Black Velvet
Chapter 14 - The Aftergasm
R-M
*Thank you supporters. Please let me know your expectations for them... Enjoy this chapter as the story begins to dig deeper into Bamon.
Bonnie pulled into the parking garage of the downtown building. She and Kat receive alerts via emails the building had been reopened for business. She had yet to speak to Kat, but she was looking forward to seeing her today after trying to reach her two days ago, and receiving no answer. Primped in a new outfit, Damon had brought to her, during her night of pampering, she stepped out of Damon's black Mercedes S-Class, looking like million bucks. From her nude Manolo Blahnik heels to her black skirt and nude sheer top with black laced bustier underneath. Her, beautiful hair, from the night before, however, was in a clean, low ponytail, and she wore sunglasses to shield her face from the bright LA sun. As she sounded the alarm to her car, her body sent a small spasm through her core from her center, and she cringed feeling her aftergasm. "Holy hell."
She carried her brief case in one hand and a cup holder with Starbucks for she and Kat. Hers being an Espresso Macchiato for the caffeine her body needed. She tried to appear oblivious as she strolled into the building and headed to her office, but her office only had a couple of girls in today, that she and Kat could notify last minute come in and she made it there before Kat.
Once she sat the coffee down, she turned to look at the mess of paper work she had no recollection of making. She went through her papers and looked at them in no particular order. She luckily had things backed up at home. She stooped down and started picking things up, and relished in the silence, her body and head ached. But mostly her inner thighs ached.
(Flashback to last 8 hours with Maestro)
"Harder Schiavetto. Fuck me harder." He yelled.
"God, I can't. I'm fucking exhausted." She breathed out. He put his hands on her hips and pulled her into him harder. "Oh... my... I HATE YOU!"
"GOOD! Watch your mouth." He grabbed her by her bound arms and held her on his rod, forcing her to sit through an almost orgasm. He watched her face as she squeezed her eyes shut trying to bite back profanity.
"Unbind my wrists."
"Excuse me!"
"Please?'
"No." he said and moved his thumb back to her sensitive, little, pleasure zone. All of that beautiful blown out hair was now all over her face, looking wild again. With one hand on her clit and the other combing her hair out of her face he watched her eyes role to the back of her head. "Take it Schiavetto. Take it like a good girl." Bonnie almost swallowed her lip whole, trying to control herself.
(End flashback)
As she remembered, her triggered erogenous zone, spasmed, giving her an orgasm on the spot. "Oh gosh. Mmm. Fuck me." She sang out.
"What in the fuck is happening in here?" Kat said barging in Bonnie office, with a face only a best friend can appreciate. Bonnie looked up with big eyes, and mouth agape. Even with sunglasses on, Kat could see her wide eyes through her shades. "Bonnie fucking Bennett! Where in the fuck have you been where I can't reach you by got damn phone the past two days?"
Bonnie was thrown off by her orgasm, she was stuck. "Umm. Umm. I just... I called you two days ago. Six times! I called you and you didn't answer."
"Well, I don't have missed calls, nor do I have voice mails."
"I didn't leave voice mails. I realized how selfish I was being, trying to call you right after your engagement, so after the sixth call, I stopped calling and turned my phone off realizing you were making beautiful love all weekend."
"What about my texts and Voicemails?"
"Truth be told my phone is still dead. I was pretty busy the last couple of days." Bonnie looked pained. "But umm, tell me all about you and Lijah's post engagement fun time. Is sex with your fiancé different than sex with your boyfriend?"
"The fucking is better. I'll admit. But I only had sex with him once, and then he fucking left me."
Bonnies eyes darted at Kat, under hard large black shades, and she screamed, "WHAT?"
"Bonnie, I screwed up. I was feeling like being honest the morning after the engagement. I thought I needed to come clean, because he deserved it, and I told him about all of my doubts-"
"No, you didn't."
"And all of my fears-"
"No, you didn't. Kat please tell me that you didn't decide the morning after he proposed to..."
"Tell him that I cheated on him? Yes. I did. I told him about the random hookups. But I apologized. Like, I apologized in a legit way. I meant it, but he left." Kat started to cry. Bonnie stood up and immediately hugged her best friend. "Oh, my god. I'm such a fuck up."
"No. you aren't. You made a mistake. If I'm being honest, I did tell you to get your shit together, but that's neither here nor there." Bonnie laughed. "We are going to fix this. The important thing, is you have to believe what you did was wrong, but for all of the right reasons. You need to be convincing of knowing what you want, and speak to him. He's the type of man who appreciates honesty. Are you sure, he's who you want?"
"Yes. I'm positive, I only want Elijah. I only want him."
"Then we need to fix this, and we need him to know, your human, and you may have made a mistake, but it was because you are afraid. You've never been loved by someone the way he loves you and in that love, you become fearful because you aren't used to it. It doesn't rectify what you've done, but it proves how much loving him scares you, but that if you could have one more chance to be the woman he needs, you'll be all of that and more." Bonnie said, with more emotion than Kat expected. Kat started crying some more.
"Oh, my god, bitch. Where were you this weekend? I needed you. Fucking Elena. I mean I think she tried, but damnit, if all we didn't do was drink and talk about the mistakes we've made."
