Before we start, I just want to thank everyone for all the reads, reviews, follows and favorites! It means a lot to me. And, I'm super ecstatic about it. I love this story. It's my baby and it makes me so happy that you all enjoy it as well.
My brain has been running wild with so many ideas for this story and i love it! I wish this would happen more often because it's so enjoyable. I'm already working on the first chapter of my new story for "A Rose for Elena" but the new story for it will be called, "Make You Feel My Love" I have everything planned out and wrote down. it shouldn't be too long before it's posted. And, I already have so many more ideas for new Delena stories. I'm so happy!
I've finally given you all what you want! Delena! I'm trying something new. I have some really dirty thoughts but I never rally but them into these but fuck it! Don't read if you don't like Delena (just a little bit) sexiness! Enjoy.
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Elena bit down on her lip, to the point where she almost drew blood. When she felt the familiar pain on her bottom lip, she eased up on it and licked them instead. She would have to go upstairs. There was no way she couldn't avoid this or avoid Damon. She couldn't run anymore. Even if she were to stay down here, Mason would want those files and she couldn't refuse and tell him she's scared about seeing her husband that she said was her ex-husband and see him again after almost 5 years. She would probably laugh at her. And, she couldn't be fired, either. She needed this job too much.
She looked down at the manila folder in her hand and took a deep breath before opening the restroom door and leaving. She ran her fingers through her hair, suddenly self-conscious about going upstairs. She shook it off and went up the elevator to her and Mason's floor. She kept her feet straight and rolled her eyes. Of course, the day Damon pops back up, she wears heels to make a fool of herself. She approached her desk and saw Mason, waiting for her at her desk. She plastered a smile on her face and handed them to him.
"Thank you, Elena. Great job" Mason commented, looking over the files and then back up to her. He smiled before going into his office and she let out a sigh of relief. Damon and Stefan had to already be in the office or at least she hoped. She didn't think she could handle another surprise pop up again. She took a deep breath and sat down at her desk and tried to scoot as close as she could to her desk and computer so that when the Salvatore brothers came out, they wouldn't see her. She knew it was a long shot but decided it was worth a try. She stared at the clock and realized it was only exactly one hour until her break. She hoped the meeting would go well over that hour so she could leave and by the time she came back, they would be gone again.
She licked her lips and took a deep breath. She told herself to calm down. Would it be so bad if Damon saw her? He couldn't do that much. She has a whole new life. He couldn't come and screw that up.
She quickly scolded herself. Of course, Damon would screw everything up. His return into her life would only cause damage. There was no if ands or butts about it. She sighed before drinking the last bit of her cold coffee as she heard heels click against the floor.
"Hey, 'Lena" Bonnie said, sliding up to Elena's desk, smiling. The brunette snapped her head up at the sound, slightly frightened, but smiled when she saw who it was.
"Hey, Bon" She said, licking her lips. Her body was visibly shaking and her eyes kept looking from bonnie to her boss' office doors, scared at any moment the Salvatore brothers would pop out. Bonnie glanced at the door before turning back to Elena.
"What's wrong? Why are you so jittery? What's going on?"
Elena shook her head. "I'm losing my mind, Bonnie. I need to get out of here..." Elena demanded, bouncing in her chair, angrily, staring at the clock on her computer screen. She realized it had only been ten minutes and moaned, her face scrunching up into a scowl.
"Well, tell what's wrong" Bonnie pushed, leaning against the wood of the desk. She crossed her arms, her face confused.
"My ex-husband is here..." Elena whispered, looking around the room as if Damon would pop up and say 'surprise'. Bonnie's eyes widened in shock before they squinted, turning angry. She glanced over at the black doors the confide the men inside and scowled at the door, internally cursing at it, before turning back to Elena, the same scowl still lingering. Her mouth opened and closed, her green eyes turning dark.
"He is in there?" She asked in disbelief, nodding her head at the office. Elena nodded, silently, worry plain as day on her face. "Why in the hell has he come back? Did he know you worked here and came to mess with you? Is his brother with him?" The other woman quickly rushed out.
Elena shrugged. "I don't know. I pulled his brother aside and he said they had this meeting scheduled way before he knew I worked here. They're both businessmen so I can't believe I didn't think this would happen sooner. Of course, working at a company and my ex-husband, being a businessman, he would pop up at any time. He doesn't even know I'm here, yet. They were already in Mason's office when I came upstairs. Bon, I don't know what to do, I'm losing it..." She took a deep breath and tried not to overreact. She definitely didn't need another fainting incident, especially when her husband could walk out at any moment. She didn't need to draw more attention to herself. Bonnie opened her mouth to respond before she closed it, cut off by the phone on Elena's desk that rung.
Elena's head snapped to the phone, with wide eyes. The only sound in the room was the phone ringing.
