CHAPTER 5

"What's wrong?" He asked, concern all over his face. She took a deep breath. "It.. It's nothing. It was just a dream." her heart sank. Cursing herself for not having the balls to ask him to stay. But it was like he had read her mind again. He looked at her for a second, then walked over to the other side of the bed. He lifted the blankets, and laid down comfortably beside her. She sighed. Grateful he had.. But at the same time, a little nervous. Not really knowing what to say. Her back was to him. But she could feel him, only inches away from her. She felt his breath, sometimes it would drift to the back of her neck. Making her hair stand on end. It was comforting to have him here. She relaxed a little. But she couldn't go back to sleep. She was wide awake now. Concentrating on him. Every move, every shift under the blankets. Suddenly, she felt him against her. Not really knowing who made the first move. But now his chest was against her back, and his arm folded over her, pulling her tightly to him. He was still a little damp from his shower. She felt the cold water from him on her clothes. What was she doing? This was crazy.

He nuzzled his face into the back of her neck, and she forgot what she was thinking. She was glad. So glad that he was here. Just then she felt his lips brush her neck. She shivered and a silent want washed over her. She could hardly breathe. She shut her eyes again, hoping that would help. But it didn't. Her mind went fuzzy. His lips just rested there.. On her neck. She relaxed into him. Their body's conforming to fit each other. His grip on her never loosened. And they just lay there. In perfect bliss. Elena was surprised at how comfortable she felt in his arms. It was like she had been there a million times before. His hand started stoking her arm, and heat flooded her cheeks once again. This was wrong. What was she doing?

He sighed. She felt it and heard it at the same time. He was happy. Content just lying here with her. Deep down she knew she was too. So for now, Elena let it go. She let it all go. All the worry about what this means, all the worry about what people would think. She let it all go away. She sighed too, a sort of response to him.

Damon didn't know what to do. He was torn between not knowing whether he should say something, or just lay here. She felt so good against him. She hadn't told him to let her go. She didn't try to stop him. He could hear her heartbeat going crazy. It was all he could do to keep himself from turning her over and kissing her. He wanted her so badly. But he knew he couldn't.. If they ever kissed again, she would have to be the one to do it. He clearly left that ball in her court. So he decided to be content with this. It wasn't hard to do. He continued to stroke her arm and savored her smell as his lips rested on her neck. How did they even get here? Just 24 hours ago they weren't even speaking to each other. Now she was in his bed, in his shirt and in his arms. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt so good. Holding her made everything else seem dull. He took a small risk… He lifted his mouth up for a fraction of a second, then placed it back down. As if to give her a tiny kiss. As soon as he did, Elena's hand gripped his, hard. It shocked him. And he did it again. He heard a soft breathy sigh come out of her. His head reeled. Did he just hear that? Was it a good thing? He needed to know, so he did it one more time. Except this time he did it in a different spot. He lightly touched his lips right below her ear. And he heard her inhale sharply. That was all it took for him.

Elena couldn't believe she had just did that. But she couldn't help it. It was like she was possessed. Those sigh's had involuntarily left her mouth. And she couldn't even find the will to stop him. She felt his hand move from stroking her arm, to touching her stomach. He pulled her closer to him. If that was even possible. She couldn't breathe. Her heart was racing so fast she could hear it. He continued kissing her neck. Longer kisses this time. All up down the line of her shirt. She was grabbing his hand. She would squeeze it harder every time he hit a soft spot. Damon didn't stop. He realized why she was squeezing his hand, so he would kiss those spots again. Harder every time. She was breathing heavily now. Feeling like she was about to explode. Damon shifted himself slightly, so he could reach more of her with his lips. He was kissing the front side of her neck now. His hair was all she could see. She was breathing so heavily now that she could hardly take it.

"Damon," she whispered.

He stopped for a second and looked at her. Their eyes met. Both of them breathing heavily. She didn't know what to do. She was drowning in his eyes. The raw passion there was so deep. She shifted her self. Now he was basically on top of her. He inched closer to her.. Looking at her lips. She saw hunger on his face. But not for blood. She let her eyes drift to his lips as well. They were parted slightly, ready to pounce if she'd let him. She glanced one last time into his eyes. Getting utterly lost in them. She swallowed hard and parted her lips too. She took a deep breath, shoving down all the screams of doubt that were in her head. She lifted her face to his. Their foreheads touching. They were breathing into each other. She knew he was waiting for her. He wouldn't kiss her first. Not this time. Finally she couldn't take it anymore. She let out a heavy sigh and kissed his lips. Everything else melted away. It was a short kiss, and they both sighed as they broke apart. But the distance didn't last long. Damon kissed her again, and she welcomed him. He kissed her fiercely, causing her head to lay back onto the bed. He followed her down. His hands roamed her body. And she let out little burst of air.. She ran her hands through his hair and grabbed it, pulling his whole body down onto hers. She felt his tongue touch her lip, and she opened her mouth fully, letting him in. He kissed her deep. His tongue dancing with hers. She felt his hands stop at the bottom of her shirt. His fingers lifted it slightly and brushed her skin. She inhaled hard. But he didn't go any further than that. Instead he let his hand wonder more. They ended up on her butt. He grabbed it hard and let it go. She gave another involuntary moan. Damon's lips left hers and glided down her neck. She breathed hard, enjoying every touch of his lips on her skin. His lips reached her chest and she grabbed the sheets. Inhaling deeply as he searched her. Kissing everywhere he could. She put her hands on his bare back, letting them feel his hard muscles. She went from his back, to his abs, then worked her way up to his chest. Damon lifted his head and placed another kiss on her lips.

Suddenly Elena felt something vibrate. She let out a little cry, confused and incredibly turned on. Damon rolled off of her and shoved his hand down into his pocket. He pulled out his phone….

It was Stefan.

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