Chapter 10: Love and Lacrosse Games

Then

"Damon, please, I'm going to spontaneously combust. Whatever it is that you're waiting for, I'll do it. I'll get on my knees and beg. Please, just have sex with me!" I begged.

He pulled back and looked me in the eye. "No. I don't want to have sex with you."

I could feel the tears in my eyes. It felt like he had slapped me. I tried to pull away but he wouldn't let me.

"Let go of me. I need to get out of here."

"I don't want to just have sex with you, Lena. I want to make love to you."

His lips met mine with a gentle urgency before travelling down to my neck. When he hit that spot behind my ear that only he has ever found, I felt my knees go weak. Scooping me up, he carried me to my room, kicked the door closed and lowered me onto the bed before easily pulling his shirt over his head. As Damon began to unbutton my shirt, he laid soft kisses on my newly exposed skin.

"Lena, you're so beautiful."

When he placed an almost reverential kiss just above the front clasp of my bra, I thought I would explode. I was so tightly wound and he was moving with the smoothness of a black panther stalking its prey. Reaching for the button of my shorts, I thought I'd help move things along.

"Uh huh," he murmured while batting my hand away. "Do you know how long I've waited to do this?"

"As long as I have," I whispered as he traced his finger along the lace at the top of my bra.

"Longer. I've wanted you since the moment I met you. I've loved you almost as long. I'm planning to savor this."

"What did you just say?"

"I'm planning to savor this?"

"Before that."

Looking into my eyes, he gave a shy smile. "I love you, Lena. You don't have to say it. I know you're not ready, but you need to hear me say it." I was dumbfounded. How did I get here, in this place with this amazing guy? "Now, where was I? Oh, yeah, right about here." He placed a kiss across the top of my breast between every word before unfastened my bra and continuing his slow, sweet torture by gently kissing and sucking my already painfully hard nipples. Grazing his fingers along my sides he resumed his descent by kissing around my belly button while lowering my shorts before also ridding me of my panties. He continued ghosting his fingertips over my skin, bringing shivers as he ventures lower. I moaned when I felt one long finger slide into me and my back arched off the bed when he sucked on one nipple then the other as he continued to explore me with his fingers. He moved his head away from my breasts and a whimper escaped my mouth which was quickly replaced by a gasp when I felt him start to place kisses from my knee up to the top of my inner thigh.

I breathe out his name, "Damon."

"It's OK, baby. I've got you," he answered just before flicking his tongue across my clit making me a whimpering mess. When he easily slipped two fingers inside of me and started to suck on my clit I had no control as I convulsed around him. Still he kept pushing me higher and higher until I exploded. I was still in a blissful loll when he got rid of his pants and pulled a condom out of his wallet.

"Was I that much of a foregone conclusion?"

"Good Boy Scouts are always prepared," he joked before adding, "No. Lena, I've waited for you for so long. There's no way I was not going to be prepared if you gave the go ahead."

"Well, you didn't need to worry about that."

"Why?"

"I'm on the pill. Forget the condom."

"Are you sure?"

"I've never felt like this before and I've never wanted to do that before but, Damon, I don't want any more barriers between us. I just want you," I explained as I reached up and pulled him back down on top of me enjoying the stretch of him filling me and the intimacy of our connection. We had come so far. I had fought it every step of the way and I didn't know why or how but this beautiful man wanted me, claimed to love me and I was ready to open myself to everything that entailed. I would be his. I would open myself up to the world he had been trying to offer. And, as we both melted into completion together, I knew I had to admit the very thing that scared me most of all. I had to let him know.

"Damon, I love you too."

~~~~~TVD~~~~~TVD~~~~~TVD~~~~~~

There are few things more enjoyable than naked spooning with Damon Salvatore. Of course, we had just done most of those things prior to the naked spooning but, still, yum. I just had to snuggle closer to him.

"Unless you are ready for round two, I suggest you stop wiggling that cute little ass like that," he growled.

"My ass is so not cute."

"Your ass is awesome."

"I have a bubble butt! I need to lose about 10 pounds, mostly in my ass."

"Lose one pound and I assure you I will tie you to the bed and force feed you milkshakes."

"Oh my God!" I giggle. "You're crazy."

"Only because you make me that way," he answered before relentlessly tickling my sides. I was breathlessly begging him to stop when my stomach growled.

"Oh goody! Time to tie her up!" he laughed.

"Not so fast, bud. We skipped dinner."

"I was distracted. What do you want to eat? I'll cook."

"Chef's choice."

"I was planning to have that for dessert," he answered with a wicked grin.

A bowl of spaghetti and a sinfully delicious chef's choice dessert later, we found ourselves curled up in my bed listening to Miles Davis.

"Oh, by the way, my brother is coming into town tomorrow for my lacrosse game and the party. I want to make sure to introduce you two."

"Does he play too?"

"Stefan played in high school but he blew out his knee and can't play anymore. It's too bad because he was really good, better than me. He still likes to come to the games though. He's been so busy that this is the first one he's been able to come to this year."

"I look forward to meeting him. Hope I make a good impression!"

"I wouldn't worry about that. Besides, make too good of an impression and I may have to kick his ass for going after my girl." I swear my heart just melted. Something about hearing him call me his girl made everything seem so real.

~~~~~TVD~~~~~TVD~~~~~TVD~~~~~

I was in the bleachers waiting on the start of the lacrosse game when a guy sat down beside of me. He was tall with light brown hair and muscular shoulders. He was the type that I would've flirted with once upon a time but not now. Now, I only had eyes for the guy with Salvatore across the back of his lacrosse jersey. And damn if he didn't look hot in his lacrosse shorts.

"You must be the famous Elena," observed the guy who had just sat down.

"I'm sorry but you have me at a slight disadvantage. You are?"

"Oh, sorry, Damon talks about you so much I feel like I already know you! I'm Stefan, Damon's younger brother."

"Stefan! Hi! Yes, Damon told me you would be here today. How did you know who I was?"

"You mean besides the fact that Damon has not shut up about you to the point that I could probably have given a missing persons description of you? It was fairly obvious by the way that you were staring at my brother that you must be the girlfriend."

"Believe me; plenty of girls stare at him around here. That's hardly an identifying factor."

"Trust me; he's only interested in you…and it's easy to see why."

"Thank you," I muttered. Compliments always made me uncomfortable. It wasn't long before Caroline and some of our other sisters showed up for the game. Rebecca was quick to announce that she was there to cheer on "D" but I tried to let it go. After all, she wasn't the one who had slept in his arms last night. The whole group headed over to the party after the game. Stefan was a really nice guy and it was good to see Damon having so much fun with his brother. I wasn't going to stay with Damon that night but, as it turned out, Stefan disappeared with a sorority girl of his own. I didn't see who she was but I couldn't help but think she was being a stereotypical party girl.

"I guess that proves it—Stefan is the actual player in the family," laughed Damon. "There was a time when I would've been so proud."

"Such a good role model," I responded with a roll of my eyes.

"So, I guess this means you get me all to yourself," Damon observed before hustling me back to his apartment for our own post game celebration.

AN: (Covers eyes)Eek! It's so hard to write sweet smut when, really, who doesn't just want down and dirty Damon! Plus, this was my first sex scene for publication so I apologize if it's a little cringe worthy. I feel like I held back a little but that was really to help set the tone. Oh, and we finally met Stefan. Thanks for reading! I love hearing from you guys so hit that review button below if you want!