Thank you to my brilliant beta Courtney for betaing this. You are amazing :)
Shrill giggles emanated from the upstairs bedroom early the next morning, "Damon, I have to get up."
"Nah, I think I'll get you to stay right here." He told her, banding his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against his hard body. She wriggled, causing her ass to brush up against his length, making him harden in the loose pants he was wearing.
"Damon, I have to get up." She whined, still trying to wriggle free from his iron grip.
"No you don't. You can stay right here, all day with me." He told her firmly.
"Damon I have to go to work. Let me go." She stated prying on his arms. He kissed the back of her neck and she felt her lips quirk up in response. Who was she kidding? She couldn't stay mad at him, no matter how hard she tried. She may as well give up the act now
"Not really. You can not work and I can support you off my infinite wealth." He suggested cheekily.
"Nah, I like the paycheck and the escape." She told him nudging him with her elbow.
"Fine. Women these days... don't know how well they had it when they didn't have to go to work all the time." Damon muttered under his breath. Elena shook her head and fought the smile on her face.
"Women took care of the kids, cooked and cleaned. I would say that women worked their asses off back then." Elena retorted.
"Maybe, but it's not like that now. You could stay home and have sex with me all day. I would take care of all the cooking and cleaning as long as I had your body at my full disposal whenever I wanted it." Damon explained.
"Hmm, sounds like an intriguing option. Although I still like option 1 better." Elena decided.
"Damn empowered women, having to go out and get jobs. But okay, get to work. This will be kinda nice sitting here alone with just my hand for company, while you go out and make a living, earning money for us." He shrugged with a smirk on
his face.
"Let me tell you right now how jealous I am of that hand." Elena told him extricating herself from his strong embrace and bending down to kiss him quickly.
"You could always change your mind." Damon suggested hopefully.
"No I couldn't. I like my job. But if you're up for it, you could always come and visit me for lunch." Elena suggested.
"I'll do that. Maybe we can sneak off and have a quickie somewhere." Damon suggested his eyes glinting naughtily.
"Not likely. I have so much work to do today. But please feel free to come and keep me company whenever you want. Dennis doesn't care that you're sitting there in my office all day unless you inhibit me from getting my work done." Elena told him.
"Good to know." He said nodding his head. "So you're going to look at flowers and cakes this afternoon with your mom?"
"Yeah, I'm not looking forward to it really. Mom is bringing my grandma. It's not going to be a fun afternoon." Elena answered.
"Well when you get home I'll be here waiting. I would offer to come with you to look at flowers and whatnot, but we both know I would just get bored and irritable. But if you want me there I'll come." He told her getting out of bed and following her into the bathroom.
"No it's okay. Come and visit me at work today and then you can sit out flower shopping. I'll just see you when I get home tonight." Elena told him.
"Perfect. I'd do almost anything to get out of shopping for flowers." Damon admitted.
"I know honey. I know you're not really into the wedding planning thing, so I'm trying to only ask for your help when I really need it. I want you to be happy." She told him turning to face him, running her thumb over his cheekbones tenderly.
"I am happy. If it meant keeping you happy I would help you with all the wedding planning." He told her placing his hands on her hips.
"I am happy. We have a good solution to that problem now. I ask you your opinion while Caroline, Bonnie and my mom help me with the actual planning. You're showing an interest in the planning whenever I ask you to, so that makes me happy. Don't worry, you would be the first to know if I wasn't happy about something." She assured him reaching onto her tip toes to kiss him softly. Neither of them deepened the kiss, knowing that if they did she would never be getting out of there.
"Alright Miss Gilbert, hop in the shower and I"ll leave you to it. Wouldn't want you to be late for work, now would we?" He asked backing out of the bathroom. She slapped his ass as he walked away and he shot her a look over his shoulder causing her to laugh before doing as he said and stripping out of her shorts and tank top, stepping into the large glass shower.
When she came downstairs there were eggs and bacon sitting on a plate at the kitchen island. There was a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice sitting just behind the plate and she smiled at him.
"Aw, you made me breakfast." She told him kissing him quickly.
"I want to make sure my girl is well-fed. I'll make sure to bring you lunch to the office today." He told her.