She has heard that same ring for months now, she knows the ring just the same as if they were etched in her head with a sharp knife, scored in deep like some strange work of art. She's familiarized everything and for the most part she's calm here, at home, on the down low with a steady heart beat. Usually, the sound of a phone had never been so frightening. Not today, though. Not tonight though. Today her heart wants out of her chest. It wants to beat free of its cage. It pounds like it's going to crack a rib. She didn't want to answer it. Who knows who's on the other end of that phone? She could be thinking irrationaly. Maybe it was from downstairs and not in the room behind her. Bonnie reached for it but Elena stopped her. No. She had to do it. This was her job and she couldn't live in fear. There was no way to know unless she picked up that phone. She wrapped her hand around the phone and placed it against her ear, preparing for the worst.
"Hello?" Elena answered, her hand shaking as she held the phone.
"Elena," Mason started, sending fear down her spine. It was him. "I need you to give me the brown file on your desk and bring it to me. Please"
Elena covered her mouth with her hand, horrified. She turned her head and stared at the file on her desk as if it would jump up at any moment and try to kill her. She couldn't do this. But, there was no way around it. Damon would see her whther she handed the file to Mason or not. He would eventually come out that door and see her. There was no more stalling or avoiding it. Damon would see her.
"Of course. I'll be right there" She responded, hanging up the phone before he could get another word in. She took a deep breath and tried to push the fear away, off of her face. She grabbed the folder and stood up, her mind ordering her body to fall in line. Retreat would be a disaster, a show of weakness an inlet for the enemy to surge through that was Damon. She swallowed the fear, her face a mask of indifference. She had to show she wasn't scared, even if she really was. It's time to see how good of an actor she was.
"Are you okay? I can do it for you, Elena. I'll just tell Mason you were having cramps or something" Bonnie offered. Elena shook her head after thinking it over.
"No, Bonnie. Thank you but I have to do this. Damon will have to see me at some point. Whether it's now or when he's leaving" Elena said, forcing a smile and walked to the doors to Mason's office. Her spine started to shiver the closer she got to opening the doors. She stood up straight and made sure her feet were straight so she wouldn't trip over herself. That was the absolute last thing she needed. She dropped all the muscles in her face, making almost a frown to look casual. She took a deep breath before opening the door without a second thought. Mason smiled when she walked through and she watched the back of Damon's head. He didn't turn and he hadn't noticed her yet. Stefan's tilted his head at her slightly, an evil smirk peaking through the side of his face. She cursed him for it and walked closer to Mason's desk.
She rounded the corner and handed him the file, forcing a smile as he took it mumbling a 'thank you'. Damon seemed to be in a trance, staring at the wall behind Mason's desk, not even noticing she was in the room. His eyes were still the beautiful bright blue she remembered. There were bags under his eyes, indicating he hadn't slept in weeks but she couldn't help but notice he still looked like the man she once loved. His head snapped up at that moment and his gaze landed on her, his eyes widening at the sight of her. She made sure to keep staring at Mason, though from the corner of her eye she could see Damon staring her down, undressing her with his eyes. She licked her lips and clenched her jaw when Stefan had a look of pleasure of his face, knowing Damon had noticed her and that she was nervous.
Damon's eyes traveled down her body, running his finger across his lip, daring her to look over at him. She wouldn't. She didn't even know why she was still standing there. She did what she needed to do. Mason had the file and it was time to leave.
But, she soon found herself unable to move. Whereas, she couldn't find the energy to walk in, she didn't have the strength to walk out. Her skin turned hot, remembering all those hot nights in his king sized bed.
"You have the most beautiful skin, 'Lena. So tan and flawless... I want to kiss every square inch of it"
The muscles inside of the deepest and darkest part of her clenched in the most delicious fashion at his words, begging that her buried fantasies come to the light. The pain he made gripping her hips was so sweet and sharp, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She wanted to close her eyes and enjoy the sensation he was giving but was too hypnotized by his eyes to do anything more than stare at the crystal blue orbs she often found herself lost in. He was her drug. One touch and the state of intoxication shot through her to let him do whatever he pleased with her. Whatever he wanted to do is what they'll do and there wasn't a thing she could do to stop him, nor did she want too. Just his musky scent sends her into a heated trance, one that didn't end until their bodies were one. Leaning down, he kissed her. His lips demanding, firm and slow, molding into hers. The edge of his fingers ran across her bare skin, leaving a trail of fire wherever he touched. A shiver ran down her spine as she imagined him leaving delicious marks on her olive skin that she could only lick her lips when she noticed them the next morning.
He placed feather light kisses across her jaw, chin and back to the corners of her mouth. Slowly, she peeled off his black button up shirt, throwing it off the bed. He pulled back staring at the black lacey bra, licking his lips... slowly as if to tease her.
"Fuck, you're so perfect" He growled, causing her cheeks to flush. Oh my. He traced his index finger across her skin, to the half moon of her breasts before pouting his lips at them. His eyes clouded with lust, the blue turning dark. Her heart begins to pound and she wished she could move her hands to pull him closer but was frozen under his lustful gaze. Thick, hot desire pools in her stomach, making her whimper, snapping him of his trance. He smirked at her frozen state before moving.
In an instant, he was above her, watching her from his dark lashes. His hand was in her hair, how he loves the softness, watching it tumble as he releases it. He leaned down, close to her ear and whispered.