"Wow, you and Elena hung out. That's a huge step in the right direction."
"Not really. You know she's so selfish. She only came because what she needed she couldn't talk to her best friend about. Or her boyfriend. She fucked Tyler at the engagement party."
"What? No!"
"Yes. In the shower of the bathroom at Elijah's place." Bonnie started cracking up laughing. And she wiped Kat's tears as Kat started to laugh too. "Right? She and I fucked up."
"In all fairness, Elena messed up royally. She cheated on her boyfriend with her best friend's man. Not to mention, after you made out with him already. So, she's like triple sketchy." Bonnie's smiled.
"She's into him too."
"Oh gosh. No way. What happened to the stick in the butt Elena we've come to know and love?"
"She removed that stick and replaced it with Tyler's dick." They both laughed.
"Geez, your mouth today is very, very profane. Here, I got you a coffee. Put that in there, and take a breather."
"Since when do you care about my trucker mouth, Sailor?"
"I don't. I just need some coffee myself I can't process a whole lot right now. Was your office ransacked too? Look at this mess I came in to?"
"Wow, I don't know. Let me check." As Kat walked out of the office to check she shouted back to Bonnie, "By the way I brought chocolate donuts!"
"Of course, you did." Bonnie looked at the mess on her floor and stopped focusing on it. "Clarissa!"
A young girl came running. "Yes, Ms. Bennett."
"Call my assistant, and tell her she's not needed today. My phone is totally dead."
"Okay. Anything else Ms. Bennett?"
"Yes. You and the other girls take the day off. You guys have been working diligently from home on your review assignments. Why don't you girls finish your morning tasks and head out before ten."
"You sure Ms. Bennett? I'm available for anything you need?"
"I'm good, Ms. Pierce and I have some things to take care of."
oOo
"Mr. Salvatore, are you sure you want to finalize these documents?" Damon sat across from his lawyer, and had one leg hiked across the other. He was well sated, although not well rested. He was the most relaxed he'd been in a while. Maybe, he was high on her, and the way he felt when he was with her. He couldn't get images out of his head of the last eight hours they spent together.
(Flash back from the last 8 hours with Schiavetto)
His muscular arms held her fragile body in a heated, sweaty debate, testing their wills. His dominance, her submission, everything being exchanged was so balanced, he knew she was the yin to his yang. Even if he wanted to feel her delicate hands gripping his biceps, he was having fun controlling her. As she rode him, he sat up and let his arms roam her body, in between holding her. He watched her bare beautiful chest rise and fall as she lost and caught breath continuously. He looked at the beaded sweat on her breast, and watched as it dripped from her nipple to his abs. Her sweat, was a part of him.
"Look down, Schiavetto." He said watching them connect.
She was out of breath, and she lowered her head to see them, but she could barely see. "Kiss me. Stop torturing me."
"Are you asking me or telling me?"
"Please?"
He pulled her face in and stuffed his tongue down her throat. Then she grabbed his bottom lip with her teeth and gently pulling back. She kept playing with his lips, and he let his hands wander her body. His hands roamed until they met her backside, and once again, his troublesome fingers went towards her back entrance.
"No. Please?" She moaned into his mouth, and he just ate her moans with his greedy need for robbing her of her oxygen. Suddenly she felt his middle finger enter her from the back. "Mmm. You asshole."
SMACK!
"You mean, your asshole." He said mockingly.
His other hand smacked her ass. But she loved it. He could tell, because the second he did it, she rode him harder, and faster. Then he kissed her again, wanting to fill every single one of her openings with him.
"Oh, you fucking, cock sucker!"
"What did you say to me?" He glared.
"You fucking cocksucker. You torture me, so good. GOD! You're inside of me, and I can't take it." She rolls her hips into him harder, and his finger goes into her further and she screams.
"Please, please... LET ME FUCKING CUM?"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Damon was greedy with the power of her pleasure in his hands, and he was becoming a dictator. Because he was addicted to the high he got from her moaning, crying, begging, and needing him. He watched her need to cum, and he put another finger into her from the back.
"I HATE YOU!"
He smiled wickedly, and she kept screaming his praises as she rode his body.
"You really hate me?" He asked.
"No. I couldn't if I tried." He took her lips hostage again.
(End)
"Yes, I'm sure. Add her to it all."
"This is a very specified request. Both of these documents basically-"
"I know exactly what I'm doing. You suggested I have someone else other than just my brother, and she is the someone else."
"Okay. Perfect. Listen, if you trust her, I do. You're particular with who and how you trust. So, I'm sure you didn't think of this lightly."
"No, it was actually kind of easy." His secretary called his office, "Mr. Salvatore, your brother is here to see you."
"Send him in."
Stefan walked in. "Hey Oliver. What a surprise."
"Stefan, I was just finalizing some paper work with your brother. I should head out now. But it's good to see you. Let's all get together soon. Poker night?"
"Yes. Sounds good." Stefan said as he came in to sit at Damon's desk as Olivier was heading out.
"Thanks Oliver. I'll be in touch."
"Anytime, Mr. Salvatore." He said walking out.
"To what do I owe this, pleasure?"
"I thought I'd see how things went?"
"With?"
"You left the party the other night, with Kol Mikaelson's wife, over your shoulder." He laughed.
