What Damon Desires
1312 Words
*** The next morning: I'm so tired. I could barely sleep last night, and the nausea so did not help.
I stand up and slowly go from my bed, getting ready for work. Wait, it's my day off! Thank god!
Jalissa: Meet me at the mall this afternoon? It's important!
Hailey: Sure. See u there!
I go downstairs and when I get to the kitchen, mom and Damon are there. I notice Damon staring at me longer than usual. I got his attention for sure! Hope mom won't notice. I look at her but she's busy with her phone. It at this moment, is a great thing that she doesn't care about me.
When I look at Damon, he looks away and grabs a plate. "Pancakes?"
Damon offers me a plate as I sit down. He can tell something wrong and he raises his eyebrows. "You okay? You look... tired."
"I stayed up late watching a movie."
"Was it good?"
"Yep. I would've fallen asleep otherwise and not looking like shit."
"Good thing it's Saturday. You can spend the day making up the lost sleep."
"Yeah."
"Oh no, I have a meeting!"
"But's it Saturday, Kara."
Mom stands up and walks away without cleaning. "I guess you don't know how demanding my boss can be." She rushes out the door without saying goodbye.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. Seriously, this s**t with Kara is so complicated. If you hadn't asked me to stay, I'd be so done with her."
"I can relate. Sometimes, I wonder if I need to do something to earn a spot in her heart."
"You're her daughter. You have a place regardless of what you do."
"I guess you have no clue how she treats me."
"You're right. Sometimes I just jump to the conclusion."
"Is that why you're trying to take things slow with me? Not to repeat the same mistake?"
"Perhaps." Damon sighs and nods towards the garage. "You know where to find me."
I follow Damon to the garage and find him sitting on a chair, sculpting something. What if I was pregnant... Would he wants to be with me in a serious, committed way? I walk closer to him. "What are you working on?"
"Oh, just another creation for my "doll" business. Take a long."
"I love it. It looks elegant."
"You think so?"
"I do. Don't you agree? It looks so delicate."
"You're right."
"So, how did you make this?"
Damon shows me his recent creation and explains the details. "Wow, I can't believe you have patience to explain that to my dumb self. I think you're going to make a good dad someday."
Damon laughs.
"Wait, do you not want to have kids? I thought you..."
"I wouldn't mind a couple one day. And it's been on my mind lately."
At least it's something he wants, but I'm not pregnant. "How come you thought about it?"
"Just getting old enough for it. I don't know if I ever told you this, but... I grew up in a foster home. After I grew up, I found my family on my mom's side but... They don't feel like family. So, I've always wanted a family of my own."
"Oh, I see. I'm sorry if your childhood was unhappy."
"It's okay. I had nice people taking care of me. But I guess something was missing."
Feeling bold, I walk over to him and sit on him before I start kissing him. "I wish I could fill that gap."
"Jalissa... You're an angel."
"What if I want to be your little devil?"
Damon drops whatever he was holding on the ground, freeing his hands to roam my body. "Such a tease."
He picks me up and sits me down on the table. "Jalissa?"
"Yes?"
"How about we make a mess on my already messy table? I'd like to show you something I made."
I don't know if he'll ever stay committed or will this end once he moves away... All I know is that I want him as much as he wants me, if not more. I whisper in his ear, "I'm all yours."
"Good." Damon slowly begins to kiss my neck, my body, wherever he can reach. I hold him, letting him kiss me wherever he wants. My fingers run through his hair, intoxicated by his touch. "Do you want me?"
"Yes."
Damon smirks before stepping back to undress. I bite my lip as I stare at the perfection standing in front of me. "My eyes are up here."
"Who says I want to look at your eyes? You're not looking into mine either."
Damon spreads my legs apart and his hand slid up my leg, hovering over my underwear. "Oh god."
"Guess you are ready." He reaches into a drawer and pulls out a set of metal cuffs. "Let's go into the living room."
"Okay."
"I made these for you."
"For?"
"Bondage."
He places the cuffs on the couch and pushes me down, taking my clothes off until I'm naked. "I love being home alone with you. Kneel and put your arms behind you."
Damon kisses my neck as he caresses my arms, siding the cuffs over each of my forearms. Soon, my hands are bound. "Perfect." He steps in front of me, allowing me to tug at his boxers with my teeth.
"So thirsty." He takes off his boxers and lets me kiss him. I don't hesitate to take him in my mouth. He motions for me to stand up and to lie on the couch and locks my wrists above my head.
"Damon... I want to touch you."
"I know. Beg for more, and I might be nice enough to let you."
"Please, Damon. Kiss me."
He begins to kiss me until he's between my legs, causing me to beg for more. He finally unlocks the cuffs and as soon as my arms wrap around his waist, he's inside me. I'm more than ready, but he's slow. Savoring every moment until he picks up the pace until he finishes.
"This was the perfect way to spend a weekend." Damon said, kissing my neck.
"Yes. It is."
We suddenly hear a car pulling over outside. Damon gets up and grabs his clothing. "We need to get dressed."
After we were dressed, he looked out the window. "Just the neighbor."
He comes up to me and wraps his arms around my waist. "So, how about another round?"
"Yes."
*** Later in the afternoon, I met up with Hailey. "So, who's the father?"
"Hailey, I told you. I'm not pregnant. But yes, it may be one of the possibilities. I guess I should be smart and check."
"Okay, but what are we going to do?"
"Can you buy a test for me?"
"Why can't you?"
"I'm scared. What if I see someone who I know?"
"I doubt it."
"Still a possibility."
"Fine, I'll be right back."
A few minutes later, Hailey comes back and hands me the test. "Here."
"Thanks."
"No biggie."
"By the way... can you come with me to the bathroom? I can't risk doing it at home."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah. My mom would kill me if she found out."
"But you'd have to sooner or later tell her if you are."
"I'll tell her when the time is right."
"I understand."
She follows me to the bathroom and sighs. "I know your period can be late, and it can even happen to people who aren't pregnant. Stress can be a factor."
"You're right. There's nothing to be worried about."
"See? Look at it as an experiment."
"You're right. No big deal."
I take a deep breath and go in one of the stalls. As soon as I'm done, I wait with Hailey. I hope this is a false alarm.
"Jalissa?"
"Yeah?"
"It's time."
I look at it and... "Oh god. I'm pregnant!"
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