Damon

I was walking a slippery slope. It was hard not to, after all, Isabella was a slippery slope herself. Being around her made me feel like I was being sucked into a whirlpool or a black hole that threatened to take rather than give. But it wasn't a painful experience, neither was it something I was hoping to live for.

She moaned beneath me as I kissed her softly. I could tell that she was skeptical and probably would prefer it if she left, so I deemed it would be best not to scare her off. Her hand slowly moved from where it was on the bed and wrapped...