"Bonnie Bennett. Let's call her Bonnie Bennett." He said sarcastically.
"What's happening between you and Bonnie?"
"We are friends. She's, my good friend." Damon said with a straight face.
"Why'd you carry her out of that house, knowing anyone could have seen you?"
"I didn't care, I drank too much. I do stupid things sometimes."
"No, you don't. You think everything out carefully. Listen, I came here because my womanizing brother, whose never been able to look at a woman like his equal, looked at her that way. You talk about her a lot. I'm just curious, what is it between you two?"
"She, and I are getting to know each other. She's, become a very good friend of mine."
"Yeah. Well, our mother, is in town. She wants to see you this time around."
"Mother? What mother? I don't have a mother."
"Damon, she wants to spend Christmas and New Years in LA."
"Good for her."
"She wants to see us."
"Stefan, you going to see her, go ahead."
"Damon, she has cancer!" Stefan yelled and Damon's face snapped towards his brother. Stefan hated having to yell such horrible information to his brother.
"What?"
"Yes. I'm sorry I had to tell you like that, but it's true. And she wants to reconnect. She trying."
"Trying? After all she put us through. What she took from us? You want me to sit with her, like nothing!" Damon got louder, but tried not to yell in his office.
"Damon, I'm not saying you need to hurry and forgive or even forget. I'm asking you to act like you're not angry for a week. One week." Stefan stood up walking to his brother.
"She's dead to me. She's. Dead. To me."
"I get it. But if you and I deal with the blow together, like we did when she walked out on us, it may feel less intolerable. We were thinking of going to Big Bear. Bring Bonnie. It'll be, very relaxed."
"No! Stefan, you out of your got damn mind? She is a heartless b**** mmmph!" He hated using profanity.
"Damon, she may not be here next year. Maybe you can bring Bonnie. I was asking about her, because I haven't seen you with anyone, like with her. Maybe, it'll soften the anger. And don't you want her to meet Lily?"
"No. Why would I put her through that?"
"You get one mother, Damon." Damon's jaws locked and ticked. He was angry.
"You brought me this on a got damn Tuesday! I could've really waited to hear this on Friday, so I could make my mind forget it by Saturday."
oOo
"Did you ever get your car from Elijah's place?" Kat asked.
"No."
"Are we going to ignore the fact that you spent the last forty-eight hours with Damon?"
"Yes. We are."
"Why?"
"Because, I'm quite sure, you can get an idea what happened this weekend." Bonnie said still wearing her sunglasses.
"What if I told you Elijah mercy punished me yesterday? Like came to my condo, jumped in my shower, and punished me, and left before he made me cum. Oh... AND, told me I can't call him Keeper anymore."
"Are you kidding me? Is that a break-up? No, can't be, you still have the ring." Bonnie asked looking at the ring. "It's so gorgeous."
"Yeah, I have the ring, but we are back to... master/pet status."
"Difference?"
"I get no special privileges. It's like the beginning stages when a dom gets to know their sub."
"Lijah is playing with you girl. He wants you to fight for this. He wants you to work and show him, how much you love him. Why don't you go pick my car up for me?" Bonnie asked, going through and organizing the paper work on her office.
"Because I'm not crazy. He'll look at me like I'm shameful."
"You're exaggerating. He will not. Kat, put your big girl panties on and go speak to that man. Maybe he's the dominant, but be assertive in your emotions. Let him know how you feel. You can do this. He loves you so much, that maybe he just wants to see you fight harder." Kat ate two donuts at this point and looked at her ring, sitting on Bonnie chair, with her legs on Bonnie's desk.
"Password Bon?"
"M-a-e-s-t-r-o-D-S."
"What the FUCK does that mean?"
"Nothing." Bonnie's kept trying to avoid talking about Damon, to avoid thinking about him, to avoid triggering her continuous orgasm.
"Funny. You giving me advice about being emotionally assertive. Does Damon know you're practically in love with him?" Kat asked checking work emails, on Bonnie's computer.
"Yes." Bonnie said without thinking. Kat turned slowly towards Bonnie.
"What did you just say?"
"What?"
"Did you just say, you told Damon you loved him?"
Bonnie sighed. "We're really doing this?"
"Yes. We are. What happened this weekend?"
"Uhh, we kissed, and flirted, and talked, and laughed, he made me submit to him, he cooked for me, washed me, massaged me, did I mention screwed me into submission, bound my hands, tied them to the bed post, choked me, slapped me, spanked me, stuck his sneaky got damn fingers in my asshole (sigh), he made me freaking submit, he controlled my orgasms, and messed with my head, he tormented me, then pampered me," she was running out of breath trying to get it all out in one or two breaths, "He made love to me, teased made me, gave me multiple orgasms, I'm currently suffering from something called a continuous orgasm, he pulled my hair, did I mention made me SUBMIT? We practiced depth penetration, we said I love you, watched pretty woman, talked a lot, drank a little, had hours of lazy moments, we fought, and screamed, and-"
"Back up, back up!" Kat said with her mouth right back agape after she spoke. "You and Damon said, I love you?"
"It's complicated."
"No, it's not, you either said it or you didn't. Who said it first? That matters. That really matters" Kat said stuffing her face with her third donut.
