Brooke loved the feel of his strong hands pinning her down. Her Damon was always so careful with her. She thought he was probably scared to remind either of them of how he'd treated her at the beginning, but the truth was that Brooke really missed having someone be a little bit dominant over her. It was part of what she'd liked about the first Damon she'd been with, and what had led her to making the decision to try and turn what she had with her Damon into something more than rape and submission. This Damon was making her feel more alive than she'd felt in months, just through the simplest, most unconscious of things.
Brooke moaned when she felt him come, keeping her legs wrapped tightly around him. She hadn't reached her own climax, but she didn't care right then. He'd given her more pleasure than she'd expected.
Brooke took a long, shuddering breath, letting her head rest back on the mattress, her arms and legs draped lazily around him. "You have no idea how much I needed that..." she murmured.