"Don't worry I am." She assured him.
"I don't want you losing any weight. You're perfect the way you are." He told her.
"Believe me, I have no intention of losing any weight. My wedding dress is being taken in as we speak, I don't want to have them operate on it again." She told him.
"I am unnaturally excited to see you in that dress on the day of our wedding. I know you're going to be beautiful, although the dress will never be able to hold a candle to how beautiful you are." He told her swiping a stray tendril of hair that had escaped her ponytail. She smiled at him, unsure of what to say. He always said the sweetest things to her even though it wasn't really in his nature. Elena sat down at the island and started eating her breakfast.
"So where have Katherine and Stefan been lately?" Elena asked, realizing she hadn't seen them in a while again.
"I have no idea, all they told me is that they would be back for the wedding. It makes Katherine nervous to be in one place for too long. I'm not entirely sure why, and I don't really care. I'm just happy they're gone again." Damon admitted.
"Oh. Are you comfortable with them coming to the wedding?" Elena asked curiously. She understood that Damon wasn't exactly Stefan's biggest fan and she understood why. But she couldn't deny that she was happy that Stefan and Katherine hurt Damon so badly, because if they hadn't she would have never met him and her life wouldn't be like it was.
"As long as they don't try anything then it'll be fine. But the second either of them try something, I will have no problem killing them. I've wanted to kill them for decades." Damon told her.
"Is it wrong that I'm sorta happy they did what the did to you?" Elena asked deciding to just go for it.
"Why?" He asked completely baffled, he honestly couldn't see why what happened was a good thing.
"If they hadn't hurt you and Stefan hadn't have come into the picture stealing Katherine from you, then you would never have come back here. You would still be with Katherine and you wouldn't have found me. We wouldn't be together and that would be horrible. I would still be the girl I was before I met you, probably still be with Matt. Everything would be different, and not in a good way." She explained.
"Well in that case, no it's not wrong. You know, I've never actually thought of it like that. I always thought that everything they did to me was bad." He shrugged.
"It was bad, but it the bad led me to you, then it wasn't all bad, right?" She asked turning to face him.
"You're right. I'm not nearly at the place where I can thank them for betraying me, but I guess on some level it was good what they did. I found you and I'm finally at peace with myself. I'm happy for the first time in over a century." He told her smiling.
"See everything works out for the best. But I should finish eating so I can go to work. Wouldn't want to be late. I get funny looks from my co-workers and Dennis whenever I walk in late." She laughed.
"Well I'm sure they know just what you're doing whenever you walk in a tad bit late. Then there was that one time that you got caught with me in my car outside the office." He recalled.
"Oh God, that was so awful. The guys teased me all day about getting caught giving you a quickie blowjob in your car before work that morning." Elena sighed covering her face with her hand.
"I can't even remember why you attacked me like that." He laughed.
"You said something to me and I wanted to reward you. That's all I remember, it was a devastatingly embarrassing day I try my best to forget all about that day." Elena told him shaking her head.
"Yeah, but if you don't want to be late you should get going. Wouldn't want you to have everyone shooting you funny looks all day again today." Damon nudged her.
"Yeah, I remember Anthony wouldn't look at me all day." She recalled.
"Okay, get out of here." He told her taking her empty plate from her and pulling her from her chair.
"Alright, I'm going. You better be there to keep me company later today." She warned him.
"I'll be there, I don't think I can spend a whole day away from you." He assured her, walking her to the door.
"Good, but I better go. I'll see you later." Elena told him quickly kissing him again, not letting him deepen it before walking to her car. She knew that if she gave him access to her mouth she was never leaving the house and getting to work, it just wasn't possible with the burning passion that always sparked between them.
Just like usual Elena walked into the office with a smile on her face. She loved her job, actually she loved every aspect of her life. Amazing job, friends and family and the best fiancee on the planet.
"Good morning Elena." Chelsey the receptionist greeted when she walked in.
"Good morning." Elena beamed.
"You look happy this morning." Chelsey noted.
"I'm always happy, I have the best life ever. Plus, Damon's coming to visit me today, I eagerly await the moment he walks into my cubicle." Elena told her.