"I did, and-"
"Did you mean it?"
"I did. I think. I mean I said it and I meant it, then I think about it, and I'm like... confused. First, I said it mid orgasm, so that's probably a problem."
"Well, under normal circumstances I'd say yes, but not for you. You said it, and you meant it. What about him?"
"So, after it was all said and done, I was talking to him, as we lay there. I told him I meant what I said. Then he said, he loved me too."
"Oh, my gosh Bonnie. You and Damon, totally fell for each other. And I feel like it all went over my head. I mean, I saw it, and I knew it could happen, but is it weird I don't recollect it?"
"Not really. He and I shared a lot of private moments, and connected on those levels for nearly three months. And then..." Bonnie clenched the muscles in her body and grabbed her stomach as she felt the pulsating sensation of an orgasm hit her, as she spoke about Damon. "Mmmmm, gaaahhh... hmmm. Oh, my God."
Kat watched Bonnie with confusion. "Bonbon, are you okay?"
"God, I freakin' hate him, sooooo much."
Kat grabbed Bonnie's body and felt her tense up as she touched her, "What the?"
"He did this to me, it's like the tenth time this morning." Kat pulled off Bonnie's sunglasses.
"I'm sick of talking to your sunglasses, what kind of hangover do you- Bonnie! Your eyes are red. How much did you sleep?"
"I think I slept about forty-five minutes. An hour. Maybe? He didn't let me sleep, he kept me up all night. He just, has the energy of a teenage boy. We took breaks, we did. To eat and shower, and talk. But those last eight hours... were different. We barely spoke, but we communicated so much."
(Flash back last 8 hours)
"Oh God, yes. Right there. Do you like it when I ride you like that?" She asked, shortly after he took the tape off her wrists.
"Yes." He said allowing his eyes to close as his head dropped back. Bonnie used one hand to put pressure on his abs, and the other she used to put her fingers into his mouth. Once he played with them with for a few minutes, she used them on her nipples and got very much into her position on top of him.
When she felt her second orgasm coming, both of her hands flew to her head, and the slender fingers of hers pulled at her hair, and as her stomach tightened, he sat up and wrapped his arms around her. The sweat of their bodies rubbed together, and they felt like a slip and slide. He loved how his wet stomach connected to hers and they shared the salty sweat of their pores.
"Oh... mmm." He fought her orgasm, and pushed into her harder. Once her orgasm peaked and fell, he pushed into her harder forcing another orgasm out of her. He did it until she had her third and fourth orgasm, and when her arms collapsed over his shoulders he stood them up and walked her to the bathroom and still inside of her, until he stood her up and turned her body over, bending her over and bending his knees until his face met her kitty, and he started to finger her, feeling her swell around his fingers. "Stop. Please." Her fifth orgasm hit, her and her knees buckled.
Bonnie turned around and slapped Damon across his face. He looked at her like she was crazy. "I'm tired." He stood up and slapped her back.
She held her cheek and looked at him with a pained look. "You want a break Schiavetto? Then say the safe word."
"Four hours of controlling my orgasms, and an hour of wearing me down, and all I had to say was "pickles?"
"Yes. You know the rule." She rolled her eyes and collapsed into his shoulder.
"Pickles."
He laughed softly at her exhaustion.
He picked her up and carried her to the play house. He took her to an all-white room where the only other color was the lavender scented candles. He sat her inside of the heated tub, and ran the water over her body. She lay unable to move. Her muscles weaken and she just lay lifeless as the tub filled. He smiled at her as she dozed in and out of sleep. He lit the candles and turned the light out. Then he slipped out of the bathroom and grabbed some pants. He took his time bathing her. They didn't speak much. He just watched her, and adored her and she kept her eyes closed until she felt him staring.
"Damon? What are you thinking?"
"I don't want you to leave." He said quietly.
"I don't want to leave. For the first time, I feel, normal. As abnormal as this way of life is, for once, I feel at home in my skin. Thanks to you." They sat in the very dimly lit bathroom, filled with the scent of lavender. She grabbed for his hand as he sat quietly, penetrating the blank space of the walls with his eyes. "Damon, if you are willing to get to know me, I'm willing to get to know you. I know, we are virtual strangers, in terms of time, but in terms of feeling, it feels like I've known you... my entire life."
He reciprocated her grab and the desolation in his eyes lit a little, and he leaned in and kissed her. "I should finish bathing you, so you can get some sleep while you can. In two and a half hours, I'm officially out of commission. Then you have until 6 to sleep. So, if we go to bed in half an hour, you can sleep for four hours. She grabs his arm and pulls him into her.
Her hand wraps around his neck and she kisses him. She kisses him, until his body is so close to hers, "Sweet pea, I'm losing my footing." She pulled until he fell into her bath water. "Your body should be tired." They both laughed.
"I am very exhausted. However, I just want to, hold you. You seem upset. It bothers me to see you, so distraught." She told him softly.
"Pulling me into this water was a mistake." He landed between her legs and their eyes were connected, as their noses touched. He moved his mouth to her neck and started kissing. The second she felt his kiss, her body sent a signal to her brain that she was feeling utter pleasure, and Bonnie felt another orgasm. Damon took full advantage, and continued what he did in the bathroom, of his bedroom. He put his fingers inside of her and curled them until he met her G-spot. He massaged her G-spot and clit at the same time, gently. Instead of spasming, Bonnie's exhausted body clenched, and she cried, in pleasure. Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she felt some form of comfort she'd never felt.
