Oh god, hearing the way he spoke, voice edging on a growl, she moaned and tried to speak, but could only give a little nod in reply as her walls clenched around his long, thick finger. With his lips on her own, she kissed him back desperately, having to adjust to the taste of blood on his lips and in his mouth. It was so strange, but she couldn't be discouraged with how intense things were between them right now, like a fire that was burning hotter and hotter.
When he shifted off her a bit, Elena very awkwardly moved to push her shorts and panties off, not wanting to let go of his cock. But she did manage to shed them with a few wiggles of her hips and her legs moving just right so she was then naked beneath him. Elena smiled, spreading her thighs open and jerking him off more firmly, yet slower, allowing her fingers to tease the tip of his cock. She wanted to speak, but feeling was so much better with Damon.