As their lips molded together, Elena felt Damon's tongue trace the outside of her mouth. She slightly parted her lips to allow him entrance. She inhaled deeply as their tongues touched.
His taste was sweet and incredible and something she hadn't been able to experience fully as a human. She could feel a tingling sensation running up and down her spine and her skin became ultra sensitive as she felt every small move his hand made on the outside of her cotton pants.
As a moan left his lips, she felt her body flinch slightly, becoming aroused. She lifted her hands to the back of his head and ran her fingers through his hair.
Their tongues danced together for several minutes before Damon finally leaned back. "How does it feel to not have to have breathing breaks?" he asked playfully.
Elena rolled her eyes and leaned forward to gently touch her lips to his once. She dropped her hands from his hair into her lap and leaned back against the cabinets behind her. Her legs swung lightly below her. She smiled contently as she stared into his eyes. "So…"
Damon waited for her to continue. "…So?" he countered, when she didn't.
Elena shrugged slightly, "What now?"
He raised an eyebrow. "You're leaving that up to me?" he smirked.
She quickly ran her eyes over his body and shrugged again. She felt his fingers tighten slightly on her hips. Suddenly, he forcefully pulled her forward so that his body was tightly pressed against hers as he continued to stand between her legs.
Her eyes shot back up to his face, surprised by his aggressiveness.
Damon shrugged. "You're not so breakable anymore," he said simply.
Elena tilted her head slightly as she took in his words. Not so breakable. She hadn't thought about it before, but now that she was a vampire, she was an equal to Damon. As hard as he could push her, she could push back. As hard as he could…do her… she could do back. The thought brought forth a rush of excitement.
Gingerly, she reached a hand up to the back of his head again. She intertwined her fingers with his black locks and did her best to portray innocence with her eyes. She reached her other hand to her hip to gently grasp his wrist.
Quickly, she tightened her grip and twisted his wrist so that he was bent back at an awkward angle.
"Ow, Elena!" he gasped.
Just as quickly as she had done it, she released him and giggled lightly.
He straightened, rubbing at his wrist. "What was that for?"
Elena shrugged slightly. "I just wanted to see if I could."
Damon dropped his hands to his side. "This isn't the first time you've done that, though. Remember the other day?"
Her face fell and her brows furrowed. She honestly hadn't remembered the other day when she had forced his hands on her, but now that he brought it up, she did. "I'm so sorry, Damon," she said slowly, "I had forgotten." She lowered her head in regret. "I really am sorry," she said quietly. As she started to glance up at him, she saw a playful glimmer touch his eyes for just a moment before she was suddenly snatched off the counter top and lying on her back on the kitchen floor.
Her breath rushed out of her from the shock.
Damon held both of her hands above her head and straddled her waist. A smirk played at his lips. "So, dear, would you like to play a game of who's the strongest?"
Elena couldn't hold back the giggle that escaped her lips. "No, I would not."
Damon nodded once and began to get up.
Just as he reached his feet, Elena sprang up and pounced on his back, running him into a wall nearby and cracking it slightly. Her arms wrapped tightly around his throat, tilting his head back. She lowered her lips to his ear as she spoke softly, "Because I know who would win."
Damon turned quickly and grabbed her arms from the front of his neck and tugged, causing her to flip over his head. Right before she hit the floor, Elena twisted and yanked away, landing on her feet in front of him.
They stared at each other for a split second before Damon lunged at her and she ducked out of the way. She spun around and once again jumped on his back, this time causing him to land on his knees.
She laughed again and backed away from him. "Told you so," she teased. She leaned forward and gently kissed the top of his head, then turned and started walking away. "I'm going to go find the clothes you brought me," she said over her shoulder.
Abruptly, she felt herself being spun around and rammed into the refrigerator beside her. She felt and heard the metal dent beneath her body.
Damon crushed their lips together and roughly thrust his hips into hers. One of his hands held on tightly to her jaw and the other was tangled in her long brown hair. A rough groan resonated at the base of his throat and vibrated between their lips.
Elena opened her mouth to allow their tongues to move together and let her hands firmly grip his hips. Her mind was whirling with lust. Everything seemed so new now that she was a vampire. It seemed as if every emotion she ever felt had been amplified by 50 thousand. His hands on her face and in her hair brought more pleasure alone than she ever would have thought she could bear. And as he moaned, her skin tingled with excitement and she felt herself growing wet.
He broke their kiss and moved his lips down her jaw line.
Elena titled her head back to allow better access as she felt him nipping and sucking on the skin of her neck. She moaned loudly as his hand that was in her hair dropped down and roughly molded to her breast on the outside of her tank top. She breathed heavily as she felt her nipples hardening under his touch. As his thumb and index found the toughened peak and pinched, she quickly grabbed his shoulders and shoved him down onto the kitchen floor.
Damon stared in amazement as she straddled his waist, just as he had done earlier to her.
Elena kept her hands on his shoulders so that she was bending over him, her brown eyes locked with his mesmerizing blue ones. A small smile lingered on her lips.
Slowly, she raised up and placed her hands at the bottom of her shirt. In one swift movement, she sat topless. Her smile grew as she felt Damon's chest shudder as he let out a breath. She moved back just an inch and grabbed the front of Damon's shirt. She pulled it, and in return, brought him to a sitting position. With the same sort of movement, she lifted Damon's shirt over his head and threw it to the side.