He touched her gently and just watched her have a calming experience. He watched her body, enter into another orgasm, but in a blissful, and peaceful state, and he took his time. Making it relaxing, and giving. His lips connected to hers and she cried. "You're everything, Damon." And she gripped his arm, with her two hands, feeling his muscles work as he touched her. She rose and peaked in a blissful manner, and she felt a part of her get absolutely lost in this beautifully dark man. "I trust you with my body, Damon. Thank you, for giving that to me. Thank you for giving me something, that I thought I lost for forever. Trusting a man with my body." She said looking him in the eyes. He smiled and pulled his hand out of her gently. Appropriately kissing her cheek and nuzzling his face near hers for a few minutes of silence.
"Thank you, for giving me reason."
"Reason, for what?" She looked at him.
"Just, reason."
(End)
"So, what are you guys going to do about it?"
"I don't know, Kat. I have to be very careful. You know how Kol is. He's, not very forgiving. Everything involving me and Damon has to be done carefully. Not to mention, I have always lived my life very carefully. So, after Kol, and I are separated, he can take what he needs. Because I've always made sure that just in case we ever had a bad split, I'd be fine, financially. So, the best thing I can do, is be careful with Kol. This protects both me and Damon. And... If we can keep everything quiet until things are finalized, I can see myself being very happy with Damon."
Bonnie put her sunglasses back on. And again, she stood up, feeling again, his promise to make her suffer without him again. Another genuine shock of orgasmic pleasure. She put her fist to her mouth and bit. "Hmmm." She crossed her legs and took for a few seconds and stood back up. "I want to kill him." She said, walking out of the office, then started shouting to be heard from the next room. "So, the first thing we are going to do, is... you are going to give Lijah space for a week. Every day text him and let him know you are thinking about him. Be sweet and genuine. After a week, we'll see where his headspace is."
"Okay." Kat said, feeling more hope. "Then should I like go to his house in lingerie or something?"
"No, we will see where his headspace is. No jumping into sex. He knows you cheated on him. So, we should remind him of why he fell in love with you. In the beginning of the relationship, he fell in love with the woman, behind the attitude."
"We literally had sex the first night. That night you left us at the restaurant with your sneak, setup."
"Seriously? Oh yeah, you told me. Still Elijah is sophisticated. Maybe we'll setup another cool date for you guys. We'll figure it out."
"I needed you so much the last couple days. Elena, is Elena. That's all I can say. I'm so happy you and I aren't fighting anymore."
"We were never fighting." Bonnie said coming back into the office.
"In my mind, I ended our friendship and cussed you out. We were done, and I was like, sad about how it all went down." Kat said embellishing her words.
"Yeah, except that never happened. I think you truly believe the crazy shit that happens in your head sometimes." Bonnie laughed. "I'm exhausted. My body is sore. Yet, he relaxed me."
"You walk like you have a stick up your ass... wait did he do you in the butt?"
"No. Fingers! However, I'm literally not in pain from that, surprisingly."
"Geez, what did he do to you?"
"He did everything he was supposed to, because I can't stop thinking about him. No matter how hard I try. I miss, him, and want to see his face already. I can't understand how this is happening to me so fast. I'm trying to force my mind to cool it. I hate rushing into things. I just want to take my time and figure out if he and I are a good idea."
"Why wouldn't you be?"
"Kat, I'm just new at this stuff. I haven't dated, or even known what dating is like in over a decade. When Kol and I got together, people still called one another on the phone, and made dates. Now-a-days, people do everything through text and email."
"It's Damon. Just talk to him."
Bonnie sighed. "I can't believe any of this."
"Believe it. I introduced you guys for a reason. I knew, he could make you happy. Enjoy the feeling of happiness. You deserve it."
Just then Bonnie felt another aftergasm, and she almost cried. She buckled where she stood, and just took it for a few seconds. "I really hate him today though. Today, I want to kill him."
"Look I just got another, email." Kat says, "Marymount is cancelling their seminars the for the rest of the year. Which is the next three weeks. The school, forgot about holiday leave, and they will resume seminars in the beginning of the new year."
"Really? Good, I guess. I almost forgot about Christmas. Sheesh. I mean we were so busy Thanksgiving came and went. I didn't even visit my parents."
"Wait, wait, so was Caroline right about Damon?" Bonnie rolled her eyes and her neck at Kat.
"No, you didn't, go there!"
"What? I mean, she was bragging about it, I'm just asking if there was merit?"
Bonnie gave a subtle look at Kat just knew. "Let's just say, I have no complaints."
"Explain to me in Bonbon-Kat language, not this, 'I can't talk like the real bitch that I am' language. I notice you biting your tongue all day and not cursing. Talk to me, and tell me what's up with you and Mr. King of torture. Bonnie took a deep breath and dropped her head back palming her face. When she locked eyes with Kat again, she grinned from ear to ear like a school girl, and got real with her bestie.
