Aila smiled at his voice and bit her lip, making sure she had not blocked their bond. She wanted them to be as connected as possible, and she could already feel waves of his emotions crashing into her. His growing arousal, his temper and concern mixed with a lot of longing. And for a little while, she wanted to be lost in this little bubble created just for them. Aila didn't want to think about everything plaguing her mind.
A breathless sigh escaped her mouth, causing her to blush, but she continued to stroke herself gently.
She could hear some shuffling sounds on the phone, making her wonder where Damon was. "Aila.. Why are you doing this to me.." He groaned, and she imagined him raking his hand through his unruly hair, his bicep bulging.
His words made her giggle breathlessly. "Why don't you join me.." She purred.
