Chapter 5

"Okay, sure whatever you say." She said, lowering his lips to my neck. I tried to shift so I could actually get his attention fully.

"No Damon I mean it. I refuse to do it." I said defiantly. He put more pressure on my clit causing me to grip him harder. It might've been a better idea to have told him plan intentions before we were half undressed and this intimate.

"Your body tells me otherwise." He said locking eyes with me. For a second I got lost in the cerulean depths, when a part of my brain registered him might've been compelling me.

"If you are compelling me, you can be certain that I might just kill you in your sleep." I tried to threaten him.

"And give yourself the unfortunate task of canceling our wedding; I think not." He smiled as his fingers found their way under my panties teasing my entrance.

"Damon." The desired effect of saying his name accusingly was not achieved due to the fact that it was mixed with a moan and surprise.

"You are so wet for me Elena, are you sure that you don't want me to do something about it?" He asked rhetorically as he started to pump two fingers in and out of me at a painfully slow pace. I closed my eyes in pleasure, willing myself to focus.

I was almost going over the edge by the time he was quickly pumping four fingers and his thumb was massaging my clit roughly, when he suddenly stopped. I was pretty much guiding his movement, while trying to kiss him everywhere my lips could reach.

"What are you doing?" I asked him in the deadliest tone I could muster, as he sat up

"Only following your wishes." He said with a wicked grin.

There was no way I was going to fall for that, screw whatever I said I was entirely too turned on at that moment to care. I needed my release.

"Something the matter Elena, you look upset?" He asked feigning innocence. He immediately dropped the act when I fell to my knees in front of him.

"Nothing wrong at all" I said, as I ran my hands up along the inside of his thighs. I was very thankful he had taken off his jeans earlier. It made accessing him that much easier.

Freeing him from his boxers, I wasted no time in teasing his tip with my tongue. By the look on his face I could've swore he was trying not to cum all over my face. I couldn't help but smile. I slowly started to run my tongue along his member, then gently sucking the tip of him. Once I thought he couldn't handle that anymore, I encased him in my mouth until his tip hit the back of my throat. The inches that I could cover with my mouth I encased with my hands. And I began to quickly suck him humming a little too. His hands found their way to gripping my hair holding me down at some points, and just helping my movements.

"Elena, I'm close." He said in a raspy voice a few minutes in. I smile and let go of him removing my mouth completely.

"Not until we are married." I told him. Of course we were both sexually frustrated at this point and couldn't care less about our wedding. Standing up I started to turn when he grabbed me and pulled me down to sit on his lap and very hard member. With my back to his chest, he growled in my ear "Then I hereby declare us man and wife." Gripping my knees he yanked my legs apart. He ripped off my panties, lifted me and with no more foreplay dropped me on his member.

"Damon." I screamed out his name.

"Tell me what you want." He commanded his hot breath tickling my ear, and his hands being occupied with kneading my breast and playing with my bundle of nerves.

I moaned just before I said "Fuck me."

And so he did, using his hand that was teasing my erect nipple he grabbed me tightly and started to bounce me on top of him. From the angle that I was at he was able to secure his lips to my neck, surely giving me another hickey. We didn't last long before both of us were sent over the edge.

It took a while to regain my breath, I could hardly see right. When I was finally able to move it felt like too much effort to disconnect myself from Damon.

"I forgot to ask you." I started to say to him when he stopped me.

"Don't talk unless you want to go for round two, I can feel the vibrations." And that was all that need to be said. I didn't have it in me to go for another round just yet. And by the way Damon stopped me I doubted that he was ready either.

Eventually after sitting with him still in me for about an hour we managed to regain the energy to move. Putting our clothes back on we decided to just watch TV. Damon to torture me no doubt went to watch Say Yes to the Dress. I curled up to his side and he wrapped an arm around me.

"What did you forget to ask me?" He reminded me, half way through the mother daughter drama of what dress was more the bride versus what would be more acceptable.

"I wanted to know where you went this morning."

"I was arranging details for our wedding, more specifically my stag and your stagette." He said with a grin.

I almost groaned. "That's what you were doing, that's messed up."

"Everyone knows that that is the most important precursors to a wedding."

"Since when?" I asked.

"Well what I know of, since at least 1850." He told me.

"That's complete and utter bullshit." I said not believing a word he said

"And why is that?" He asked raising an eye brow.

"Because there is no chance in hell those were even acceptable back then." I said logically

"Even though I went to quite a few back then?" he said with a wink.

"There is no way!" I said floored.

"Oh they got pretty rowdy back then, the local whore houses were always ecstatic when someone came in before their wedding." He explained

"I don't believe you." I said skeptically in denial.

"I'm serious, although many of the whores became mistresses afterwards. But stags aren't a new thing, although to a certain level they are changed, but the idea is still the same."

"So what you're really trying to tell me is you don't want to break tradition?" I asked him.

"Yes." He said.

"So then you wouldn't mind until we waited until marriage to have sex?" I asked him, with an eyebrow raised.

"It's a moot point when you have already had sex." He pointed out.

Then I pulled an unfair move. Wrapping my arms around his neck and giving him Bambi eyes I said "For me can you at least try?"

He made eye contact with me and I almost thought he was going to compel me to drop the idea. When his shoulders dropped and he let out an annoyed sigh. "For you, I will try."

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