His Best Friends Daughter- BK1 TPBS 1st draft

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He looked at the way she sat and was mystified. This girl wasn't the same girl he first met. What the hell happened? He liked when she was answering him back. He liked the fire in her eyes when pushed her to obey him. He loved the chase of needing to tame her... but this... this was weird! It was like something snapped. Like she was... broken?

Maybe she was just upset that her father wasn't home? He wished he could tell her the truth but that was for Michael to do.

"So, how was school?" he asked while changing gears to go around a corner.

"Good thankyou" she meekly answered.

"Good?!?" he barked out a laugh "since when was school good?"

"It's ok."

His eyed narrowed and he briefly looked at her before returning his concentration to the road. She hadn't moved. Her jaw moved when she spoke but nothing else. They were sitting in a car but to look at how she was sitting you'd swear she was sitting in a Victorian high backed chair. What the fuck?

"I thought we'd go out for dinner tonight. Do you have any preferences of what we have?" Damn it he wasn't going to get her talking!

"You choose. I'm sure I'll enjoy it."

"What the fuck Anna?"  He slammed a hand on the steering wheel and saw that she flinched. Flinched? What the fuck? Most people would have jumped out of their seat and told him off; the Anna he met sure as hell would have!

"I'm trying to have a conversation with you! It helps when you fucking join in."

Anna fought the need to cower. Her heart beat faster than it had in a long time. Knowing she had to talk to him she battled to find something that would be deemed appropriate.

"Anna, what's going on? This isn't you." He pulled the car into the garage and when she moved finally it was to get out out of the car. He

stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. "Stay there, I'll come round."

"Ok Damon." She waited.

Once she was standing outside the car he slipped an arm around her waist and drew her close. Her body stiffly moved but as he lowered his head to hers he could feel her relax slightly.

Anna felt her eyes close as Damons mouth softly moved on hers. He was coaxing a response from her and was rewarded when a soft moan bubbled from her throat as his hand moved to cup her on the arse and pull her lower body into his. He broke from her mouth for a moment to speak "put your arms around me my love."

She immediately did as he asked and her arms found their way around his his neck and her fingers found their way into his raven coloured hair. She was revelling in the closeness that came from this simple action that she wasn't aware of the hand that had moved from her waist until she felt the squeeze on her breast.  Moans escaped her as he kneaded and manipulated it until she felt like she was about to explode. The heat within her was building fast as Damons mouth nibbled along her chin and down her neck. When she felt she could stand no more and her body was begging for release he slowly moved back to her waist and his head raised up to leave his lust filled eyes looking down at her as he watched her eyes open.

"What's your favourite food?"

"Italian" she spluttered out trying to find her breath.

His hands dropped away from her and he took a step back "Be ready at 6:30."

He walked away.