"Okay, let's break it down. He eats my pussy like he's starved for it. When his tongue touches me and I melt into his mouth. His fingers are so electrical, that when he touches me, it's like shock therapy. Every time he's inside of me, his dick goes so deep in my stomach, he makes me forget to eat, because I'm full on him. Then he punishes me with his kisses. It's like a drug, I'm addicted to the way he tastes, but... it's the moment he looks me in the eyes," she took a deep breath, "I'm lost in the ocean that is him. He has given me this freedom, this desire, this hope. I'm smiling, right now, because of him. And it's genuine. He's fucking beautiful, Kat. And yes, he's a fucking madman, and I'm lost inside of his darkness. I'm lost in this need I have for him. Not a need, to where I'm depressed without him, no. But the need for his touch, his words, his embrace, his influence, his smile, his laughter. He doesn't even realize how amazing he is, and because of that, I NEED to show him, what I see, when I see him. I've never been addicted to anything, in my entire life, and he has managed, to pull me into his vortex. And I'm happy being lost with him. How long will it last? I don't know. I don't even want to guess. I just want to live it in real time. I can't let Kol, take this from me, like he's taken everything else. I fucking deserve to be happy. Damon Salvatore, does that for me."
Kat's eyes were watery at this point, and so were Bonnie's. "God, Bon. After so many years of being your best friend, I've only ever wanted this for you." She hugged Bonnie, and they were disrupted with a throat clearing at Bonnie's office door.
"Ahem." Bonnie frightened, turns to see electric blue orbs piercing her with intensity and sincerity.
She jumped out of her seat. "Oh God, Damon, how long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough to not hear anything you may, or may not have said about me." He smirked. She wiped her tears, and stood up and Kat stood behind her.
"You're in trouble, Damon Salvatore." Kat said.
"What did I do?" She walked towards him.
"You weren't supposed to be better than I expected. Now, if you break her heart... I'm gonna have to kill you." She hit his shoulder and walked passed him. "Hey, Bon, we've done a lot today. I'm going to call it a day and go home, and get my shit together, so I can repair my relationship." Damon stopped her.
"Wait? You just got engaged." He said.
"Long story. Bon can tell you. Anyways... I'm heading out. I think I need to get a mercy mani/pedi."
"Wait, I need one too."
"No, you need to be right here, while I leave. You are where you're supposed to be. I'm gone. Do you need anything before I go?"
"No. I'll lock up, okay?"
"Sure babe. And get some rest." Kat walked out closing Bonnie door, and shortly after locking up the office so no one could come in distracting Bonnie and Damon.
"So..." she said leaning one hand on her desk and staring at the clock. "It's only been half a day. Is it unnatural that I missed you like crazy?"
"No. I created this world for us, because I wanted you to miss me. I missed you too." He stood in front of her with a red rose. He handed it to her, and she smelled it.
"To what do I owe this surprise?"
"Thank yourself. I just had to see you. Plus, I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Okay, what's up?"
"Well, first, have you spoken to Kol?"
"No. I called him on my way to work, then... he didn't answer. I left a voice mail for him to call me as soon as possible. I didn't try again, because I didn't have my hands free and I didn't know how to hook up my Bluetooth to your car. Nor did I want to screw anything up in that immaculate vehicle of yours." He put both of his hands on her arms and rubbed up and down, as if to warm her up.
"I hope you enjoyed the drive. You can continue using the car, or I can have Gino at your disposal. It's up to you. But as far as Kol is concerned. He needs to be dealt with, like yesterday."
"I should get my car from Elijah's house. About Kol, Yeah. I know, I just have to be careful."
"How careful?" He asked lifting her skirt up.
"Umm. Ooohhh... hmmmm." She said getting hit by another aftergasm. "I'm angry with you. This has been happening throughout the day, and I'm over it now. Every time I think about you or fell the slightest vibration, it happens."
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to make you angry." He begins putting his hand into her panties as he eased his way between her thighs.
"Yes, you did. You meant to anger me. You also meant for me need you. You did it on purpose." She smiled into his kiss.
"So, that whole speech you gave Kat, was that just in relation to your pussy, needing me?"
"Depends, what you heard." She said trying not to be vulnerable.
"You, think I'm amazing?" He whispered in her open mouth as she got ready to moan.
"I mean... you're okay." Sarcasm poured out of her crooked smile.
"Just okay?" He plays with her coaxing her wetness out of her.
"You know, I think you're-"
"What?" He asked as his fingers pushed into her. She moaned softly. Her body was so sensitive right now. "What do you think I am?"
"Maniacal and cocky." She opened her eyes to look at him smirking. "Sometimes self-serving."
"WHAT?" He pulled his fingers out of her.
"You like to punish me. That's self-serving. But..." she reached her lips up to his.
"But what?" He asked pulling away.
"But, you're so very giving as well." She started unbuckling his pants. "Maybe you should let me give to you, today."
"No. I'm in charge, and you're my Schiavetto, not the other way around."
"Shut up. Be a little submissive for once. Let me give you something." She kneeled to begin servicing him, and he watched her slowly. Rubbing his hands through his hair, then through her hair after pulling her ponytail loose. It didn't take long before her hands were fisting him and rotating as her mouth worked the end of his member. She gathered saliva in the back of her throat, and as she took him in to her mouth, she relaxed her throat, filling her mouth with most of him, and pulling out watching the saliva as it stretched from her lips to him. She looked up at him and let him watch her put him back into her mouth. She moaned vibrating her lips on him, and he bit his bottom lip.
