At the office the next day, Violet could not hide her happiness. Her cheeks were aglow. She was happy because the feeling she had for Damien, excited her. She was sure that he might not feel as deeply for her as she did for him and like he said last night, he didn't know where the relationship would lead them, but she could no longer deny the strong chemistry between them nor that Damien found her desirable.
Amanda noticed this and came over to her when she was less busy and cleared her throat noisily because Violet had been humming to herself.
'Amanda, it is you', she said smiling at her.
'You look really happy this morning, what could possibly be the reason?'
'Oh, life. Being alive is enough to be happy isn't it?' she asked evasively.
'Yes, but there is more to your happiness than that', Amanda insisted. 'Could it be because of our boss?'
Violet was shocked. How could Amanda think that? Had she noticed something?
'Oh, don't look so shocked', Amanda said, smiling mischievously. 'You know you can tell me anything. But you have just confirmed my suspicion. I have seen the way the boss, Mr. Douglas has been treating you since the Clark episode and I thought at first that he was just being sympathetic but the look in his eyes whenever he looks at you is far from being holy or sympathetic'.
'What do you mean?'
'The guy is smitten with you'. 'I was not sure what your feelings were at first but I have just got my answer. You love him too'.
'But how can you be sure that he loves me?' she asked.
'I can see it in his eyes. I have had experiences with men and believe me when I say I can tell a genuine attraction if I see one'.
'He does not love me', Violet insisted, 'Not yet anyway. He is just attracted to me'.
'But being with him makes you happy, doesn't it?' Amanda said, 'You do not have to answer, the glow on your face tells it all. Life is short, give him a chance. You never can tell what might happen'.
'He has asked me for another date and I was going to give him an excuse. I do not know what to do. I do not want to be heartbroken ' Violet said, her face creased in a frown of contemplation.
'Heed my advice and enjoy yourself' Amanda said. 'Worst scenario, you find out that you are not meant for each other and break up. But you could also find out that you cannot live with each other and you end up being the lady of the manor and live happily ever after', Amanda smiled but Violet did not return the smile. She frowned.
'It is that worst scenario that scares me. It could break my heart if I end up being dumped after giving my heart unreservedly to him', she confided.
'See how happy you look. When have you been as happy and alive as this?' Amanda asked. 'It is better if you ask me, to experience such love and happiness even for a short while than not to know how it feels being in love or experiencing happiness with the person you love. You life would be so dull'.
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Damien took her to a seaside restaurant, and they had their separate camp outside. They moved towards the sea and sat throwing stones at the water.
They could not stop looking at each other and they both knew what the other wanted but they refused to act on it and kept speaking and their need for each other kept increasing and nearly crowding their minds.
Damien felt that he might be unable to control his desire for her if they stayed any longer and suggested that they left.
He drove but instead of taken her home, he took another route and stopped in front of a mighty white marbled house.
'I want you to know where I live', he said by way of explanation but they both knew the real reason he had brought them there.
He got out of the car and opened the passenger door for her and they walked up the stairs into the house.
Violet was filled with apprehension as well as excitement. She did not know what to expect but she had made up her mind to plunge in. Like Amanda had said she wanted to feel alive again in Damien's arms. She did not want to spend the rest of her days wondering how it would have been between them and if it would have worked out.
The living room was well decorated but Violet felt that it needed a woman's touch and was already making plans on what to do to make it more homey and warm. Then she caught herself. She was going ahead of herself.
He lead her into the bedroom and the king sized bed there with a most inviting and fluffy mattress and duvet attracted her eyes. The sight also suggested something erotic to her and she could feel her heart pounding with anticipation. She could not believe that she had felt disappointed when instead of kissing her and the sea restaurant, Damien had asked that they left but she wasn't going to beg him for it and that was why she had kept quiet but now in his house, in his bedroom, looking at his very inviting bed, she looked at him and found him looking at her, his eyes very dark with desire and she knew that he could read the desire in hers as well.
They needed no words as he drew her into his arms.
He bent his head and took her mouth into his. His kiss was at first soft and tender. Short heated kisses but it became longer and more heated and passion flared between them. Violet's head was clouded, she was so weak that the room swam around her, making her so dizzy that she had to shut her eyes, she went limp, half fainting in his arms.
Damien gently laid her on the bed and she was too absorbed in kidding him back to know what had happened. He came down with her, lying full length on the bed, murmuring huskily without words as his mouth moved against hers.
He pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulders, and his finger tips stroked along her bare skin. Violet's hands clenched in his his thick dark hair, a terrible excitement pulsing in her body. She couldn't think of anything but the pleasure he was giving her touching her that way. She felt as though she was trapped in a dream, a hot sensual dream.
Damien caressed her long, pale throat with one hand, while the other slid downwards, pushing her gown down with it, to bare her breasts. He cupped one, his palm beneath the full weight of her warm flesh, his fingers slowly stroking upward, his thumb rubbing her hard, round nipple.
Violet gave a low, deep moan, trembling violently. She hadn't known that anything could give so much pleasure. The wildness of her own response took her by surprise. She could never resist him, no one had made her feel this way before, not that there had been anyone in her life. She wanted him fiercely. She put her arms around his body and touched him with passion, twisting restlessly on the bed, making high excited sounds in her throat.
He slid his mouth from her lips to her throat, then downwards, very slowly, an inch at a time, over the warm smooth skin of her breasts until he closed his mouth around one of her nipples, starling a cry of wild desire from her.
She held his head there, groaning, as his hands moved even lower to her hips, her thighs. The heat inside her was burning her up, she forgot everything but her need of him.
His mouth trailed down to her thighs and to her most private region, where he kissed the core of her womanhood. She was very wet and ready for the taking and she could feel his need of her as well, he straddled her and gently thrust his hard length in her but it was met with some resistance and she stiffened and looking at her, he saw terror in her eyes and knew that she was recalling the rape attempt on her.
Before she could close up on him, he kissed her, speaking softly to her. 'It's okay love, It's only me, Damien. I could never hurt you', he said, 'I shall be gentle with you'.
As he spoke, he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked it gently, the exquisite pleasure Violet felt erased all else from her mind but her most raging need and the ache in her core demanding to be sated.
'Take me, Damien. Take me, now'.
With a wild groan, he thrust into her again and the barrier gave way. She felt a sharp pain but Damien still kissing her nipples and caressing her, while moving gently in her calmed her and soon, she felt no pain but a greater pleasure.
It kept building and building until she felt weightless as she fell into a pool of unimaginable pleasure convulsing and screaming in ecstasy. His tempo increased and he went out of control as the thrust harder and fasting, unable to restrain himself any longer and with a low animal groan, he climaxed as well.