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After dressing up Damon walked out of the room towards the kitchen. He was starving. The dining table was already set and most of the seats had been filled. He greeted everyone before going to sit at the head chair. He saw Bella walking down the stairs in jeans and a skin tight t shirt highlighting every curve of her body sensually even though her face was devoid of any makeup. Her half wet hair were falling over her shoulder in waves, while her eyes came to meet his. 

He had to clutch the edge of the hardwood table in a death grip from snapping the control he was desperately trying to keep the grasp of. Breathing harshly his eyes dropped to her lips that he had imagine being wrapped around his cock less than an hour ago and his heart started racing faster. 

She looked away from him to find an empty seat to sit down. There w