Author: Ariel_714

The Secret Affair (Chapter Two) [Elena’s P.O.V.]

After the steamy round two in the shower, I grabbed a poof and washed Damon’s body, making sure to clean every inch of him and being gentle on the still hard dick. When I was finished washing, I opened the shower door and grabbed two teal bath towels. I wrapped one around his waist then wrapped another around my chest. I walked out into my bedroom, extremely grateful that I had cleaned it before Damon arrived because after tonight, I had no intention of it being so spotless.

I walked into my walk in closet and pulled out a white lace lingerie and a pair of black basketball shorts for Damon. I tossed the shorts at him and dried off the water still dripping off my body and slipped on the lace. I admired the simple beauty of it in my full length mirror and caught Damon’s gaze behind me. His eyes had gotten dark again and I could see his erection beginning to stand up through his shorts. Read more »

The Secret Affair [Chapter One] (Damon’s P.O.V.)

After the incident in our college bathroom, my mind was just simply blown. I didn’t know what to say or to think. After five years of craving Elena’s touch and kiss, she spontaneously gifted me with more than I could have asked for. Now I want more. So much more. I want to rock her world like she did mine. I want to make her toes curl and to hear my name come from those soft lips. I thought she had a tight grip on my mind and body, but now, I’m possessed with this need to fill and satisfy her. And I’ll be damned if I let this opportunity pass by. Question is, does she want more than just a one time fling? I suppose only time will tell.

While I was lost in thought I had arrived at her house. We had a study date planned so she could pass her Political Science final. I could tell that she was stressed about failing and I hate seeing my best friend that way. So I offered her my help so she could ace the final. I got out of my red Chevy pick up. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous about seeing her again even though she’s my best friend and has been there with me through thick and thin. This afternoon put a whole new twist in our relationship. I’ve gone from desiring her to full on craving her. Read more »

My Best Friend Pt. 2

Life has gotten pretty crazy since becoming an adult. Work and college took up a lot of my time. I was sitting in my college cafe studying for my midterms. Political Science was kicking my ass hard core and I was so stressed about failing. As I was sitting there drinking my Starbucks coffee, buried in two political textbooks, I heard someone call my name.

“Elena, hey!”

I looked up as my best friend, Damon, slid into the booth and grinned at me. It’s been 5 years since we’ve become best friends, and he still looked like a Greek God to me. Knowing what was underneath his blue t-shirt and dark blue jeans just made that Greek image all the more tempting. I looked up and grinned back at him.

“Hey, Damon! How have you been? Haven’t seen you around in a couple weeks. Work going alright?”

At the mention of work he grunted a little bit. Alrighty then. It was going well.

“About as good as it can get. I missed you. What are you studying for?”

I looked down at my textbooks and tried not to let my head just fall on them. Read more »

My Best Friend Part. 1

It was yet another year in high school. Granted it was only our second year in and I was a Sophmore, but I was bored already. I love learning new things but I found my school to be repetitive which made it boring and dull. Little did I know that I’d be making a new best friend that year. His name was Damon. He had gorgeous eyes that looked gold when the sun would hit them, dark brown locks that made me envious with how much shine they had, and abs to die for. He had a six pack and that delicious little V that’d make me bite my lip and imagine all sorts of things I wanted to do to him. He was the image of a Greek God in my eyes. Read more »