"God, I'm so jealous of you. My husband is nice enough but he doesn't worship the ground I walk like Damon does for you." Chelsey sighed.
"I'm just lucky I guess." Elena answered walking towards her cubicle.
"Morning Elena." Dennis called from his office when she sat down at her chair.
"Good morning Dennis." Elena called back smiling as she logged onto her computer.
"Will you do me a favour Elena?" Dennis called back.
"Sure, what do you need?" Elena asked.
"Can you run to the photocopy place down the street and pick up the order. I have an important phone call coming so I can't leave just yet. If you're too busy with the other stuff I assigned to you, I can do it later. There's really no hurry." Dennis told her.
"I haven't started anything yet so I can run over there now if you want."Elena offered.
"Perfect, thank you Elena." Dennis called. Elena smiled and grabbed her purse leaving the building again.
When she came back a twenty minutes later she was no longer smiling. The jackass at the photocopy place made her wait and then acted completely inappropriately towards an engaged woman.
"You look pissed." Chelsey noted when Elena walked in.
"Stupid assholes who assume that any woman would be into him regardless of her relationship status." Elena hissed.
"That sounds awful, but on a happier note you have a delivery. It's sitting on your desk." Chelsey told her trying to cheer Elena up.
"Really? Who's it from?" She asked excitedly.
"No idea, the delivery service dropped it off." Chelsey shrugged as Elena rushed back to her desk. When she got there, there was a vase of red roses on her desk with a note stuck in it.
Have a good day.
I'll see you this afternoon.
I love you
~Damon
The note was short and straightforward but she loved it. She smiled and moved the flowers onto the corner of her desk where she could look at them all day while still getting some work done.
"Nice flowers." Anthony told her as he walked by.
"Thanks, Damon is simply the best person I've ever met." Elena told him.
"That's good. He makes you happy, you deserve that." Antony told her as he continued walking to Dennis's office to hand in his article.
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When lunch time rolled around Damon sauntered into the building armed with a tin foil covered plate.
"Good afternoon Mr. Salvatore. Elena's probably in her cubicle, walk right in." Chelsey told him.
"Thank you, Chelsey." He said doing the infamous eye thing that made every woman on the planet swoon. She sighed and muttered a response that Damon couldn't decipher even with his enhanced hearing ability. He walked through the double doors and to Elena's cubicle where she was poring over an article with a red pen in her hand.
"Knock knock." He called out to her knocking on the wall of her personal space.
"On my God Damon, you scared me." Elena gasped spinning her chair around to face him.
"You were quite occupied." He noted taking a seat in the other chair in her area.
"I'm editing an article for David. I'm getting a perverse amount of pleasure out of putting little red marks all over his paper. He has some serious grammar issues." Elena noted as Damon read over her shoulder.
"Isn't he the one who flirted with you after the attack until he saw how damaged you were before walking away?" Damon tried to recall.
"Yep, then after you healed me he came back and told me that he would give me another chance. He's quite audacious isn't he?" Elena asked.
"Yep, not as bold as me but you know." He shrugged.
"Not as bold as you." Elena agreed tilting her chin up so she could kiss him briefly.
"I think you should put that to the side for a few minutes and eat the lunch that I made especially for you." Damon told her taking the paper from her and putting it on the far side of her desk before spinning her chair to face him.
"I'm starving and that smells incredible." Elena pointed out.
"Of course it does, I made it." Damon laughed tossing the foil into the garbage can underneath her desk.
"Well thank you. It looks and smells wonderful." She told him kissing him once more as he reclined in the chair he was seated in.
Elena twirled some of the pasta around her fork and stuffed it into her mouth before spearing a shrimp and nibbling on that as well.
"This is so good." Elena moaned at the homemade alfredo sauce and the pasta with shrimp.
"I figured it would be." He murmured as he stole a shrimp off her plate and stuffed it in his mouth. She mock glared at him as she heard someone approach.
"Elena, um I need a favour." Anthony asked shooting a small smile at Damon.
"What's up?" She asked wiping her face with a napkin.