"Mmmm." He groaned. Three minutes of letting her control him, was making him want to bend her over and hurt her something awful. She had no idea, Damon's OCD when it came to controlling sex. He worked on being better, he tried allowing her the opportunity, to seem fair. But no matter what, he couldn't let it just be. Which is why when she rode him, he wrapped her wrists. Which is why when he finally unbound her wrists, it lasted a couple minutes before he picked their bodies up. When she last sucked him off, he couldn't let her for more than a few minutes, before he took control. And in these moments his fists balled up while she sucked him, he wanted to punch a wall, she was so good and he was so on edge, it was a combination for disaster.
"Schiavetto...?" She didn't answer. "Bonnie?"
"What?" She looked up at him and smiled, and he picked her up, and threw everything off her desk. "Do you have any idea, how long it took me to fix this desk today." He pulled her panties off and put them into his pants pocket. "You control freak."
He opened her legs and watched her anticipate him. Not sure which part of him was going to touch her she just swallowed and looked up at him. "Touch your pussy."
"What?"
"Touch it."
"Maestro, I thought-"
"Touch it!" He demanded, and she did. "Now, spank it."
"You must be-"
He shook his head at her and she did it.
SMACK!
"Ouch."
"Again."
SMACK!
"Oh. Mmm."
"Keep going." He watched her spank her kitty and because of her continuous orgasm, he watched her make herself cum, over and over. When she was overly sensitive, he crawled onto the desk and leaned over her. He planted his thighs in a bent position under hers and mid orgasm, he pushed into her.
"OH FUCK!" She screamed.
SLAP!
He smacked her face, and relentlessly rammed himself into her. Her body was forced to just go through orgasm after orgasm of torture. She could barely feel her legs. Her eyes closed and she hummed ridiculously, long moans. "Look at me." He demanded of her and she opened her eyes.
"Permission to be crude?"
"Yes. Please, talk like a dirty girl, tell Maestro what you want." She pulled his face to hers with both hands, and spoke in a pornstar voice.
"Fuck me. Fuck meeeee. Fuck me so hard." He watched her lips, which drove his intensity. Then he dug his fingers into her thighs and she bit his bottom lip, making him hit it harder.
"You like being filled with my cock?"
"Yes. Thank you. I love it when your inside of me, punishing me with your beautiful cock. Oh, baby, that's my beautiful cock, right?" She asked him, and he wasn't used to women like Bonnie during sex. She was so submissive, but so defiant, and oh so dirty. How could this sophisticated woman, have such a dirty mouth. "Answer me, Maestro. Whose cock is that?"
"Yours. Got damn baby, it's all yours." He gripped the desk as he thrusted deep, forcing her to rip his jacket of and scream.
"I love when your cock punishes my kitty." She said looking in his eyes. "Punish me, with that cock, like I've been a bad girl all day." She smacked his ass.
Listening to her demands, he spread her legs, wide. Forcing her to give him the depth he needed to hurt her, in the most painfully amazing way. He drove himself straight into her and grabbed his face and got perverse. "I feel like Eve, and your dick is the serpent. You're the most beautiful sin. If fucking YOU is wrong, I don't ever wanna be fuckin' right."
"Fuck!" He was thrown off a bit. He told her to get disgusting but he didn't expect that.
"Your so savage." She screamed. But at this point she set him off, he couldn't contain himself.
"You want me to cum inside of you?"
"Yes."
SMACK!
"Beg me." He smacked her thigh.
"Hmmm." She growled at him.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! To her thighs.
"Ouch."
"Beg me."
"Please, fill me with that Salvatore gold, Maestro. Let me feel your precious cargo spilling out of my kitty."
"Oh God, where the fuck did you come from?" He looked at her shocked.
"Your dreams. Now shoot that hot load in my kitty cat, so I can cum with you, dirty rotten fucking savage!" She kept getting more and more foul with him.
"Oh, I wanna choke you so bad. Your mouth is fuckin' disgusting."
She bit his lip again, softly, then licked him, "You fuckin' love it."
"Fuckin' right." He got rougher, watching her get weak, and she gripped his body tight. Her bottom lip was swallowed by her top one, and her eyes squeezed shut, feeling him deep inside of her. She tried speaking, but no more sounds came out. She just choked on her moans. Damon spoke and demanded her to, "Cum baby. Cum for your Maestro."
"Si Maestro." Her stomach tightened before her body gave way, and her chest rose and fell with no particular rhythm, accept the rhythm they created with their bodies. He connected his mouth to hers and, they came together, before he gently, collapsed on top of her.
Damon and Bonnie were breathing heavy. His mind was in shock from every dirty word still. He pulled back to look at her and she grinned. "Wow. Sorry, about that Genesis reference. I'm pretty sure I going to burn in hell."
"Well, I'll probably burn beside you, for coveting another man's wife."
They both laughed then sighed. "We're terrible people aren't we?"
"I don't know. I feel like we have really saved each other, from turmoil. Did we do this the way we should've? I don't know. But I do know," he looked up into her eyes, "that we are good for each other."
