Chapter Eighteen: Rain Kiss

"I want to quit being you know, a whore."

Madam Pearl looked up confused, she had been in the middle of doing bills when Katherine had told her the odd request. To be fair, she hadn't expected Katherine to quit. She was a natural flirt and didn't seem to have trouble flirting with men. She had assumed that Caroline and Elena would eventually marry since they had good men after them, but never Katherine. She was too stubborn. Madam Pearl raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Katherine flushed slightly as she played with her fingers. "I just don't want to be a whore anymore. I don't mind waitressing or dancing or playing the piano, but I don't want to sleep with men for money anymore. I hope you're not mad."

Madam Pearl shook her head, trying to hide the smile from her face. "Of course I am not mad, silly." She raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Does you quitting have anything to do with that handsome doctor of yours?"

Katherine flushed and replied hotly. "Of course not, its just miners are not the most attractive bunch."

She cocked an eyebrow slightly. "Of course. Fine, tonight you start waitressing."

Damon was staring at Elena as if she were a complete idiot and as if he wanted to smack her. Probably a bit of both considering everything. Damon handed her the crumbled telegram back. Elena felt herself flushed. "You think I am an idiot, don't you? I can see it all over your face."

"I don't think you are an idiot," Damon said trying to be as gentle as possible. "I just think you got your hopes on something that might not even be truth. You were thinking with your heart Elena, when you should be thinking with your head, Elena. You're a girl and whether you like to admit it or not, the world is more dangerous for a woman that it is for a male. You could have been killed or kidnapped or worse during your little adventure. Don't ever do that again, Elena I mean it. You really scared everyone, Madam Pearl thought you had been kidnapped.

Elena flushed. "I'm sorry, I will apologize to Madam Pearl. But Damon be honest with me, is there really no hope that Jeremy is still alive?"

Damon sucked in his cheeks, damn he hated those doe eyes. "It's not impossible," he warned. "But it is unlikely."

Elena's face fell and she looked like she was going to cry. Damn it, Damon hated when girls started crying especially Elena, he felt so helpless. He leaned over and squeezed her hand. "But we will go look at it, to see if it might be true. But I will go with you to make sure that you don't get hurt in the process."

Elena nodded. "Thank you." She hesitated. "Why didn't you come back to the saloon after you and I. . .were intimate."

Damon raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Did you want me to come back?"

"Well," Elena hesitated. "Yes, but I shouldn't have expected it after all you were just a client and I'm a whore so of course you wouldn't-"

"Don't," Damon said tightly as he caressed her cheeks. "Don't call yourself a whore, Elena because that is not what you are. You are not a whore, I am the only man that you have slept with correct?" Elena nodded. "Then you're not a whore." He caressed her thigh, "Did you like it when we made love, when I touched you here." He said as he reached towards her pussy. He could feel the heat radiating from it and it felt so delicious. He wanted to be inside her so badly.

Elena herself arched her hips wanting more of Damon's touch. Damon smirked at Elena's eagerness as he gently pinch her dewy lips over the shirt of his that he was wearing she wasn't wearing underwear since it was all wet which made Elena vulnerable.

Elena could feel herself getting wetter and wetter and she desperately wanted his touch. Elena couldn't believe how Damon could get a rise out of her. She was so hot. She cleverly unbuttoned the shirt so that her boobs popped open.

Damon could feel his cock stir inside his pants, god she was so beautiful. A natural seductress and she didn't even know it. He could hardly believe that shy, little Elena had turned into this.

Damon leaned over and kissed her roughly, pulling her hair tightly so that he could control her movements. He wanted nothing, but to taste those beautiful lips. One of his hands cupped her heavy left breast as he pinched one of her nipples. It got hard and Elena moaned as she leaned down to touch her own eager clit so that she could get some release herself. She just wanted to cum.

"No, no," Damon said as he swiped Elena's hand from where she had been playing with her pussy. He licked away Elena's juices from her fingers. "That's not fair."

"I will decide what is fair," he threw her a smirk as he positioned her on his lap as he wrapped her legs around his waist. She could feel his growing erection as Elena removed the shirt so that she was completely naked.

Damon unbuttoned his pants in order to release his growing erection. Elena could feel the heat of it against her naked belly. It was just so firm and warm and Elena wanted it now inside her. Elena used her hands to caress his cock and Damon groan. "Elena, darling you're making me wild."

Elena smirked as she bit his neck, leaving a tiny imprint of her teeth. Damon pressed his cock against her entrance and thrusted into her without any warning. Her digged his hands around her hips feeling sure that he would leave bruises by how hard he was gripping. Elena dug her nails against Damon's arms.

Damon continued thrusting his cock inside her small, tight pussy. He could feel Elena as she rotated her hips in order to get every inch of him. Damon's hands went downward her back as he gave her bottom a few small slaps as he then rubbed the heat away.

Elena cheeks were flushed and she felt so full with Damon's flesh inside of her. He rubbed her clit in slow, torturous circles, pinching it slightly. She was blushing, she was so close.

"Cum for me, Elena," Damon said, his voice becoming low. "Cum for me, sweetheart. Show me how much you love this."

Elena screamed.

-End of Chapter Eighteen-

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