"Is that what you call your new home now", Damon questioned as he followed Bonnie into the living room. She sat down on the couch and Damon immediately took the seat right next to her, not leaving very much space between them.

"It's cute, don't you think?"

"Cute? Nope! This crappy place way too small and it doesn't even reach any standards... especially not yours", he snorted and threw his left arm around her shoulder. Bonnie didn't stop him, she never did.

"My standards?"

"Yeah, your deserve more than that. You need to be treated like a queen... I would treat you like my queen", he admitted and caressed her shoulder with his thumb. He turned his head in her direction and his eyes lingered on her beautiful mocha face. He always loved her skin, the colour and the softness, the way it felt under his cold fingerprints and how her warmness basically wandered through his whole body. It made him feel alive, made him forget what he monster he could be and just enjoy the moment. Bonnie was his soul, she brought out the good part in him, she re- discovered it after all these years and she believed in him, even when he himself did not.

"Damon", Bonnie sighed. She knew where this would head.

"You deserve more, Bonnie. More than this tiny place that you're sharing with Gilbert."

"You want me to live in a bigger place?"

"The Broading House would be the perfect size. You should definitely live there... with me", he whispered the last part in her ear, knowing it would create chills on her skin.

She shivered and moved a little away from him. "I'm married now, I'm taken. You can't..."

"I can't what, huh", he approached her again. His lips were only inches away from hers, while he looked her deeply in the eyes.

"You just keep hurting yourself."

"I do and I know that, but I'm not giving up on you. You know why?"

"Damon..."

"Do you know why", he kept asking. His fingers held her by the chin, hindering her from turning away and escaping.

"Yes."

"You feel the same, Bonnie. I know that and you know that. This is not just a lazy fling. It's real and it's deep, it means everything to me because you are my everything."

Bonnie knew it was wrong to let Damon confess his feelings to her but those blue ocean eyes hypnotized her somehow.

"I love you", he whispered against her lips and kissed her softly. Not as wild as two weeks ago, when they had sex in his car, but this time it was slow. Filled with passion and promises, with love and compassion, with joy and warmness. That kind of a kiss two lovers would share.

Then she allowed him to kiss ker even deeper.

She allowed him tower over her and lie in between her legs.

She allowed him to roam with his big and strong hands all over her body.

She allowed him to pull her shirt over her head...

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Hi guys,I know it's super short but I just wanted to see if there is still some interest in my story.