I groaned and turned my head to the side, trying to escape the cold wind on my face, but it only got worse. I frowned as my eyes fluttered open. I was inside a familiar car, my feet up in the dashboard.

"Let's go all the way tonight, no regrets…"

I turned and scowled at Damon who stopped singing to grin at me.

"Good morning" he greeted. "Elena informed me that Taylor Swift isn't that popular between 17-years-olds… Do you like Katy Perry?" he asked.

I looked around trying to understand what was going on. The road was passing so quick I couldn't read any signs. But we definitely were close to the beach… Wait… I had fallen asleep on his couch.

"You make me feel like living a teenage dream. The way you turn me on…"

"Shut up" I half groaned, half laughed.

He fake pouted, and then took a sip of blood from a straw stuck on the blood bag. It was almost funny, if the blood wasn't weird. I looked around again and then frowned at him.

"Where are we? Where are you taking me?" I asked.

"Well, you and your dad are supposed to be out of town… And since you were free and couldn't do anything around town, I thought we could go on a road trip. Stefan thought I wasn't original because I already did that with Elena… But, this time the destination is all for you" he smiled.

"What?"

"Today and tomorrow are cold days, but when the weather gets better we'll be in Florida, visiting your mother"

"What!" I blurted again. "Damon!"

"What? We could both use some beach and heat…" he smirked. "And I think I need at least Renée's approval since Charlie doesn't like me too much right now"

"Approval? Are you insane? What do you want me to tell her? 'Hey, mom, this is my vampire friend with benefits, who dad almost killed. But don't worry, dad is locked in Damon's basement'?"

"Well, I think you don't need to tell her about your dad's disapproval of our friendship" he grinned.

"Damon" I groaned and as I leaned back I realized something. I scowled down at myself and then glared at him. "How did I end up on these clothes?"

"Well, I thought you would be better in jeans and a sweater than that tiny shorts and tank top… You would get chilled" he said shrugging.

"You bastard!" I punched him in the arm.

"Oh, come on…. Nothing I haven't seen before"

"That's not the point" I said blushing.

"See it as… one of the benefits of being your friend with benefits" he grinned. I turned away from him and stared at the passing landscape. "By the way, what 'benefits' entail? What can we do?"

"Nothing. I'm not your friend anymore" I grumbled.

"Oh, come on, don't be like that, Bella" he said gripping my thigh and sliding me close to him.

"Take me back home" I said.

"Why?"

"Because… I don't want to go on a road trip with you"

"I can make you change your mind" he said and kissed under my earlobe.

"Eyes on the road" I said pulling away and he chuckled. "And I doubt you can change my mind… Besides, it's too dangerous. If I go to Florida, Victoria might follow and my mom would be in danger…"

"Bella, it's sunny Florida, and if I remember well, that kind of vampire can't go out in the sunlight" he said wrapping an arm around me. "And I'll be there, don't worry"

Maybe visiting my mom wouldn't be so bad… She would be happy, and I would be distracted of all the problems in Forks and Mystic Falls.

"Fine, I'll try to enjoy the trip" I mumbled.

"Great!" he said and smirked at me. "You know, it's been some time since I've got heads while driving…"

I glared at him and went to the other side of the seat while he laughed at my red face. We were in Virginia Beach, and apparently this was a beachy road trip, because Damon decided to use the highway parallel to the coast, so we had a nice view of the sun rising. I would never tell him, but I was loving this road trip idea. If I stayed home, locked up inside my house, worrying about my dad I would have gone insane. And mom needed to see I was all better, and her daughter was back… almost.

I put my feet back up on the dashboard and saw Damon playing with the radio. He smirked as he found a Kelly Clarkson song, and before he could start to sing, I changed the station and found Maroon 5's One More Night. I smiled and leaned back.

"Thank God" I heard Damon say. "I think this is much better"

"Anything to not have you singing ever again" I smirked.

"Admit it, you love me singing" he laughed.

"No. Although I do like watching you dancing" I giggled.

"When did I dance?" he asked frowning.

"The two times I sneaked in on you while you were drunk"

"What had I been dancing?"

"Village People, YMCA" I said jokingly.

"Not even in hell" he shot back.

"Ok, it was Macho Man" I laughed.

He rolled his eyes at me and without taking his eyes off the road he got me his leather jacket from the backseat. I put it over me as a blanket and relaxed as we drove past several small towns of the coast. Damon had found a rock station, and wasn't singing, just tapping his fingers rhythmically. He finally stopped around noon for lunch, in Beaufort. We entered a small diner, and lunched while I told Damon about my mother, he had insisted.

"Did you bring vervain?" I asked.

