Inevitable

Chapter 13

Anna Delaney

Thankfully, Brielle and Nat weren't home when I invited Damon in. Although he can be the most infuriating man I have ever met, I would never turn down someone who was hurt and in need of some attention.

I led him to the medium sized island in the kitchen as I quickly grabbed the medical kit from the top of the fridge. Brielle always wanted to keep one in the apartment for emergencies.

"You can sit on the stool," I motioned to the stool by the island. "Or not," I mumbled to myself as he stood by the island taking in my home. I grabbed a cloth and ran it under some cold water.

"This might sting," I said as I grabbed his hand and lightly dabbed his knuckles covered with blood from beating those men to a pulp. I did enjoy the slight flinch he gave me when I dabbed his knuckles with the cloth. It meant that it hurt him. Serves him right.

I kept my head down but sneaked a peek through my eyelashes and noticed he was staring at me with his utmost attention. "Does it not hurt?" I asked curiously. How many times had he been in a fight? Was he used to this? The pain?

"No," he stated coldly.

"Why not? It should hurt," I asked.

"Eventually you hurt enough times that you become numb," he stated as I finished with his hands. I couldn't help but notice that he was here but it was as if he was reliving a memory that pained him. 

"Being numb is worse," I said as his right hand came to cup the right side of my face. I realized that he was caressing the slight bruise I had from the slap. 

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"No. Not anymore. He didn't put much weight into his slaps," I joked and went to the kitchen sink to wash the cloth of his blood.

After some silence, I felt his body pressed against my back as his right hand held the side of my waist. "To dismiss this as nothing must mean that you've been hurt before. So who hurt you Anna?" he whispered into my ear as he came up behind me so our bodies were touching. The mere contact sent a shock through me. A good shock. One that made me want Damon in the way that I had wanted in my dreams.

"More importantly, who hurt you?" I asked as his nose started to trail my neck causing a gasp to escape my mouth.

"Always so infuriating," he kissed under my earlobe and down the side of my neck.

"I could say the same about you," I said in between breaths as my head tilted back into the crook of his neck.

"Fuck," was all he could say as he turned me around to plant his lips on mine in need, hunger, anger, hatred, and so much more.

I immediately responded back as I kissed him back and allowed for his tongue to sweep into my mouth. Everything felt rushed, dirty, and rough but I wanted it. Needed it. Needed him. All of him.

His hands were everywhere. In my hair. My neck. The side of my body.

Once I ran out of breath, he ran his mouth down my neck planting kisses down my neck as his hand held the opposite side of my head. 

I placed both of my hands on the side of his head and pulled him up so I could start kissing him again. I wrapped one leg around his torso as he lifted me up so both of my legs were wrapped around his torso.

He set me down on the island as his hands rested on my thighs and started trailing upwards. His middle finger went farther down the midline as his right hand was trailing up and down the side of my body. From my neck to my breasts to the side of my stomach. Finally his fingers reached down into my panties to see the evidence of my arousal.

His index and middle finger were now rubbing me through my panties as I began to ride the sensation wanting more. Wanting him. So I grabbed him through his pants and began rubbing him as he was rubbing me. He let out a loud groan making me want to take him right here, right now.

Snapping us out of our lust filled states, the front door was unlocked and Brielle walked in. She immediately took in the sight of us and blushed pink and then speed walked to her room.

"This is- this was..." I could not complete my sentence. What was this? What just happened?

"This was pleasure for pleasure. That's all," Damon stated, making himself infuriating again. How could I forget, even momentarily how much I loathed this man. He put his mask up shielding me from who he really was under that facade.

I hopped off the counter and fixed my dress, "Yes, exactly that. One time mistake is all it was."

"Exactly," he said, staring at me with that burning intensity once again.

"Perfect," I said as he started walking closer to me, backing me up against the wall making my breath hitch.

"Fine," he said as his right hand hovered above my head on the wall. His left hand once again caressed the bruise on my cheek as he said, "You should put some ice on it."

"Like you care," I countered.

"I do," he said as we held eye contact. I couldn't help but notice he held concern in those eyes. "It doesn't look good if my PA comes into work looking like this," he stated his eyes trailed over my body with disgust igniting my insecurity.

"Of course," I whispered as I pushed my right hand on his chest so he would back away. "You should go," I said, not being able to maintain eye contact with him again. He didn't retort back as he pushed off the wall and left my apartment.

Only once he left was when I let the tears start to fall. And in the morning I would deal with repercussions of what just happened tonight. 

A/N

NEXT UPDATE: MARCH 9TH, 2021

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