"I hope I'm not overstepping any boundaries here, and if the answer is no just say it. I can figure something else out." He told her wringing his fingers together. Damon looked at him suspiciously and Elena looked curious.
"Okay, you're scaring me here, what do you need?" She asked laughing.
"Okay, remember how you told me how awful your grandmother was?" He asked.
"Yeah, what about her?" Elena asked confused as to how her grandmother involved Anthony. Damon sat stoically beside her listening to the conversation.
"Well mine is worse. My grandmother's favourite past time is whining about how I have never had a girlfriend. She berates me and tells me I have to get out more because she wants to have great grandchildren before she dies. My brother, Travis, gets it too but for completely different ways. But anyways more to the point, I just got off the phone with her and it's her birthday party this weekend. Friday. I don't think I can take another family get together where I'm constantly being chastised because I don't have a girlfriend. I know it's not fair to ask but do you think it would be possible for you to come to the party with me and pretend to be my girlfriend?" He asked shifting his gaze downward and not staring at either Elena or Damon. Elena glanced at Damon and he shrugged his shoulders.
"Um can I discuss this with my fiancee first and then get back to you in a few minutes?" Elena asked just needing to make sure he'd be fine with her pretending to be her friends girlfriend for a day.
"Sure, I'll be in my office if you need to find me." He told her smiling warmly at her. "Oh Damon, if you're okay with this, please know I would take care of her and I wouldn't do anything inappropriate to her. My family knows just how shy I am and they wouldn't expect me to touch her or kiss her in their presence. I can absolutely guarantee nothing would happen, she would only be my "girlfriend" in title not in actions." Anthony assured Damon before walking out.
"I know you shrugged which usually means you're fine with it, but I just want to make sure. I won't do it if it makes you uncomfortable. It's just, he's my friend and I know how it feels to have an overly controlling grandmother." Elena started.
"Look, we're getting married. I trust you. If you want to help your friend then go ahead. Just don't forget about your dads birthday celebration at the Lake House Saturday and Sunday night." Damon told her.
"Are you actually fine with this?" She asked.
"Yeah. Where is Anthony from?" He asked.
"Richmond. So it'll probably be an over-nighter." She told him gauging his response.
"Okay. Now run along and tell him you'll be his pretend girlfriend for a day. We'll finally see if your acting skills have improved." He told her.
"Why are you being so good about this?" She asked curiously.
"Because I trust you. End of story. This trust is a whole new experience for me and I really like it." He assured her. Elena beamed at him and bent down to kiss him passionately. She didn't deepen the kiss but kissed him hard. Crushing his lips with hers with her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
"I'll be right back." She told him after breaking the kiss. He slapped her ass as she walked away causing her to shoot a look at him over her shoulder as she walked to Anthony's office.
She knocked on the door and saw him on his phone with a frown on his face. He waved her in with a flourish of his hand and a smile on his face. She heard Anthony say goodbye to whoever was on the other end of the phone, assuming it was someone from his family with the way he spoke.
"I'll come with you." Elena told him smiling.
"Are you sure? It's not going to hurt your relationship with Damon?" Anthony asked concerned.
"No. He's fine with it, it's definitely one of the reasons I love him so much." Elena told him.
"Is he okay that we might have to spend the night?" Anthony asked.
"I told him that I assumed it would be and he was fine with it too. We trust each other implicitly, I would never do something to hurt him and he would never do anything to hurt me." Elena explained.
"Perfect. I'll cal l my grandma and tell her that I'm coming with a girlfriend." Anthony exclaimed happily.
"We should discuss our story before we go too. I want us to have the same story so we don't get caught in a lie." Elena suggested.
"That's a good idea. How about this? You were engaged to a man you were passionately in love with but the two of you broke up. You're still in love with him but are slowly opening up to me. That way if you don't want to be separated from your engagement ring, you can wear it on the chain around your neck and then they won't question it too much when I tell them that we broke up. I can just say that you and Damon worked out your misunderstanding." Anthony suggested, proud at his level of genius.
"You would be okay with "dating" someone who wasn't really into you?" Elena asked cautiously.
"Sure, we're not really dating Elena. Our story can be that I am hoping that you will want to be more with me, but I'm comfortable with waiting until you're ready to take the next step." Anthony told her.