"Yes, I love to walk around with something that can hurt me" he said sarcastically.

"Dammit" I grumbled.

"Why? Planning on poisoning me now?" he asked smirking.

"No, but I was planning on giving some to Renée and Phil"

"Oh, your mistrust hurts me deeply, beautiful" he said mockingly.

"I'm not kidding, Damon. Don't compel my mother"

"Alright, alright. I won't" he gave in.

I eyed him but as he gave me a serious expression, I decided to take his word.

"How are you going to feed?" I asked quietly as he got the bill.

Normally I would protest and share the bill, but I had learned with Edward and Damon that no kind of vampires had financial problems and that they never let a lady pay.

"I have a couple blood bags on the car" he shrugged.

"Will that do for the week?" I asked as we walked out of the diner.

Instead of walking back to the car, he lead me to the beach, and I took off my brown sneakers before we reached the sand. He took my sneakers from me, carrying it with his fancy shoes. I was mad at him for taking off my clothes and dressing me up while I was sleeping, but I was thankful he put me in simple jeans, black tank top and a cropped sweater with sneakers. I would have thought he would put me in something fancy that he had forcefully bought me.

"Don't worry, I won't drink from your mother or her husband" he said.

"You won't drink from anybody" I frowned at him.

"Was that an order?" he asked scowling at me. "I drink from whatever I want, Bella"

"Listen to yourself! A person isn't a what. People aren't meant to be your snacks, Damon"

"Then why do I exist and feed from blood?" he retorted.

"Can't you… Start on the vegetarian diet?"

"Eat animals" he laughed and looked at the waves. "I'm tired of Stefan and Elena telling me to do that. Don't start on me too"

I couldn't say he was wrong. After all he hadn't drunk from a living person in a long time; he had been feeding on blood bags. Maybe that was a compromise, not hurting anyone but not giving up on his diet. I slipped my hand on his and he looked at me with an arched eyebrow.

"Okay. Blood bags then, okay?" I said smiling.

"I'm not the holding hands type" he said rolling his eyes at me.

"Shush, and let's take a walk"

We were standing out between the people on the beach. Both fully clothed and although it wasn't very warm, people were still less clothes than us. We walked for an hour before I sat down on the sand and after scowling a bit, Damon joined me. We watched the sea, and when I turned to Damon I found out he wasn't watching the sea with me, but the girls playing with a Frisbee by the water. I scowled at him and nudged him.

"I'm right here" I said.

"So?" he smirked. "I can tell them you're my sister"

"Damon!"

He chuckled and finally looked at me.

"Just kidding" he said. "Jealous much?"

"No" I said and his smirk grew, he did not believe me. "I just don't like being treated like I'm not here"

"Fine, I'm sorry"

"Thank you"

"So, will you compensate me on what I am missing with those girls?" he grinned.

I rolled my eyes at him and he laughed as I pushed him away. He wrapped an arm around me, and nuzzled my neck. My instincts told me to pull back, a vampire was on my neck and I should be running. But my body didn't move an inch, my mind and heart knew I was safe.

"Will it sooth you if I promised I will only have eyes for you in this trip?" he murmured against my skin while brushing his lips on strategic spots.

"No, I would know you would be lying" I chuckled.

"I wouldn't. I can keep my eyes only on you, you aren't hard on the eyes" he said teasingly and kissed my cheek.

"You can but you won't" I said smiling at him.

He didn't answer me. He just leaned in and kissed me hard. His arms wrapped around my waist and pulling me on top of him as my hands fisted his raven black hair. He smirked against my lips as I let his hands settle on my ass, and while grounding me against him, he deepened the kiss. I moaned in appreciation, still amazed by the feeling such passion could bring, and he rolled over so he was on top of me. We must have been giving quite the show for the minutes we made out like horny teenagers on the sand because someone teasingly whistled and we pulled apart laughing. Damon rolled off me and sat up, and before I could settle by his side he pulled so I was between his legs and leaned back on his chest.

I knew that what we were doing it was a probably bad idea… Alright, a terrible idea. Using each other like that could only end in disaster and a friendship dissolved. But every time I thought of telling Damon that, he would find a way of distracting me, with road trips or kisses. I looked back as I felt Damon pulling away, but he was only lying down on the sand, arms folded behind his head. I gently leaned back, resting my head in chest. Yes, a very bad idea, and yet, I couldn't say I wanted it to end.

