking about it. Even more, as she sees him looking at her.
His hands slide up her sides, as he cups her fully in his hands. His thumbs brush across her nipples softly.
"Not until tomorrow night," Damon smirks, his eyes never leaving her breasts.
"I get almost two whole days with you?" She gasps and the excitement in her voice is evident.
"Yeah," he nods. "Did you have anything in mind to fill all that time?"
"I can think of a few things..." Elena eyes his growing erection.
Damon's lips begin a nibbling ascent towards the lobe of her ear, "…don't be gentle."
"I don't plan to be," she whispers before sinking down on him hard and causing them both to gasp with the sudden infusion of heat they cause one another.
Damon fills her to the hilt, touching her deeper than ever before. Elena groans with the pleasure of it.
Her inner walls twitch spasmodically as a wonderful tingling begins to spread through her limbs. Elena moans mindlessly, "It…feels good…feels really good…" She clenches her muscles around him for emphasis.
"Mmmm…" Damon groans, quickly becoming lost in her.
"I love you," she whispers back breathlessly, "…love this…"
Elena grinds against him, enjoying both the full feeling of having him inside her and the rough friction it creates against her aching clitoris. Her center becomes wetter with each descent down onto his girth. She slides around him, up and down, with incredible ease. Damon rises to meet her every crest, his eyes glued to the spot where their bodies join again and again and again.
They gradually begin to lose control. Damon brackets her hips with his hands to steady her bucking movements. He enjoys the sight of her bouncing breasts as she rides him.
"God, I love you…" Damon whispers again as he feels her inner muscles begin to spasm, "Come on…come hard, Elena…"
Seconds later she curls her fingers into his shoulders, biting her bottom lip hard as she rides out the fiercest, longest, wettest climax she has ever had. The sight of her beautiful face awash in ecstasy is enough to compel Damon to join her with an explosive release.
Their mutual cries of satisfaction bounce off the walls and echo in their ears.
When they're done and lying together, Elena looks up at Damon. "I'm sorry you're having to work so much."
"It comes with the job."
"Do you…do you ever regret coming here, to Chicago?"
Damon pulls her close, his breath warm in her ear. "I haven't had a single regret since I met you. This is the happiest I've ever been, Elena. You know that, right?"
Elena nods in agreement.
He fills every void, every corner of her life.
He was always meant to be the one. And the truth is, like Damon, Elena doesn't believe that she can ever be any happier than she is right now.
She looks up at him and he winks at her.
It's devastating how beautiful it is.
How beautiful he is.
"I know," she tells him, smiling back as she kisses him softly.
"Me too."
Thank you all for reading this story, your reviews, your follows, and your favorites.
Thank you, Eva. Love you always.
Chapter title: 'Hold My Hand' by Lady Gaga from "Top Gun: Maverick". (Great movie)
If you're in the holiday spirit, I have a load of DE Christmas stories from years past.
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