"Thanks Anthony. But I better get back to Damon. He will love the story we're going with." Elena told him smiling. He smiled back as she left the office
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At the end of the day Damon walked her out to her car as she talked endlessly about flowers and cakes.
"I'm so happy I'm not going to pick out flowers for the wedding with you." Damon sighed happily.
"I bet you are. I have to spend the next couple hours with my grandma and without you. My life sucks." She sighed as unlocked the doors to her car.
"Will you want dinner when you get home?" He asked leaning against the side of her car.
"No, I think we'll probably grab something after we're done with the wedding stuff." Elena decided.
"How about a nice long bubble bath when you get home?" He asked running his hands up her arms.
"Only if you're in there with me." She decided lacing her fingers with his and stepping on her tip toes to press a kiss to his lips.
"I thought that was a given." He murmured against her lips.
"I'm glad it was. But I better go, my mom and grandma are meeting me at the florist right now. We had an appointment scheduled for 4 and one at the bakery for 5. With any luck it will only take me an hour to pick out flowers and cake." She said.
"Well you got your wedding dress in one pick, so it shouldn't be too hard. Any ideas of what you want?" Damon asked.
"No clue. How about you? Any choices for center pieces or anything?" She asked hopefully.
"I'm completely useless when it comes to flowers, I hate to say it but you're on your own for this one." He told her pecking her lips once more.
"That's okay. How about cake, or desserts?" She asked again.
"How about we do desserts. I have a few that I adore that I would like to make for the wedding. I'm sure your mom has some too and anyone else who wants to supply squares to the wedding can bring what they want." He suggested.
"That sounds good to me. How about food?" Elena asked.
"Are you meeting with a caterer too?" Damon asked.
"Not today, but I could make it a really quick meeting if I come up with what I want now." Elena shrugged.
"I think we should get a large variety of food because not everyone likes the same things. The one thing I've noticed over the past many weddings I've crashed is that not everyone likes roast beef or ham. Get a variety of main courses and then everyone will be happy." He suggested.
"Sounds good to me although that will cost a bit more than I budgeted for." Elena sighed.
"It's okay. Money is no object for this wedding. We're only doing this once so it better be exactly what you want." He told her brushing a tendril of hair out of her face.
"Okay, but I really have to go. I'm late." She said glancing at her watch.
"Get out of here, I'll be waiting at home with a hot bubble bath." He told her letting her get into the car.
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"I'm so sorry I'm late." Elena called when she rushed into the florist shop.
"No problem dear we haven't been waiting that long." Miranda assured her daughter.
"Are you joking Miranda, we have been waiting for 15 minutes." Beatrice scoffed.
"She was leaving work mother, she probably got held up." Miranda hissed to her mother.
"It's alright, let's just get this over with. I'm going to have a hot bubble bath and my wonderful fiancee waiting for me when I get home." Elena told the as the florist brought over books filled with center pieces and bouquets they could make.
"Do you have any ideas of what you want?" The woman asked Elena.
"I have a question actually, have you ever saw a wedding where there were two different schemes? Like the centrepieces and the bouquets don't actually match?" Elena asked while Beatrice's eyes widened in disgust.
"I've never seen it but depending on the flowers it could be beautiful. What are you thinking?" She asked Elena curiously.
"Well I absolutely adore daisy's. I love them, they're my favourite flower and I want them in my bouquets and my bridesmaids. But ever since I was a little girl, I have wanted to go with red and white roses with baby's breath for the center pieces. I want the ceremony to be all spring like and pretty, while the reception to be romantic." Elena explained.
"You know exactly what you want don't you?" She asked laughing.
"I can see it in my head, but I don't know if it would actually work." Elena told her.
"It would work, having two different themes so to speak at the wedding." The florist told her.
"Really?" Elena asked happily. Miranda stood behind Elena smiling, she was happy that Elena was getting exactly what she wanted for her wedding while Beatrice was silently fuming.
"Yes, so you would like a daisy filled bouquet, what colour ribbons would you like holding the flowers together?" The florist asked filling out an order form.
"White. I want the ceremony to be all spring like and pure." Elena answered.
