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Chapter 15

It was already late in the evening when Elena returned to the boarding house. She talked with Anna, and made some arrangements for the next few days. Tomorrow they would look for a decent doctor and make an appointment so they'll know how the baby's doing. They will also need to start looking for baby stuff and places where Anna could take lessons on how to nurture a baby.

Elena wanted to be sure that Anna would be a good mom to her niece or nephew. Of course, she also needed to make sure Jeremy would do that as well. Regarding his past, Elena wasn't sure how all of that was going to work out. But Anna ensured her that Jeremy had changed, that he would be a great father. Her brother had always been a 'free spirit', the kind of kid, that makes teachers hold a 'naughty file' on him. No matter what Anna said, she was still skeptical about him.

"I'm glad you're home," Damon smiled opening the door. "This reminds me, you still don't have a key from the boarding house. I should make you a copy."

She smiled back as she got inside, she was happy to see him too.. Her day had been full of stress and she was glad she could finally relax again. Coming back home didn't seem to be as tempting as she thought it would. Why again did she want to come home? That baby wasn't going to run away, she should've stayed on the island with him for a bit longer. But, she knew why she did what she did, truth been told, she would've thought only about her brother the whole time and what she could do to help him, which would've probably prevent her from properly enjoying their honeymoon.

When she walked into the living room, a divine smell hit her. "What's that?" she asked while sniffing. Was Jenna already cooking?

"I'm making some pasta for you, I called your brother and he told me, you are on your way home. So I decided that this was a good time for me to show you my cooking skills. I know you had a long and rough day." It was so sweet of him to think of her needs. She didn't have time to think about food all day, but now that she took a second… it was a very alluring thought.

"Sounds wonderful," she answered sweetly. He smiled before pulling her into a hug. He started rubbing her back, already knowing that, that would help her relax.

She immediately responded to his enthusiastic hug. After their argument today, she'd realized she was actually very happy with him and she didn't want to let him go. He made her happier than she ever thought possible and she couldn't deny it anymore.

She looked him deeply in the eyes then she slowly closed the residual distance between them, brushing her lips over his. As soon as they touched, fireworks exploded around them and she started kissing him furiously, nibbling on his lips until he opened his mouth, allowing her tongue to get inside.

Their make-out session got pretty heated and she wanted him more than ever. She pushed him down onto the couch, taking the lead. He was so overwhelmed by her sudden actions that he didn't even try to riposte. He knew well enough how much she liked being in control so he decided to let her, for a little longer.

She stood up and pulled her shirt over her head, letting him admire her body; she was wearing a lacy black bra which was pretty see-through. He didn't give her much time to continue her 'show' before he started sucking on her nipple through the fabric. She let out a loud moan, not caring about witnesses. This was what she waited for the entire day.

He took his hand to her back and unclipped her bra with an effortless move, pulling it off her. He cupped one of her breasts with the palm of his hand, lightly stroking her erected nipples.

"Stop teasing me!" she hissed softly between moans.

She let out a loud gasp when he turned them around so he was lying on top. Before she could pout he kissed her hungrily, showing her how much he wanted her, needed her.

She stuck her hands in his hair, pulling gently. She was turned on, to the point where she wanted to rip off his clothes.

A satisfied moan escaped her lips when he started unbuckling his pants. In a matter-of-seconds, they were both lying naked on the couch, still kissing each other with all the passion they had.

"Damon, I need you. Now!" she ordered breathless. He had been teasing her for too long, now. She wanted him to just stop playing…she needed him inside her, completing her…

A grin came across his face; she was watching him hungrily, begging him to continue. He carefully started rubbing against her clit, pushing two fingers inside her in the same time. Her body immediately tensed up at the feeling and she let out a growl of pure bliss.

She lifted her hips so his fingers could penetrate her deeper, getting closer to climax. He started rubbing her clit more furiously, making her body shudder. Her world was going to fall apart any moment, when he stopped. She immediately looked up at him and saw him smirking.

Before she had the time to get mad, he crawled up a little until his throbbing cock was positioned at her entrance. He slowly guided himself inside her until he filled her entirely, then he stopped, giving her some time to adjust.

"I want on top," she smirked before pushing him around. He couldn't hide the smile that came across his face. He liked it when she was bossy; it only made her look hotter than she already did.

