LOVE AND SEX (the mafia’s slutty wife)

He watched her face move from confusion to dawning understanding and then horror as she faced me to confirm if she was really looking at what she thought she was looking at. He was not oblivious to this silent conversation but chose to ignore it, if she thought it horrific to be with him like this then maybe she was never it for him to begin with.

“You torture people.” She choked out struggling desperately for air.

“I do not torture people, Serena only women and because they want me to.” Damon clarified.

“What do you mean by ‘they want you to’. Who would ever want to be chained to a wall and… is that a whip I see.” She said hurrying over to his array of whips.

“Serena… surely you must have heard of bondage and domination.” He asked following after her.

“Explain it to me, is this what you meant when you said you did not love like other people and I was to sign a non disclosure agreement? Are you going to inflict pain on me, is that how you get your kicks?”

“Serena, I am a control freak and it is not just at work. I want to be in control of everything, anything out of place or doesn’t fit into my control scheme is both fascinating to me and freakish.” He told her.

“Which am I?” She asked

“What do you mean?” And even though he knew exactly what she meant, he still asked anyway

“Am I fascinating or freakish? Which am I?”

“You are fascinating Serena and I want to explore you, every inch of you till there is nothing left.” He murmured.

Serena closed her eyes, feeling the jolt of electricity through her body at his words, she was supposed to be running for the hills right now because of all the things she had just seen but she could not, she wanted him and she surprisingly did not care what he wanted to do to her so far it meant having him inside her and outside and everywhere in between.

Her heart was slamming uncontrollably against her chest, taking a deep breath she opened her eyes, he was still staring at her no doubt waiting for her to say something.

“Why me?”

“I mean you can literally have any girl on the planet you want, why do you want to have me.” Serena asked him, she needed to hear his reason.

“It is your eyes, they hold mysteries that for the life of me I cannot seem to figure out. I want those eyes to glaze over at the sight of me and shine, I want those eyes to live for me and I want you.”

“Seems to me like all you want is my eyes Damon.”

“If you would allow me show you exactly what I want, I want you to trust that I would never hurt you, at least never on purpose.”

“I believe you” Serena muttered and she was not lying.

She knew he would never lay a hand on her head and she knew she would allow him do anything to her because she in turn was attracted to him.

How had this happened, Serena thought to herself as she fingered one of the whips.

He was looking at her fingers distractedly, the one holding the whip.

“What?” Serena asked

“You should drop it” he said in a strange tone.

“Why?” Serena asked.

“You ask too many damned questions, Serena.” Her name rolled off his tongue like sex and then all hell let loose when he drew her to himself and kissed her, his mouth making promises she wasn’t sure she would be alive to watch fulfilled.

Serena was finding it difficult to breathe… hell she was finding it difficult to do anything other than feel, they were on the bed in this room filled with torture devices and the only thing she could do was feel and gasp as his tongue trailed down the length of her stomach.

Where was her dress, she thought.

It was probably lying discarded at the foot of the bed.

Wasn’t she supposed to be panicking right now and running for the hills?

“Serena” Damon groaned and all thoughts took flight.

He had her hands pinned to her side and her legs parted by his body, she was totally naked and he was still clothed but doing things to her that nobody had ever done.

Serena’s back arced as his fingers slid down her clitoris, moving up and down with rhythm.

“You are fucking wet, just as I like it.” He groaned again, his mouth meeting her open one.

“I can’t breathe” Serena gasped as his fingers continued their mad strides up and down, down and up.

He entered her with one finger first, causing her to open up wider. Serena knew he was being careful because she was still a virgin.

“Are you okay?” He asked her and when he received a nod began moving his fingers in and out in slow stride.

This won’t do, Serena thought

She wanted him inside her, she was bursting with anticipation.

“Damon… I need you” she gasped as he slid the second finger in to meet the first.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Not yet” he growled

“Please, I can’t…” her voice trailed off, she could feel the tension build in her abdomen.

“I am just showing you Serena, it is left to you to decide.”

He spoke against her lips and then left her bereft of feelings

Serena’s gasped out loud as soon as something wet connected with her clitoris, his fingers were still deep inside her but something else, his tongue.

Her head fell back and she wasn’t sure she could arc her back any better against the feelings assaulting her senses even now.

His tongue slid around her labia, sucking and licking while his fingers continued sliding in and out of her in rhythmic movement.

The tension Serena felt earlier multiplied, sending shock waves up and down her body, she was lost and she was full. Putting thoughts to her feelings was impossible and in that moment, she knew that she would allow him do anything to her and would do anything for him.

Her body collapsed like a rag doll as soon as she came all over his fingers. He drew them out and with her cum all over his hand began licking his fingers in relish.

“You are insane” Serena muttered her eyes trailing his movement.

He smiled at her and with blue eyes blazing he said

“You have no idea, Serena.”