They sat in the kitchen floor like that for several minutes- Damon sitting with his legs sprawled before him, her sitting on his legs, straddling his waist, with her legs wrapped around his back.
Damon leaned forward and gently placed a kiss on her lips, then began to let his hands travel up her stomach to her breasts. He took her deep inhale as an agreement and let his hands wrap around the soft flesh.
As his hands kneaded her breasts, Elena leaned forward and placed her mouth on his neck and gently kissed it. She let out a soft moan as his hands massaged her harder and she pressed her middle down on him. She gasped as she felt his erection beneath his pants and instantly yearned for it.
She kissed her way up his neck to just below his ear. "Damon…"
Damon had his head tilted back and his eyes closed. "Hm?"
She kissed his ear before continuing. "I want you," she whispered.
He lifted his head and stared at her, his eyes full of desire. His smug smirk appeared. "I think I can oblige," he whispered back. His hands slid down from her breasts and to her hips. Quickly, he lifted them to their feet. His hands went to his jeans and he unbuttoned them and slid them and his boxers off.
Elena smiled and stepped back, then did the same with her cotton pajamas and panties.
As she lifted her eyes back to his, she felt her breath catch. She couldn't get used to how astonishing Damon was physically. His cool blue eyes were compelling and his body was rippled with muscle. She sighed as pieces of his dark hair fell into his face.
She looked down at her own naked body quickly. Compared to him, she was so very…average. This thought made her sad. Just as she was about to suggest they stop, she felt his hands back on her body and her being lifted onto the counter top.
Damon's head nuzzled into her neck. "Do you know how beautiful you are?" he growled, running his tongue along her skin.
A small smile lit up Elena's face. "Are you a mind reader?" she joked.
Damon leaned back from her, his brows pulled together in confusion. "What?"
Elena shrugged. "It's nothing, really," she said, abashed that she even brought it up. "I was just thinking about how, compared to you, I'm so ordinary."
Damon took her face in between his hands and a shiver ran though Elena's body. His smoldering gaze made her breathing stop momentarily. "Damon Salvatore," he began, "does not go for ordinary." He dove his tongue into her mouth and molded their lips together. After a few seconds, he pulled back slightly, "You, Elena, are extraordinary," he moaned against her lips.
Elena's hands flew up into his hair and she pulled their faces together tightly.
Damon dropped his hands from her face and moved them to her hips. He pulled her forward to the edge of the counter.
She gasped as his erect member swept along the outside of her aroused center and gripped tighter at his hair. She pressed her heels against the cabinets below her and pushed forward so that she slid off the counter and stood before him. Just like before, she shoved him down onto the kitchen floor and straddled his waist, hovering above his erection.
Damon eyed her passionately and lifted his hands to her breasts. Just as his hands touched her skin, Elena impaled herself on him.
A moan escaped both of their lips as she surrounded him tightly. Elena's body instinctively shuddered from the new sensation and she felt heat course through her body. Slowly, she began to lift herself with her knees, then slowly lower herself again.
Damon sat up so that their bodies were pressed together and Elena groaned again as this new position brought friction between him and her clitoris. He lowered his head to her breasts and gently took a nipple in between his lips.
Elena's speed began to increase as he sucked the peak, his other hand flicking and pinching her other nipple. Her hands wrapped into his hair.
Damon threw his head back and he groaned loudly. "God, Elena…" he moaned, his hands dropping to her rising and falling hips.
She felt the slickness between them as she grew more and more wet. With each movement, shots of pure pleasure went through her body, starting at the base of her stomach and moving through each of her limbs. She tightened and relaxed her vaginal muscles as she lifted up and down and this brought another moan from Damon.
Her eyes fluttered close as she felt the tension growing in her body from an imminent orgasm. Her speed became inhuman as she rode him and his hands held tightly to her body.
She groaned loudly as she felt herself reaching the moment of explosion, her breath coming out in jagged pants.
One of Damon's hands shot up and grabbed at her breast, roughly squeezing it, and his eyes closed as well as he felt his own orgasm getting closer.
Elena shoved her body down on his, her clitoris throbbing each time it pressed against his skin.
It took her two more thrusts for her to finally reach the peak of her orgasm. She threw her head back and moaned loudly as her center exploded and her body trembled. She felt Damon begin to pump under her skin and his own moan brought on another wave of pleasure in her body. She continued her movements as her clitoris twitched uncontrollably beneath her.
As the sensation began to fizzle out, she slouched exhaustedly against Damon's chest. She could see stars beneath her eyelids and her mouth hung open.
Damon's arms wrapped around her back and he held her tightly while he, too, leaned into her.
Neither of their breaths came out evenly for several minutes, and so they sat contently holding on to each other.
Finally, Elena leaned back and ran a hand across his cheek.
Damon lifted an eyebrow curiously. "You only came once," he said softly.
Elena grinned. "Once was all it took," she responded smugly.
He chuckled and pulled her into a tight hug. He kissed the top of her hair and rested his cheek on her head. "Oh, how I love this new Elena."
Authors Note: So...if you couldn't tell by the title of this chapter, this is The End.
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