Damon was indecisive. He was still hurt and angry where Katherine was concerned, but the sight of her moving so seductively was wreaking havoc on his body. He shifted uncomfortably, resisting the urge to readjust his pants. He was not the only one battling such feelings, but the other males were not as subtle about their aroused states. Damon shot a death glare at a guy that had gotten too close to Katherine. He knew that she could easily protect herself against any of the drunken fools, but still, the sight of her surrounded by so many men arose a fierce sense of possession. She was his woman. He boldly sauntered to her, molding his body against hers, and framing her hips with his hands. "Damon," she breathed, leaning back against him. Satisfaction filled Damon that she could recognize his presence without seeing him. "Have you been being naughty today?" he murmured into her ear. "Are you going to spank me?" Katherine replied. Damon could detect the yearning in her voice. "Maybe when we're alone," he answered. "I hope that's a promise." Her voice was a seductive purr that ran through his body, leaving him hard and aching. "You can bet," Damon said.
He pressed hard against her so that she could feel exactly what she did to him. "Mmm, you feel so good," Katherine moaned as she grinded back against him. "Let's go," Damon said, unable to contain his hunger for her any longer. He took hold of her hand and they exited the dance floor. Halfway out of the grill, his desire fogged brain remembered Alaric. Katherine impatiently waited as Damon found Alaric and informed him that he was leaving with her. "Be careful buddy," was all Alaric uttered, but his eyes said a lot more. Damon gave a prompt nod before returning to Katherine. They reached the Salvatore mansion in record time, barely making it through the door before they were all over each other. Damon lifted her onto his hips and she wrapped her legs around him. "Nobody else seems to be home. Does that mean that we can be as loud as we want?" Katherine asked as he carried her up the stairs.
When they were safely in his room, Damon set Katherine on her feet so that he could work on ridding her of her clothes. She moaned as he sucked her nipples and kissed a trail down her stomach; her breath hitching in anticipation of something that never came. "Why did you stop?" Katherine demanded, a growl in her voice. "Because we haven't reached there," Damon replied as he straightened up. He returned Katherine's glare with a satisfied smirk. "Nuh uh," he told her when she reached to unbutton his shirt. "You're not allowed to touch. Get on the bed." Katherine wanted to protest but lust temporarily trumped her need to be in control. Sulking, she followed his order. "Undo my pants," Damon commanded. Katherine could tell that he was receiving an immense amount of satisfaction from bossing her around. Well, she could deal with that for now. She wanted this just as bad as he did.
She rid him of his pants, fighting both the urge to vamp out and the urge to jump on him and have her way with him. He stood nude from the waist down and she was face-to-face with his swollen member which stood up as proud as its owner. Her mouth watered, begging for a taste. "I'll be right back," Damon said. He turned and headed in the direction of his bathroom. Katherine waited until he disappeared from view before she crawled to the middle of the bed and arranged herself in a way sure to get a reaction out of him. When she heard him approaching she stuck her bottom as far in the air as she could, making sure that her knees were spread for maximum view. Damon stopped dead in his tracks when he re-entered his bedroom. Katherine lay on her front, her upper half flat on the bed and her lower half up in the air, her knees spread apart, giving him a good view of both of her holes waiting to be filled.
"Oh fuck yes," he groaned, his hand going to his painfully throbbing member as he tried to calm it. "Do you like what you see?" Katherine purred, looking at him from over her shoulder. Damon approached the bed with the oil he had retrieved and Katherine's pupil's dilated as her feminine juices dripped down her thigh. He placed the oil on the bed and then palmed her two perfect ass cheeks and spread them even wider, looking his fill. "You are so perfect," he voiced. "So show me," Katherine replied, wiggling her bottom against his palms. Damon steadied her and then held her gaze as he sucked on two of his fingers and slowly pushed them into her damp hot heat. "Oh yes," Katherine moaned, closing her eyes and grinding on his fingers. "More?" Damon asked. "Yes," she answered in a breathy whisper. Damon added another finger and then another until all five were enveloped by her tight walls. He thrust his fingers in and out of her dripping cunt until her thighs were shaking and whimpers were escaping her mouth.
Damon slowly slid his fingers out and sucked them clean. "I still owe you a spanking. I hope that you didn't forget," he reminded her. He didn't give her time to reply before he brought his palm firmly down on her right ass cheek. Katherine cried out as the mixture of pain and pleasure pushed her close to a climax. Damon brought his palm down three more times on her behind in quick succession then he leaned down and kissed the reddened areas of her skin. Katherine inhaled deeply as she felt his mouth draw near to the area that she wanted it the most. She tensed in anticipation and then nearly shot off the bed when he gave a long, slow lick to her slit. "Don't stop," she panted. Damon licked, sucked, and nipped her cunt hungrily, spreading it wide so that he could taste every part of her. Katherine clenched the bed-sheets tightly as all coherent thoughts escaped her head. Damon's mouth closed around her stiff clit and she screamed as an orgasm ripped through her, shaking her body violently. Damon teased her clit, drawing every last shudder from her body. "Damn," Katherine murmured. She lowered her body onto the bed, feeling drained of all energy. "We're not done yet," Damon replied, drawing her back up to her knees and pushing them wide apart.
He stroked his rock hard member across her slit and she moaned. "Give it to me Damon." "Tell me how badly you want it," he growled into her ear. Katherine buried her face into the bed-sheet, refusing to beg again. "Hmm, so stubborn," Damon stated. Without warning, his palm connected firmly with her right ass cheek and Katherine's head flew up at the unexpected sting. Damon sent his swollen member plunging into her hungry cunt and then he grasped her hips and pounded wildly into her. "Aaah! Fuck yes!" she screamed. Damon threw his head back, the pleasure almost unbearable. When he felt his climax approaching, he withdrew from her, giving them both a chance to catch their breaths. Damon picked up the body oil that he had placed on his bed and carefully squirted some onto his palm. He rubbed his palms together making sure each palm had a generous amount of oil before he slowly began massaging Katherine's ass.
She groaned appreciatively. Damon squirted some of the body oil directly onto her anal opening and took his time massaging and gently probing the extra tight entry with his finger until it started to give. He guided his length to the slight opening and pushed in, gasping at the tightness. "Mmm, yeah," Katherine moaned as she felt him push in inch by inch. "Shit, you feel so good," Damon said through gritted teeth as he buried his length completely in her. She clenched her muscles around it, sending him into a frenzy. Damon frantically thrust into her and Katherine slammed her hips back against him in order to maximize the depth of penetration. "Aah, Damon!" She shouted his name as an intense orgasm hit her. Damon soon joined her, yelling out her name as his body too was rocked by a forceful climax.
He collapsed over her and they both fell flat onto the bed. "Are you still alive?" Katherine asked a couple of minutes later. Damon grinned as he lifted himself off of her and shifted to the side. "Sorry if I crushed you," he told her. "Not possible," Katherine replied, turning onto her side so that she was facing him. They stared at each other as silence filled the room. Damon studied the treasured features of the woman he loved, wishing that he could freely express his love through ways other than sex. Katherine shifted and he quickly tried to fill the silence, fearing that she would get uncomfortable and emotionally withdraw from him. "Should we go for another round?" he asked, a boyish grin lifting the side of his mouth. Katherine smiled and moved closer to him. "Maybe later," she answered.