"You made me bite the apple, and now I can't stop eating it."
"Well, that's why I'm here. To feed you, because when I met you, just like me, you were starved." He pulled up and helped her up as well. They adjusted their clothes and he held her face smiling.
"I've never felt truer words."
He smiled and turned his head down and to the right, then grabbed her hands and looked at her hands inside of his. "I have a huge favor to ask you?"
"What is it, Damon?"
"So, I know you have some seminars the next couple weekends, but... I have an engagement in two weeks. I'd like you to be there. I get it if you don't want to, or can't. But, having you there would help my anxiety."
"My seminars were cancelled. Damon, you have anxiety?"
"Ahh, mildly. Nothing big. It's set off by one person in particular whom, I haven't seen in years. I'd love for you to accompany me to Big Bear, for Christmas if you don't have plans with your family." He could barely look at her. "As I said, it's up to you, but-"
"I'd love to. If you need my support, I'd be happy to be there for you." He looked at her in shock. "But um... it kind of changes things, or does it?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"So, me going to Big Bear is more than a sex thing? Wow. This trip is sort of like a "couple" thing?"
"Well, for the record, we can be friends. For introductory purposes. Whatever makes you feel comfortable. No one you know will be there. Except for Stefan and maybe Elena, or whomever he takes. So, don't worry about anyone seeing you with me." He walked in circles for whatever reason, feeling nervous.
Bonnie pulled him to her and stopped him. "Relax. I'd love to be there for you. I have no Christmas obligations. Hell, I thought I'd be doing seminars. So, I'd love to go to the mountains. I haven't seen Christmas snow in years." She smiled at him. She put her hair in a casual bun and adjusted herself. "My desk and office are a disaster."
"I'll order us some food, and help you fix it." He said with a serious face.
"Hey, why so serious? We just had sex, it was amazing, and then, you... kind of tuned out afterwards. Did I do something wrong?" She asked.
"No. not at all. Just thinking about Christmas."
"Well, smile. Whatever it is, can't be that bad." She cupped his cheeks and smiled. He felt a real comfort in her touch. "I'm here. You're here with me. We are here together. High on each other. What can be so bad, to ruin this? Right now, things are good. Be happy with me."
He looked at her, and smiled. He needed to talk to her about something, that might change how she felt about him. "Nothing is that bad." She assured him.
"You're right to think that." He said.
"Well, Mr. Salvatore, order away. I've eaten nothing all day but a chocolate donut, and you've just ruined my office."
He giggled half-heartedly. "I'm very sorry. I got caught up in the moment, and-"
"And it's okay." She kissed his temple. "I should make sure the office is locked and no one can come in. Just wait right here." Bonnie walked back in the office and he was sitting in her chair. She walked to him and he pulled her onto his lap. His arms wrapped around her waist. And he leaned his head on her chest. She gently rubbed her hands into his hair. "Damon?"
"Yeah, Sweet pea?"
"Just curious... are we going to gift exchange? You and me?"
"I don't know, it's up to you. How much of this you want to be friendly, and how much you want to be more than friendly. Friendship with benefits? Maybe?" He moaned softly, feeling her fingers tickle his scalp. "I could literally fall asleep with you doing that."
"Speaking, of sleep, I haven't had any."
"Neither have I."
"So, I guess. Asking for a slumber party is out of the question?" He laughed.
"I should check on my house. I told Kol he couldn't go back home, but I just hope everything's intact."
"I could go with you."
"I don't know if that's wise."
"Sweet pea, after what you told me, I can't trust-"
"See that's exactly why I never told anyone. I didn't need babying. I've dealt with it. Damon, I'm a big girl. It was years ago, and therapy has helped him." When she said that, Damon felt sudden guilt in his chest. He needed to tell her something, but he couldn't find the right words. "We don't have that problem anymore. And he can barely remember. He was always piss waisted back then."
"It doesn't make it okay. I won't forget that you told me that. I can't."
"Today is today. Today matters. Not yesterday, Damon. I can't change it. You can't change it, I am okay."
"You're not okay. But you want me to believe that. It's classic Experiential Avoidance. You have locked yourself in this bubble of control, because you avoid dealing with the moment in your life that you couldn't control. It's okay to be vulnerable. I'm not going to use your pain against you."
"What are you a pschyo-analyzer?" She laughs. "I'm fine okay. Don't dig so deeply into it." He knew he wanted to talk to her about that one day, but he needed to focus on one thing at a time.
"Bonnie I need to tell you something. But I need to hold off until the time is right. Maybe after this Christmas trip."
"Okay."
"But, don't go home alone. I'm asking you to let me go with you."
"And he sees you and all hell breaks loose."
"I can't let you go alone. I'm sorry. Let's just pray he isn't there, because I'm going with you."
"Da-"
"I can't. I won't. Sorry, not sorry."
She looked down and hugged him. They kissed softly and looked at each other. "Damon, what the hell are we doing, you and I?"
"I don't know. But I don't want to stop." His arms wrap around her tighter.
"Neither do I." She holds him closer, and their lips touch.
"But, this feels right to me."
"It does." She nods her head, and they lock their lips into a kiss. Sitting in her destroyed office, not knowing, that every move they're making is being watched by her husband.