ZombieSavior Rebekah and Damon will be over soon(ish). Not like super soon, but soon enough... MsJanay I hope this chapter meets your expectations. Leni18 so I can't answer some of your questions now because of reasons, but the time jump was mostly for me. I needed Bonnie to lower her guard for a little bit, and two years of peace seemed like the perfect quiet before a storm. Happy reading- Julie
"Ms. Bennett?" Giuseppe said signaling Bonnie into his office. They were in between kids so Bonnie was at her computer updating some old files Damon never got around too. He and Stefan weren't the paper work type. Most of the stats for their kids were done by Damon and Bonnie, but Damon's work lift a lot to be desired.
"Yes sir?" Bonnie said coming into his office.
"Would you like a drink?" Giuseppe asked as he fixed himself his staple glass of scotch. Damon was a bourbon man, Stefan like brandy, Caroline tequila, and Giuseppe never went an hour without a glass of scotch or a cigar. Bonnie didn't have a signature drink and she tried to stay away from the stuff.
"No thank you sir," Bonnie said only sitting after he gestured for her too.
"How are Mia and Peter?" he asked with a smile.
"They're fine," Bonnie said knowing that couldn't be the reason Giuseppe wanted to talk to her.
"Did you enjoy the trip, I haven't heard much about it from Damon," he smiled as he sat at his desk.
"It was fun, we just helped them with the dogs, and took Mia out for her birthday," Bonnie said with an easy smile. She started to relax a little when he nodded his head seeming genuinely interested.
"Your mother's birthday was last week also, was it not?" he said looking through a file draw to his side.
Bonnie's heart was pounding. "Yes it was," Bonnie said slowly.
"She's a really lovely woman, quite photogenic," he said putting a pictures of Bonnie's family in front of her. Her mother and father were going into the Mystic Grill, and her mother was blindfolded. The next picture was of all their friends surprising her. And the last was of her mother, father, brother and Grams posing for a family picture. "She's almost as photogenic as you are," he said taking out pictures of her and Damon kissing at Chuck E. Cheese's, and of them dancing at the bar. There was even one of them laughing at the grocery store.
"Now, Bonnie I don't want to fault you, because I know my son. With that being said, tread carefully my dear. We wouldn't want your family to have to face another loss, because mine certainly won't," he said getting up and leaving his office. "Tell everyone I'll be out for the night," he said turning to her.
"Yes sir," Bonnie said through her tears. She picked up the picture of her family all together, and took it to her room.
Bonnie was trying to sleep but all she could hear was Damon's headboard pounding against the wall and Rebekah's inhuman screams. She really had no idea why they came here. Rebekah had a loft near the restaurant they went to. Damon never brought girls home and she was quickly seeing why.
Damon's room was down the hall and still Bonnie kept looking around to make sure they weren't in her room. Bonnie thought his stamina with the ice queen was unreal. How could he be that way with someone so heartless and hateful? Rebekah was shallow and Damon deserved better.
Bonnie thought back to when she had sex with Matt. They defiantly could get out of hand, but it was never like what was happening with Damon and Rebekah. Bonnie took out her phone and called him.
Damon had been waiting weeks to hookup with Rebekah again. Things between them were going slower than normal, but he knew she never stayed away for long. And after the week he had with Bonnie he needed to blow off some steam. Damon felt her about to give. Bex was definitely about to cum.
With that being said Damon still couldn't stop thinking about Bonnie as he thrust into Rebekah. He could vividly see the desire on Bonnie's face whenever he closed his eyes. He want to fuck her to say the least, but he needed more than that.
Bonnie wasn't the kind of girl you quelled, she was the type of girl you were enthralled by. Bonnie consumed him without effort, without notice. She captivated Damon the second she looked him in the eye the day they met.
When he kissed her that was when he saw. He saw the Bennett girl in a new light. He always thought she was beautiful, now it went without compare. He always found her engaging, but now he couldn't wait to spar with her every day. He found her laugh annoying, but now even more so, but in a way that was music to his ears.
Damon wanted Bonnie underneath him. He regretted not indulging in there "affair" longer. He just couldn't take advantage of her. He wanted the moment that he made Bonnie cum, to be a moment she'd chosen. He wanted her to want him. That was were the trouble lied.