It wasn't how I felt with Edward. With Edward I felt silly, insignificant. I had put him on a pedestal, to me he was flawless, perfect, he could never do wrong. And standing by his side I had felt like the luckiest girl in the world but misplaced. I didn't belong between beautiful, flawless vampires. But I realized I was wrong. Edward had his flaws, I had just chosen not to see them. And with Damon… Well, I knew he had a lot of flaws, that he could be an asshole, do a lot of wrongs, and hurt people. I saw the real him, the one who could be a jerk and a friend. And I had accepted him as he was. I didn't feel inferior to him. Maybe I didn't belong by his side, but it wasn't because he could do much better. We were equals – not in abilities but as people.

I realized the sun was setting and turned to ask Damon if we'd continue traveling or would get hotel rooms. He had fallen asleep. I smiled, still not used with these vampires and their abilities to sleep. I shook him awake and we went back to the car. He drove us to a hotel.

"Damon, two rooms" I warned quietly as we walked to the counter to get rooms.

"Alright" he said.

He leaned over the counter and smiled flirtingly to the attendant. She smiled back and asked how she could help us.

"A luxury suite and…" Damon smiled at me. "Champagne"

"Damon" I hissed.

"The honeymoon suite?" she asked.

"No!" I said. "Two common rooms"

"Oh, baby, we're married now, we can share a room" Damon said grinning at me and turned to the girl. "Yes, we'll take the honeymoon suite"

As she got that dazed look, I knew I couldn't do anything. He had compelled her and probably would compel anyone until I stopped complaining. So once we got the keys, I grabbed my bag and walked ahead of Damon to the elevator. He seemed amused by the fact that I was angry. What pissed me off even more. I should be intimidating while angry, he shouldn't be trying to get me angrier. I mean, what happened with all the 'don't mess with an angry woman…'? He opened the room with a flourish and I groaned at the sight. The room was nice, except there were rose petals everywhere and boxes of chocolate. I put my bag by the end of the bed and Damon followed me, standing right behind me.

"Come on" he said softly and kissed my neck. "You're not really mad, are you?"

I ignored him and he continued kissing my shoulder. He thought I would give in that way. Well, I wouldn't. I stepped away from him, and grabbing the toiletries he had packed for me, I went to the bathroom.

"It already seems like a honeymoon" I heard him grumble.

I fought against the snicker that bubbled inside me, and locked the bathroom door. When I came back, Damon was laying in the middle of the bed, with an open champagne bottle. I walked to him and took it, reaching for the flutes. I poured a little for me, and after I drank I turned to go to bed. I slid under the covers as Damon watched me from the foot of the bed with an amused smile, and I turned off the lights. I closed my eyes and willed my mind to shut off. But I couldn't. I could feel his eyes on me and it was infuriating. I turned around, lying on my stomach so my face was hidden on the pillow. Finally I could relax, and with a sigh, I let my mind start to drift.

Why did I expect Damon to let me sleep peacefully? Was I crazy?

Sure enough, a minute later, I felt the mattress dip and the covers move as he slipped under them. I pulled a pillow and put it between us without opening my eyes, but in a second it was gone. Ignore him and he will stop. Ignore him. But it was too hard to ignore him as he slipped a bare arm around my back and settled against my side. His leg entwined with mine, and my eyes shot open to narrow at him. He smiled innocently, and that was my confirmation, but I need to hear it.

"Damon, are you naked?" I asked.

"No, I'm in my underwear" he smirked.

My traitor body reacted, making me blush and my heart beat faster. His hand slipped under my tank top, and caressed my back.

"Damon" I warned.

"Shh" he whispered.

He kissed my shoulder and pulled me to him so my body was snuggled against his warm one. It was odd. My body so used to the cold, hard body that had slept over the covers in my tiny bedroom in Forks. Damon kissed me softly, and I let my hand slid to his chest. His heart beat. His skin was soft and warm. He had blood under it. He deepened the kiss, grabbing my leg and bringing it around his hips. My insignificant pajama shorts were thin and I could feel the warmth of his body against my core. I got on top of him, straddling his hips, and I could feel him smirk against my lips. I pulled back and narrowed my eyes at him.

"If you smirk again, I swear to God, I'm going to sleep" I said.