She started riding him at a very slow pace, driving him crazy. He let out a growl of frustration, "Elena," he hissed.

"Ask it more politely," she whimpered back, teasing him by going even slower. He started to lift his hips but she pushed him back down and shook her head. "Don't be a bad boy!" she demanded seductively. She could play dirty too.

After another few minutes of teasing he finally said the word "Please."

That was all she needed to hear… she started bouncing up and down on his shaft, earning a loud moan out of him. Their bodies slammed together, making it impossible to think clear. She arched her back, throwing her head backwards as he started to suck on her nipples again, massaging them with his tongue.

Her world started to shatter, she could feel her walls constricting around his member as she crashed down one more time before she came hard. Her muscles squeezing around his cock until he came too, spilling his juices inside her. She kept chanting his name over and over again, while her body was trembling in his arms.

She laid down on his chest, breathing heavily before pressing her lips against his again, kissing him fiercely. He kissed her back, his tongue rolling over her lips.

They remained in each other's arms for a few more minutes, totally losing track of time.

"I smell something burning," Elena said after a while.

"Shit. My pasta," Damon cursed before getting up. He ran into the kitchen… there was smoke everywhere. Looks like they were going to order pizza tonight, he thought disappointed. He really wanted to make some delicious pasta for her, impress her with his cooking skills. He will have to do it another time, cause this attempt failed.

When he turned around, he saw Elena walking towards the kitchen with a huge smile on her face. "It's so not funny," he said annoyed.

She couldn't stop the giggles that escaped from her lips, "I'm sorry but I think it is."

He just shook his head, not bothering answering her. It wasn't funny at all, he was actually trying his best to impress a girl and then of course, everything needs to fail because his lusts are too big. Why were things so complicated with her? Every time he tries to do something nice, he fails completely.

"What are we going to do now?" she asked innocently after she finally stopped laughing, a grimace still on her face.

"If you're done laughing at me, you could make yourself useful by ordering pizza while I clean up this mess," he answered simply, he really didn't get why she thought all this was so humorous.

"Oh, is little Damon upset because his cooking experiment failed miserably?" she poked back. He looked priceless when he was moody like this.

He just ignored her and started cleaning up the burnt food. Elena stuck out her tongue at him before leaving the room, enjoying the way her evening was going.

Ordering pizza didn't take her long and before he knew it, she was already back in the kitchen and started helping him out. He was still upset and didn't say a word.

Normally she would've been frustrated because he was ignoring her but this time she quite liked it. She already knew that later tonight, he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off her. Cause that was just how things went between them, one moment they were arguing, the other, they were making out. Easy like that.

"How long are you going to stay pissed?" she asked after a few minutes, once she got bored.

"I'm not being pissed," he answered flatly.

"No? So what's with the silent treatment? It's not working, Damon. I can be more stubborn than you, you know," she said confidently.

"Let's take a moment and go on a little trip down memory lane. Who was it again that lost our former bet?" A smirk came across his face when she didn't answer him. "That's what I thought…"

"Give me a break, like you could've stayed away from me!"

"Oh, does Elena want a new bet?" he winked.

"I never said that."

"Cause you know you would lose it…again."

"First, I wouldn't lose it; second, I'm not in the mood for another bet with you."

"Sure. I just think you're afraid."

"I am not," she almost yelled.

"No, then why not?"

"What exactly are we betting on?" she asked suddenly, not wanting to give up. She desperately needed to win a bet with him; her whole reputation would be ruined if she kept losing.

"I bet I can keep my hands of you, longer than you can keep yours of me."

"You really think I would come begging for some physical attention?"

"Yes."

"You wish...like you can stay away from me."

"I don't have to stay away, Elena, I just can't touch you."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay, I'll make this bet with you, again. I'm so going to win this time."

"Think what you want, honey. But I already know who the winner is going to be."

"I know you have a big ego, Damon, you don't have to remind me. Though I'm totally sure you're going to be the loser this time."

"Am I? Don't forget who came searching for me in a pub that night, sweetheart. You couldn't stand being away from me then, why would you do it now?"

"Like you said… no touching."

"You already crave for my touch, Elena."

"Of course, I do," she answered sarcastically, rolling her eyes. She was positive that she was going to be the winner of this bet.

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