"Oh, Damon don't stop," Rebekah screamed when Damon held her hips still and fucked her at lighting speed.
He saw his phone ringing on the night stand. It was Bonnie. What the hell did she want? Damon knew he couldn't keep thinking about the girl he was imprisoning. She'd never want him as badly as he wanted her. Free or not the only thing the ungrateful little twit cared about was getting home, and making him hate himself.
Bonnie couldn't see that Damon was happy. Yeah at times he hated himself, but it could have always been worst for him. He could've had no one. He'd never just turn his back on his family.
She had left him a text message he was going to read it later. Right now was about purging Bonnie Bennett from his system. He needed to get her off his mind. Damon thrust into Rebekah with long strokes. It didn't take long for Rebekah to climax. Damon loved the feel of a girl's pussy thanking him for all his hard work.
"That was better than last time. If you keep this up I just might move in," Rebekah teased as she kissed him.
"What will I tell the others?" Damon teased and got a good slap to the head. "Women can never take a joke."
"Not when they come from misogynistic dicks," Rebekah laughed. "I'm gonna take a shower."
"There's no point we're just going to go at it again in another hour or so," he said.
"I'm sure," she said as she headed for his shower.
Damon grabbed his phone to see what Bonnie wanted. Apparently, they had been too loud and she couldn't sleep. Damon threw on some pants and went down the hall. He didn't know why, but he needed to see Bonnie and make sure she was okay.
He knocked on her door, "Hey Bon you still up?"
Bonnie didn't know if she'd be able to look him in the eye again. It was weird, but she was hurt by what he did. He wasn't her boyfriend or anything, but they did kiss multiple times and he was going to buy her out of slavery. Didn't that mean something to him?
Damon opened the door and went into the dark room. He sat on the edge of her bed and looked at her scolding green eyes. He was in some deep shit. "I'm sorry."
"Is that all?" Bonnie asked in a dismissive tone.
Damon didn't know what to say, he was a little embarrassed, but it was sex. Everyone had sex. He wasn't going to feel bad for pleasing his girl. "I know that"-
"You don't know a damn thing Damon," she yelled at him. She felt her chest tighten, and all she could think about was killing him in his sleep. He violated her trust in him, and hurt her feelings by ignoring her.
"It's not like I did this to specifically fuck with you Bonnie. Things just slipped away from me."
"How about you slip out of my room!" she yelled at him.
"Bonnie, don't be such a brat I'm sorry, now get over yourself."
"That's it Damon that's why I'm not forgiving you. You don't care that you hurt my feelings, you just don't want the blame. You can't take responsibility for anything you do," Bonnie cried.
"I'm glad you know me so well," Damon yelled at her. He thought they were passed all this pity shit she was getting into. "Goodnight."
"Fuck you Damon," Bonnie yelled not able to believe he'd just leave things unresolved.
Damon wanted to reply, "If only you knew how much I want to." But a slammed door would have to do for now.
Bonnie felt his warm breath caress her neck before his lips latched on to hers. She felt his hands moving all over her body hungry and eager. "I've never wanted anything more than I want you right now," Damon said as he looked into her green eyes.
Bonnie swallow the huge lump in her throat in an attempt to give him a reply, but still nothing came out. Damon was hovering over her and he was completely naked. Bonnie was was practically naked too, all she had on was her panties now that he was removing her bra. "You're perfect," he smirked at her before he captured her lips in a mind melting kiss.
Bonnie was amazed at what he was doing with his tongue. She pushed him away remembering herself. "You hate me."
"No you are the one that came up with that crazy notation," Damon said as he nibbled on her neck and caressed her breasts.
"Of course you do," Bonnie said on a soft moan.
She could feel him smirking against her neck. "I've never gave you a reason to think that. Everything I do is a reflection of you. You hate me so I pretend I hate you."
Bonnie didn't hate Damon she pitied the poor fool. He was nice to her and trusting, for a while she thought they were friends. Then Rebekah came along. "Damon can you stop?" Bonnie asked as he pulled her hip into his.
"I could but I won't," he said as her panties magically disappeared.
"I need you to let me think," Bonnie moaned as Damon's fingers explored her entrance.
