Damon bit his lip hard enough to draw blood, to stifle the moan that his girlfriend drew from him. The feel of Elena's hand slowly sliding up and down his cock was almost too much for him. He loved it when she took charge like this. Even though it took all he had to not give into his impatient impulses.
"Tease." He accused, his voice cracking with desire. "Yes, that. But faster." He was panting with the strain of talking to her while her hands were on him like that. Elena really was driving him crazy. And he really didn't know how much more teasing he could take.