He smiled, and raised his hands in surrender. I leaned down and captured his lips with mine, hesitatingly moving my hips. He was hard under me, and I blushed with the discovery. I felt silly, I had never done that. And yet, I felt proud, I was getting the reaction expected. His hands tugged on the hem of my top, and I pulled back, raising my arms to let him pull the offending fabric. He sat up, his hands slowly caressing me up as he pulled the top off, and then they went to my hips as our lips met again. He pulled me closer, conducting my body, and I whimpered as my bare chest met his. He grounded me against him harder and groaned. I pulled back to breathe and was shocked with the dark blue his eyes had turned into. He wrapped his arms around me, and flipped, so he was on top of me. Supporting his weight on one arm, he grabbed my thigh – I realized he must like my legs since apparently he couldn't keep his hands away from them for too long – and pulled me hard, my leg wrapping around him as our cores met in a hard thrust, creating such amazing friction I moaned. I wrapped my legs around his hips, and pulled him down for a kiss. He groaned as he thrust against me, and his hand slid up on my thigh, his fingertips slipping under the shorts I was wearing. Goosebumps formed in my skin. I let my hands slide over his back, scratching his shoulder blades as he thrust into me, to his chest and tracing his chiseled abs. He pulled his hand away from my shorts as he kissed down my neck, and slowly his hand traveled up, across my stomach, caressing my ribcage and finally he cupped my right breast. I gasped as he gently squeezed it, and flicked his thumb across my nipple. I could feel myself getting hotter and wetter, and I was sure he had sensed it too. He did. He smirked against my collarbone.

"Damon" I groaned.

"Excited are we?" he teased.

I pushed him away and he laughed as he pulled back, but stayed above me.

"I told you not to smirk" I said frowning. "Is this funny to you?"

"I just enjoy how responsive you are" he said huskily and kissed my collarbone.

I forgot all my protests as he crashed his lips against mine, and his hands went to my breasts. My hands created a mind of their own as they slid to his hips, and I blushed as I started to pull his underwear down. He growled against my lips, and pulled back a little, looking into my eyes. There it was. The proof Damon Salvatore wasn't a complete jerk. He was trying to see if I was sure. I smirked at him and arched an eyebrow. Only he could bring this boldness out of me. He smirked and hooked his thumbs on my shorts and panties, pulling them down. I raised my hips to help him, and he kissed my collarbone. I closed my eyes and just let myself feel. His fingers trailing down my legs, his lips down my breasts. He kissed up my neck and bit my earlobe as his fingertips softly brushed against my clit, making me buck against him as I breathed out, my eyes snapping open.

"Damon" I whined.

He chuckled low in my ear and finally thrust his finger inside of me. I moaned, and clung to him, pulling him closer as my head fell back. In a slow pace he thrust his finger in and out of me, making my body heat up and my nerves got hyperaware of everything. It was like I could feel every little hair of his leg between mine, and every crevice in his body. Like I could feel every particle of oxygen as his hot breath hit the skin of my neck, collarbone and breast. My skin was sweaty as my body felt hotter, and my hands would slip from Damon's back. I had no control over my mouth, and I was probably screaming all kinds of things. Something was twisting inside of me, making me writhe against his hand, trying to untwist it, to release me from it. But it wasn't unpleasant. Yet, I needed to feel it uncoil.

"Please" I cried out as he pressed his thumb against my clit.

"Please what? Mia Bella?" he asked huskily as he released my nipple from his lips.

"More"

He groaned and kissed me hard as he quickened the rhythm of his finger and added another one. I cried out in his mouth as he curled his fingers, hitting a spot and finally bringing me release. My body tingled as I arched off of the bed, and I felt like flames were going through my veins. Damon slowly stopped and pulled his fingers from me as he kissed my neck again, licking the sensitive skin. I went limp as I panted, trying to catch my breath.

"Satisfied?" Damon asked with a smirk, looking up at me.

I looked down at him and my hold on him tightened. He was resting his chin on the valley between my breasts, and his hands were cupping them. He arched an eyebrow and turned his head to the right, kissing the side of my breast, and then sucked on his wet fingers. I blushed and smiled.

"Very" I said sincerely.

"Hmm… Good" he said kissing my other breast and trailed up.

My hands snaked up from his back to his neck and I pulled him for a kiss. He kissed me slowly, softly, gently, a kiss completely unfitting for the situation and for Damon. He slipped away from me and lay by my side. I turned and looked at him with a frown.

"Goodnight, Bella" he said smiling.

"What about you?" I asked shyly.

"You're tired, I'll consider you in debt with me" he smirked.

I couldn't deny it. I was tired. I was fighting yawns and I felt like I had run a marathon. I smiled at him and let my eyelids close. I felt Damon's fingertips tracing circles on my stomach.

"This is so wrong" I whispered.

"What?" he asked quietly.

"What we are doing" I said and yawned. "It's wrong isn't it? It will end badly…"

"Right is overrated. It's fun to do wrong"

I opened my eyes and he was smirking. I chuckled and held on to his arm that was holding me.

"I hope you're right" I whispered and let myself succumb to sleep.

AN: This is not Beta'ed yet.

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I hope you are enjoying this, sorry if I took longer than usual to update. But I'll let you know that I am finished with the chapters that correspond to season 2 and a bit of Eclipse.

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