"May I ask where you're getting married?" She asked curiously of the young girl who knew exactly what she wanted for her
wedding.
"At the plantation just outside of town. I drove by and decided to check in and they said I could rent it. It's been around since the 1800's." Elena said of her new plan to marry in a plantation that was around when Damon was a child. They cancelled their reservation for the Miss Mystic Falls hall, and rented that instead.
"That will be lovely. Are you marrying inside or out?" She asked.
"Outside. It will be nice outside since it's June 4th, we're moving the reception inside to the massive ballroom." Elena explained.
"Very nice. So for the reception flowers you said red and white roses?" She asked.
"Yes. The plantation has 20 small tables that we can use, and that will be lots. We're not having a huge wedding. So I need one center piece for each of those tables, and one for our table. We're sitting at a table alone with our wedding party at the one next to ours. So I guess we'll need 21 centrepieces." Elena told them as the woman wrote numbers down.
"Now what is your colour scheme for the reception?" She asked.
"Dark red, white and black. I thought the colours were romantic." Elena told her.
"They are. Well, I will make the centrepieces with those colours. Now how about boutonnieres and corsages?" She asked.
"White or red roses with baby's breath." Elena spoke seamlessly. Elena could hear Beatrice muttering from behind her, obviously not liking Elena's choices.
"Perfect. I can put this order in and have it back to you just before June 4th. Feel free to let me know if you would like to make any changes." The woman said taking the order and putting it in a binder labelled "orders."
"Thank you so much. I never imagined this whole wedding planning business would be going so well." Elena laughed.
"You are very fortunate then Miss Gilbert." She said smiling.
"Thank you." Elena said standing up and slinging her purse over her head.
"We'll meet you at the bakery." Miranda told Elena as the three of them started walking out of the florist shop.
"Okay." Elena answered walking towards your car.
"Your flowers are awful Elena. You are far too young to plan your own wedding." Beatrice told Elena, in a tone that showed how much she disapproved.
"I think I'm doing just fine. Like Damon told me, we're only doing this once so it has to be exactly how I want it to be." Elena recalled.
When they got to the bakery, Beatrice was in a foul mood. The three women walked through the door and were immediately greeted by an elderly man.
"Miss Gilbert I presume. " He said offering Elena his hand.
"Yes, I'm Elena. We're here to pick out a wedding cake." She said.
"Of course. Do you know what you want?" He asked.
"I want three levels one of which has to be angels food." She inputted.
"Certainly, how about the other two?" He asked pulling an ordering sheet from the wall.
"Devils food cake as well. As for the third level... how about just a simple white cake." Elena decided.
"You are the easiest customer I've ever had. Any idea of how you want the cake to look?" He asked.
"I want it to be simple and romantic. I would love white roses on it." She decided.
"We do this one, it's very smoothly iced. Three tiers, white ribbon wrapped around each tier with roses on either side." He showed her an image.
"Wow that is perfect. Would it be possible to sprinkle a chocolate powder on top of it?" She asked.
"Of course." He told her.
"I think it would look beautiful if you put it on a larger the necessary tray and sprinkled red rose petals around it also." Miranda suggested. Elena looked at her mom for a moment before grinning.
"That is perfect. Thanks mom." Elena cheered.
"Would you like to order this cake?" The baker asked.
"Definitely. My God, something is bound to go wrong eventually. This is going so smooth." Elena sighed happily.
"You're so lucky darling." Miranda assured her daughter squeezing her shoulder.
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Elena smiled when she parked in her spot in front of the house. She was exhausted, dinner with her mom and grandma was tense. Miranda and Elena had maintained a steady stream of happy conversation but every time Beatrice opened her mouth she put down a decision Elena made for the wedding from her choice of groom to her choice of cake. It was really beginning to piss Elena off. There was only so much she could take. She glanced at the clock on the console of her car and sighed. 7:00. The time she said she'd be home when she told Damon. She knew there was a bath running for her upstairs so she got out of the car. Elena had texted Damon before she left the bakery telling him she was on her way. He promised to have the cake ready for when she got there. When she walked through the front door she didn't see or hear him anywhere so she walked up the stairs. She found him in the bathroom sitting in the tub with frothy bubbles surrounding him.
