And lead us not into temptation, they said.
She fell into temptation nonetheless. Well, actually, Angel fell in love with her own temptation: Lucifer.
But she is not very interested in being freed from this evil; she wants temptation.
She wants to...
I put my right hand on his neck, and his hands slide down to my waist where he pulls me closer to him and kisses me back.
His lips feel amazing and I suck lightly on his lower lip, enjoying his taste while he lifts me off the bed and sets me on top of him so that I'm straddling him.
And I find it horrible to admit it, but I want to kiss him more and more. Let him do this to me over and over again.
As long as I'm distracting him, I don't have to worry about telling him the truth.
And I like distracting.
His soft lips are exploring my neck, while his tongue darts out to give me tiny little licks of pleasure.
"Angel," he whispers against my skin. I hold my breath as he starts sucking on the spot behind my ear, and I close my eyes, letting myself enjoy the feeling.
"I like how you're distracting me," he mumbles, his breath fanning my neck, and all the hairs on my body raise. He turns us over so that he's now lying on top of me.
"Maybe I should distract you a bit more," I say with a shy smile. He smirks down at me and presses his lips back against mine. My hands go up and play with his hair, which feels so amazing between my fingers. So soft...
He nips at my lower lip, and I part them, welcoming his warm tongue. He slowly draws his tongue back, before pushing it back in my mouth. I arch my back, rubbing myself against him and he lets out a groan.
"I'll find out what you're hiding from me," he mumbles against my lips and pulls back to look at me in the eyes.
"We'll see," I whisper challenging. He pecks my lips. "Yeah, we'll see."
And then he's gone. I'm so surprised that I keep lying in this position; back arched, hands clenched beside me and my lips puckered out, ready for another kiss from Damon. What did I just do?
My cheeks turn pink, and my lips form a smile. I must admit, this was a really good plan.
A sigh escapes my lips at the thought of his hands all over my body and my fingers tugging at his hair.
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It's already evening, and after having spent the day alone in Audrey's apartment, I'm back in my room, reading. But I can't seem to concentrate.
The memory of Damon and I this afternoon causes me to smile.
Why are you smiling? He's a monster.
A tick against the window pulls me out of my thoughts, and I look outside. And then another one. It's raining.
The sound is very calming, and suddenly I have the urge to do something with my hands. I walk to the living room and find it empty.
Audrey and Daphne must be still shopping. Shopping in Hell, that sounds crazy. In the living room, I search through all the drawers, and all the cabinets until I find a sketchbook and a pencil.
