He didn't say no.

Or even berate her for asking such a thing of him.

Nor did he try to talk her out of it.

Or tell her that it was wrong.

There was absolutely no judgment or condemnation in his blues eyes as he stared heatedly into hers.

Instead, Damon just brushed his lips against Bonnie's once more, but this time using his tongue to seek out hers, wanting to fully know the taste of her mouth.

And she was everything that was sweet and satisfying to his senses.

The warmth and softness of her lips only made him want to devour her all the more.

So he did, pressing forward and deepening the kiss until she moaned in pleasure that only he could give her.

The blanket fell from Bonnie's shoulders as she wrapped her arms around Damon's neck to bring him closer and she melted against him, molding her tiny frame to every hard line of his body.

How did he know to kiss her like that? That she liked it slow and sensual with the right amount of tongue.

It was perfect.

Her fingers found there way into Damon's hair in that spot just above the nape of his neck. The texture of it was so silky and soft compared to the rest of him which was anything but because he was made of hard solid muscle.

Men weren't meant to be beautiful, but his body was and she could feel his strength and it called to the woman in her and her body responded by becoming wet with desire between her legs.

She needed him to touch her there.

When their lips finally parted, she pulled the tee shirt from off her body and watched in fascination as his eyes literally darkened with a hungry desire that shot straight to her core.

He looked like he wanted to devour every square inch of her body and she was going to let him.

Taking his right hand, she brought it to her lips and kissed his fingertips before sliding it down over her body and placing it were she wanted it to be.

Damon's breath hitched inside of his throat when he felt the heat of her wetness.

He slid a finger inside of her and Bonnie's head fell back as she gripped the back of his neck for support.

Her pussy was so warm, but really tight. Attesting to the fact that it had been a while since her body had been penetrated by a man.

He needed to stretch her because he wanted her to feel nothing but pleasure when their two bodies joined as one.

So Damon added another finger inside of Bonnie and she whimpered a little, biting down on her bottom lip.

Wanting to take her mind off the slight discomfort of his fingers stretching her, Damon brought his mouth to her chest and began to kiss all over her breasts.

His tongue caressed one of her nipples before suctioning it into his mouth.

A low hum escaped her throat as the grip she had around the back of his neck loosened and her fingers found their way back into his hair.

She liked having her titties sucked. Damon made a mental note.

But he quickly got distracted when Bonnie began to move her body on his fingers creating a delicious friction inside of her and he could do nothing but watch as she took her pleasure.

He never allowed himself to imagine what it would be like to have her, but now that he was actually experiencing her sexually, she was everything that he wanted her to be.

Sexy. Bold. Wanton.

When Damon felt like she was ready for him, he slide his fingers out of her one at a time and then placed them into his mouth, his eyes never leaving hers.

Bonnie couldn't resist the sexiness of the act. She kissed him deeply using her tongue to sweep the roof of his mouth while her hand found its way inside of his pajamas and she began to caress the hardness that had been poking against her inner thigh demanding attention as she straddled Damon's lap.

Without any warning she suddenly broke their kiss, pulling away from Damon and he glared at her, his hand locking around her upper arm to keep her from moving away even further.

But the possessive hold on her arm was lost on Bonnie because her thoughts centered around other things. Mainly getting him undressed.

"Don't you think it's time you took those off?" Referring to the pajama bottoms that he wore.

Damon's cheeks began to reddened because he thought she changed her mind.

"Right." He cleared his throat, releasing her.

Instead of moving completely off him like Damon expected her to, Bonnie just stood up from where she sat straddled on his lap and waited as he slipped them off.

Her coochie was right in his face, like she was daring him to do something about it.

She had no idea who she was dealing with.

Getting on his knees, Damon lifted Bonnie up by the cheeks of her ass with her legs busted wide open and he placed her on the edge of the sofa, where he lowered his head and proceeded to eat her pussy.

"Fuck!" She hissed, both shocked and turned on by the seer strength of him.

Bonnie couldn't stop staring down at him buried between her legs. For some reason she didn't expect Damon to do that to her.

Not that she was complaining because his mouth felt amazing.

It was just to her going down on someone was such an intimate thing to do. It was so personal.

It was different from fucking.

And it left her feeling a little confused as she reached her peak and came apart on his tongue.

By the time Damon was finished eating out Bonnie, his dick was hard as a rock and at full salute.

And all he could think about was losing himself inside of her.

Getting to his feet, he picked Bonnie up and she wrapped her arms and legs around him, as he carried her into his bedroom with their two mouths locked together.

He gently placed her on the bed and without any shame she pulled him down on top of her, spreading her legs wide open.

Bonnie could feel Damon's heart beating so fast as the weight of his body pressed her much smaller one into the mattress.

Grabbing a hold of his member, he used the tip to slide up and down the wetness of her slit.

He watched Bonnie close her eyes at the feeling before finally putting them both out of their misery and gently pushing into her.

Her body jerked upward, Bonnie arching her back as he completely filled her.

She clutched her arms around him, holding on tightly as he began to move.

Bonnie buried her face into the crook of Damon's neck, her mouth dropping open at the feel of him inside of her.

He felt sinfully good. It was the only way to describe the way he moved inside of her.

It was slow and easy. He took his time, like nothing else mattered except for giving her pleasure.

And Damon couldn't take his eyes off Bonnie, watching her intently as her body took every slow thrust of his hips.

She was so beautiful.

And the intensity of the moment wasn't lost on him.

This was how it should have always been between them.

Because it felt too right and too perfect to ever be wrong.

Sometimes fate had a way of bringing two people together who were destined to be.

And at the exact moment of their climax Damon looked into Bonnie's eyes and saw his soulmate.