"I didn't know I had that effect on you," he said with a smug laugh.
"Damon place," Bonnie begged as he thumbed her clit.
"Whatever you need to think about can wait," Damon said as he nudged her legs apart. Damon prepared a place for him between her legs. Bonnie didn't think she could handle having all of him in her. He slowly made his way through her entranced and once he was balls deep inside of her he looked Bonnie in the eye and said, "I'm in love with you."
Bonnie shot up in a cold sweat. She had never had such a vivid sex dream. She was surprised her bed wasn't wet. Her panties were another story. Her heart still hammered against her chest and her breathe was still hitched. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Bonnie panted as she remembered her dream. Damon fucked the sense out of her. She'd never felt anything so incredible in her life. And that was just dream Damon imagine what he'd really do to you.
Her mind was a dark place and getting worst be the day. Who was she kidding? Damon didn't give two shits about her and last night proved that. She was an afterthought and would always be one.
Bonnie went down for breakfast before the warden came to drag her down. Damon had seat out the good china she liked, and he put her favorite flowers on the table. "What is this?" Bonnie asked him
"I didn't think you'd be up so soon," he smiled at her.
"What happened?" The last time Damon was this nice to her was the first time they had kissed, and he was trying to make sure she was okay with it.
"I should've been a little more sensitive to you last night. I'm sorry you had to hear that, and that I made you feel uncomfortable."
Damon wanted to apologize to Bonnie last night, but the stubborn little thing was too angry for that. He couldn't sleep at all, because of what she said. He wasn't as selfish as she made him seem. The fact that she said it made him reevaluate how he approached her. He couldn't have her hate him. He wouldn't live in a world where she hated him.
Bonnie had no idea what to say. The first thing that came to mind was a snide remark. I don't hate you I just feed off of what you give me. "Thank you Damon," Bonnie said with a soft smile.
"Anytime," Damon smiled as he served her favorite breakfast foods.
"Why are there only two place setting?" Bonnie asked.
"I asked Rebekah to leave so we could talk," Damon smiled.
"You didn't have to do that. I was just tired I didn't mean what I said," Bonnie confessed.
"You did and it's ok," he said as he poured her some OJ and sat across from her. He couldn't help but notice how she refused to look at him. So he picked up her chin and forced eye contact. "I care about you. I don't want you to feel like I don't. I-l haven't approached our relationship in the most professional way, but that's gonna change."
"Strictly business," Bonnie said and felt let down. She didn't want to be treated like his coworker. She wanted to be his friend. "I'm not hungry, but thanks."
"What the hell is wrong with you? No matter what I do it's always the wrong thing."
"Well maybe you should stop trying, because I'm done waiting for you to... Bye."
"Wait," he said grabbing her arm. "What are you waiting for?"
"Obviously nothing," Bonnie said trying to yank her arm back.
Damon stood in front of her and narrowed his eyes to make his freaky menacing face. "Tell me," he ordered as he looked down at her. He fought the urge to caress her body. He just wanted to touch her.
"Damon I just... I want to be your friend but you make it so hard sometimes."
"I make it hard? ME! Obviously you've never tried to please yourself"-
Bonnie knew what he meant but she couldn't help but laugh. "You should rephrase."
And there it was, her smile. Damon kissed her. It was an instinctive move on his part. Her lips were calling him. Bonnie didn't know what to do. Maybe this was still her dream. Maybe this wasn't real, she thought as her heart pounded against her chest. She couldn't help but grab on to his shirt to keep upright. She melted into him as his arms draw her in. His hands migrated down south and gentle pulled her hips into his by her butt.
Damon wanted her. He needed her. Bonnie consumed all his thoughts and actions. He never did a damn thing for himself accept this kiss. This was for him and the fact that she hadn't killed him yet meant she wanted this. She wanted him.
Bonnie was being lifted up and carried somewhere. She didn't care she just needed Damon to keep kissing her. Her back hit something soft and Damon was on top of her. "All I think about is you," he whispered as he kissed the shell of her ear. "You are all I care about. Don't you see it?" he asked as his hands slithered into her shorts.
Bonnie's mouth had never been so dry. She moved her hips and rubbed herself against Damon's hand. She was still wet and horny from her dream.