"I'm in control. So, be a good girl and don't move your hands. I'm going to drive you crazy until you beg me to stop and even then I won't. I'm just going to do every thing I can possible to you until you mind and body explode from the pleasure"
A small moan escaped her from the images he planted into her mind. His hands moved back down to her hips, forcefully gripping them before he kissed her lips. He raised up again. They locked eyes for a moment, just enough to tell her that she was safe with him. Then he's all business, undoing her jeans, pulling them off, kissing every inch of her face, slowly. Her back arched in anticipation, knowing where his fingers will soon reach. Her head rocked back against the pillow as he does, the first moan escaping her lips.
She mentally shook the memory from her head. There was no time to relive that. He didn't deserve to have her think about their endless sex. She refused to let him own her thoughts. He didn't deserve her mind and definitely didn't deserve her body. He should have thought about that years ago and maybe she still would be his.
But, she wasn't. And, she was done with him. This attraction would soon stop and she would go back to her new life. Damon had always been able to satisfy her needs and wants but that was the past. She has someone else now.
"Thank you, Elena. Everything seems to be here" Mason said, looking back up from the folder. Elena smiled and nodded. How long had she been standing there? How many times had Mason told her to leave? She turned away from the man and scurried out of the room. Once she reached back to her desk, Bonnie was still waiting for her.
"Hey, Bon" The brunette said, sitting in her chair. She let out a breath, finally able to return breathing.
"What happened? Did he say anything to you?" Bonnie quickly rushed out, anger clear on her face. Elena shook her head.
"No, he just looked at me. I just handed Mason the file and left the office. I didn't know how much longer I could be in there. I'm just glad it's over" Elena responded, turning to the clock. Only a half hour until lunch. Of course, time went slow when she needed to get out but any other time it would already be time. It was a clear sign she was over stressing and over thinking this too much.
"Okay" Bonnie said, her tone softening. "I have to go back to my office and send out a few more emails before we go to lunch. I'll go send those and be right back. If I'm not back in ten minutes, I will be by lunch. Tell me if anything else happens, Elena" She said, walking down the hall and disappearing around the corner. Elena took a breath and tapped her heel against the floor, fighting the urge to bite at her fingernails. She glanced back at the clock and continued bouncing her knee. She stood up the next moment and turned her back to the door, leaning on the desk, facing down the hall. Just when her body started to calm, the door opened.
She froze.
Their shoes hit the marbled floor and she stood up a little straighter, not to seem like she was being a slut at work. Before she knew it, Stefan and Mason were walking past her, talking, heading to the elevator. They didn't look at her once and she let out a sigh of relief before her body's sense started to tingle. Someone was watching her. Damon. By the time she licked her lips and went to stand up, strong warm hands wrapped around her hips, sliding up her shirt covered back, sending her thoughts into a haze. His hands came back down to rest on her hips, pulling her closer into his body. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing his face into her shoulder.
Her memories haunted the days when their bodies moved together like it was written in their DNA. Their bodies fit together as if they were made just for this, even through the clothes confining them, to fall into one another, to feel their natural rhythm. Behind closed doors, the facade they showed the world melted away and all they wanted is to fuck each other's brains out. But, she couldn't give into her body's demands. That was over.
"What are you doing?" Elena asked, swallowing nervously. Damon just pulled her into his body closer, pressing the warmth of his body against hers. She couldn't stop the X rated images she thought from shooting through her mind as much as she didn't want them too.
"I'm just seeing my beautiful wife" He murmured into her shirt, rocking their bodies silently.
"We're not married, Damon" She snipped, masking her attraction and lust with anger. Damon's face came closer to her ear the way she always loved, smirking.
"But, we are, darling. Did you forget that? We never signed divorce papers. You're still mine" He purred, his hands moving up her shirt, slowly, teasing her. He knows it drives her crazy and he knows she can't resist. Elena shook her head as her body started to give in. It started molding back into his just like it used to when he would curl up behind her in the mornings while she washed dishes.
"Just because we are still legally married that doesn't mean a thing. In my head, we've been divorced the moment I left" Elena snapped, trying to pull away from his grasp. He pulled her even closer and made sure she couldn't move and pushed his face into the side of her head.
"That's where your wrong, baby. Still being legally married means a lot. Your still mine and I'm still yours. You need to come home, baby. I miss you"
Did he lose his mind? Has he gone crazy? He basically threw her out after she said she was pregnant and now he expects that he can just stroll right back into her life after years? Oh hell no. She forcefully pushed pout of his arms and turned back to face him.
"No!" She yelled before taking off down the hall and heading to Bonnie's office. She needed to get out of here.
I was kind of slacking in this chapter and a little short but oh well, it's necessary. I did this for a reason. I have so much more planned so I let this one bad chapter slide. I have many more Delena flashbacks coming so don't worry. The next chapter will be the best so far!
I'm new to the whole smut/sex scene thing because I've never wrote it but I feel like I did a good job for a first try, so I'm proud of it.
Make sure you tell me what you think! Cuz, I'm dying over here. LOL, I'm just kidding but i do want to hear your opinions.