"Hey, how was it?" He asked when she walked in.
"I ordered both flowers and cake so it was a success. My grandma was a nightmare however." She sighed.
"Well then let me fix it. Take off your clothes and get your sexy ass in here with me." He told her. She smiled at him and did as he said, taking her clothes off and dropping them in a pile in the middle of the floor. She stepped into the freestanding tub and settled herself on the other side of him. He took one of her feet in hand and started massaging it, she hung her head back against the back of the tub as he worked magic on the soles of her feet.
"Oh God, baby that feels so good." She moaned. Her moan had him hardening in no time. His seemingly innocent actions turned hot in just a second.
"Don't moan like that. If you do I won't be responsible for my actions." He warned her. She pulled her foot from his lap and slipped over to his side of the tub.
"What would your actions be?" She asked casually.
"Care to find out?" He asked rubbing small circles into her hips.
"I'm always eager to see how you would punish me." She murmured, taking his lower lip into her mouth and nibbling at it before releasing it. He slid his hands up her body and over her breasts stopping to tweak her nipples a bit before making the return trip back down her body. His hands stroked over her hips and thighs before snaking in between her thighs. He massaged small circles into the skin on her inner thighs and she bit her lip. He was so close to where he needed her most.
So close.
"Please." She begged desperate to be touched from him.
"Please what?" He asked, trying to make her more comfortable to tell him exactly what she wanted.
"I want your fingers in me and on my clit." She told him, her voice huskier than usual.
"Ask and you shall receive." He told her as he pressed on her clit with his thumb and pushed his index finger inside her heat. He immediately started thrusting them within her and she bit into his shoulder to muffle the curse words. She reached down into the water and took hold of his firm erection and stroked it at a pace designed to get him off quickly.
"Elena... Elena... fuck." He moaned as he thrust his hips up as he continued playing with her.
"I'm so fucking close." She sighed. He pinched her clit and she went off like a firecracker, she screamed his name and squeezed his dick almost too hard as she buried her head in his chest.
"Feel better?" He asked.
"A bit but I want you still. I want you inside my pussy." She told him.
"I was just inside your pussy." He reminded her, wiggling his fingers in front of her face.
"I want your massive dick inside my pussy." She corrected him.
"Well since my dick desperately wants to be inside you, I think that will work out for both of us. I don't know if you can tell but I'm massively hard and desperate to come." He told her.
"I can feel it." She told him gripping him firmly in her hand again as she guided him to her entrance. She shut her eyes tightly as her body took all of him inside her. She was still sensitive from her first orgasm but he felt so good inside her.
"For God sakes Elena, you have to fucking move." He hissed. His erection was aching. It was twitching and he was so desperate for orgasm. She closed the distance between their lips as she started moving along his hard cock. He was hard as a steel rod inside her and she knew he wouldn't be able to hold back his orgasm for long.
"Oh God! You feel so fucking good inside me. Shit." She moaned as she rode him. Water was splashing over the side of the tub as she rode him feverishly. He cupped her breasts in his hand and leaned forward and took a pebbled nipple into his mouth.
"Your skin tastes so fucking good Elena." He moaned as he jerked his hips up into her.
"Do you want to come baby?" She asked her voice sexy and low.
"You come first." He told her as he fought back his orgasm. He wasn't too fond of denying himself his own orgasm but for the girl he loved, he would do it. She had to get her pleasure first. He pinched and softly twisted her nipple with one hand while his other hand disappeared under the water and flicked her clit. She screamed and started riding him faster than before. He could feel her feminine walls start clenching around him knowing the end was very near for her.
"Damon!" She called as she fell off the precipice. She collapsed into his arms as her orgasm washed through her. He fell off the cliff with her, holding her in his arms as he exploded inside of her. He kissed the top of her head when the final waves of his orgasm washed through him.
"Wow." She sighed happily. They sat in silence for a couple moments, him still inside her when Elena suddenly let out a giggle.
"What?" He asked opening his eyes to see her eyes dancing.
"Where'd all the water go?" She asked of the partially empty tub.
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