"Answer me Bennett," Damon demanded as he tried to pull his hand away. Bonnie looked him in the eye prepared to beg him to fuck her just like he did in her dream.
"Please Damon," she begged. He wanted to give her what she wanted, but he needed something first. He needed her trust.
"Yes Damon, yes I know," Bonnie moaned as he started to play with her clit again.
"What do you know Bonnie?" he asked as his other had trailed up her shirt and played with her breast.
"I know you care, and I'm so sorry," she moaned.
"For what?" he asked as he stopped kissing her neck so he could look in her eyes.
"For making you think I hate you," she said. "I don't."
Damon looked Bonnie in the eye and said. "I want to taste you, can I?"
Bonnie could barely breathe so she just nodded her response. It didn't take Damon long to rip off her shorts and super glue his lips to her snitch.
Damon licked and sucked at her clit and Bonnie tried her hardest not to wail like a banshee. If this is what he did to Rebekah, Bonnie completely understood. "Uh, Damon," Bonnie yelled. And yelling only made him want to show off more. Damon licked up, down, left, right, in circles, clockwise, counterclockwise, spelled his name with his tongue all over her pussy. It wasn't long before Bonnie was twitching and shaking. He wrapped his arms around her legs to make sure her snitch wasn't going anywhere. "Damon please. I can't take anymore," Bonnie begged.
Damon scaled up her body and kissed her. He picked her up and sat so she was on his lap facing him. "You'll be surprised by all you can handle," Damon said before he kissed her. "Was that better than your dream?" he smiled.
Bonnie was shocked how did he know about that? "I heard you moaning my name when I was going to wake you earlier." He said answering the look of terror on her face.
Bonnie stood and grabbed her shorts. "What are you doing?" Damon asked.
"I-this was wrong you're wrong," she said.
Damon stood and grabbed her by her hips. He looked down at Bonnie and knew she wanted this. She wanted him and that's what she was going to get. Damon took off his shirt, and he was sure her eyes were going to pop out of her head. Then he took off her shirt and threw it as far as it would go. Bonnie was still in shock by the time he was pining her down on the couch.
"We have all day to worry about consequences, let just enjoy right now."
Bonnie was the one to reach up and kiss him. She reached between them and slid her hand down his pants and gently rubbed the tip of his shaft. Damon pilled her legs apart and made sure she was wet enough for him. She was and he didn't waste a second ripping off the rest of their clothes and entering her.
He made sure to be gentle and to go slow, but that didn't last too long. His thrusts soon became quick and deep. He needed her to come before he did. Damon didn't come last night when he was with Rebekah and Bonnie was about to get both loads. "Damn it Bonnie," Damon groaned. He couldn't bring it upon himself to stop, but he wouldn't have enough self-control to pull out. He had to do something quick because Bonnie was about to cum.
She pulled on his hair and started to meet his thrusts. "Tell me how much you want to cum Bonnie," Damon ordered as he felt his own orgasm underway.
"So bad Damon, so bad," she moaned as she wrapped her legged around his waist. "I want you so bad Damon."
That was all the inspiration he needed to put them both out of their misery. "Oh yes Damon," Bonnie yelled as he pounded into her.
"Fuck yeah," Damon said as he felt her muscles give and contract. She was on cloud nine, and soon Damon was jerking and shooting his largest load of cum in her. They lay there for a while neither of them saying a word. Damon was the first to give he kissed her neck and caressed her cheek. "I'm sorry."
"I forgive you," Bonnie said.
Damon got up and collected their clothing. No matter how sexy it was he couldn't stand to have a mess in his home. "I'm going to shower, you should eat."
"Yeah," Bonnie agreed as she put her shirt on.
Bonnie sat at the table by herself until Stefan made a surprise appearance. "Ms. Bennett, don't you look good enough to eat," Stefan smiled at Bonnie.
Bonnie's heart raced in her chest. She couldn't let Stefan know what happened with her and Damon. Giuseppe couldn't find out and take it the wrong way.
"Are you okay Bonnie?" Stefan asked as he put his hand on her knee.
Damon entered the room just then showered and recharged with a huge smile on his face until he saw his brother. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I live here," Stefan smiled.
"Since when?" Damon laughed to himself as he poured a cup of coffee for himself and his brother.
"Since my name is Salvatore," Stefan frowned.
"Is that so?" Damon smiled at his brother as he sat on the other side of Bonnie.
Stefan noticed something different about them. They had been getting along after Giuseppe paid Bonnie's asking price, but something wasn't right.
"What's going on with you two?" Stefan asked.
"We had sex and now it's akward," Damon smiled at her loving how the anger and shock mangled on her face.
"Damon will you just go somewhere?" Bonnie asked. She couldn't believe he'd be so boastful about it. If Giuseppe found out her family could be in danger.
"What when did this happen?"
"Thirty minutes ago in the living room," he smiled down at Bonnie.
"Wasn't Rebekah here last night?" Stefan asked putting a frown on both of their faces.
"I'm gonna take a shower," Bonnie said going up stairs.
Stefan glared at his brother and Damon tried to ignore him. "Don't look at me like that," Damon ordered.
"What look are you talking about? Oh, do you mean the one I give you when you act like a self-serving, asshole?" Stefan asked, "Because that's who I see in front of me."
"You don't get it," Damon shrugged.
"I don't get what that you've been waiting ever since Bonnie came here to get into her pants, and now that you did you're gonna scream it from the hill tops, to stake your claim," Stefan said knowing that's not what his brother intended, but knowing that's what he did.
"Bonnie and I aren't like that we just connect. She means a lot to me Stefan," Damon said more serious than he had ever been in his entire life.
"You literally just slept with Rebekah"-
"That's the thing Stefan it was Rebekah that made me realize it. The entire time I was with her I couldn't stop thinking about Bonnie. I love that girl," Damon confessed.
"What are you going to do about it?" Stefan laughed.
"I'm going to marry her," he smiled. "Not now of course, but one day," Damon smiled.
Bonnie heard everything Damon said from the top of the steps. She hadn't realized she meant so much to Damon. She was so stupid for letting herself get swept away. If she didn't do something fast Giuseppe was going to kill her family and she couldn't let that happen no matter what she felt about Damon.
It was late, but when Bonnie couldn't sleep she'd read in the study. Tonight was one of those nights. Damon slithered in and caught Bonnie by surprise when his hand ran down her sides. "You should be in bed," he whispered in her ear.
"I'm not tired," she said moving from her chair to sit on the couch out of his reach.
"Nor am I," he said coming around to stand in front of her. "Now get your pretty little self-upstairs."
Bonnie was trapped by the look of desire on his face. No one had ever looked at her so passionately before. It took everything in her to disregard the tangle it sent up and down her spine. "We can't Damon," she said in a soft whisper.
"We already did Bonnie, and I don't regret it," Damon smiled at her.
Bonnie stood and walked over to the shelf and replaced the book she was reading. She immediately looked for another. "What's going on with you?" Damon asked as he brought her into his body.
She turned to him and said, "I miss my family and I miss my life. I had a fiancé and we were in love. I can't just give up on that," Bonnie said. She would have been convincing to if she could look Damon in the eye.
"Next time you want to lie you should at least have the decency to look at me while you do it," Damon yelled. "I thought I knew you well enough Bonnie, but I never picked you out to be a coward."
"What do you want me to say Damon that I despise everything you are. You're self-righteous, controlling, egotistical, and selfish. How could I let myself love someone like you. You make me sick," Bonnie yelled and slammed the sliding doors behind her.
Damon couldn't believe what he heard. Bonnie just said he made her sick. She hated him. Damon had never felt so utterly destroyed in his life. Bonnie was the one person he felt connected to since he came to the boardinghouse and she hated him. She was his last piece of hope the only woman he could see himself love forever.
In that moment he felt his heart actually shatter. He picked up a chair and broke it, but that wasn't enough. He grabbed a table and slammed it against the wall still he was in pain.
Bonnie sunk down to the floor on the other side of the door and she jumped when she heard Damon destroying everything in the study. She wanted to apologize to him and tell him she had to do this to keep her family safe, but she was too afraid to move. She could hear him crying and she felt like a monster. Damon had never been anything but kind to her and she just destroyed the tiny bit of hope he had left.
The next chapter is done, and I'll post it really soon. Thanks for reading.