Page 34 of Strictly Business
I hurry away before anyone else asks to share the cab too. I go up to Serena on the dance floor and lean into her ear.
“My place. Now,” I say huskily.
She nods, and I can almost smell the hormones coming off her. She wants this as much as I do. She says her goodbyes to a few of the people she is dancing with and then she flits off to find her purse by which point I’ve called us a cab. I go outside to wait for it, and it pulls up at the same time as Serena appears in the street beside me.
“Good timing,” I smile.
She nods and we get into the cab. I can feel the tension in the air, the thrumming of desire that seems to pound not just through me, but through the entire cab. It feels as though the seat beneath me has a pulse of its own, like the roof and the doors have been electrified. I wonder briefly if Serena is feeling this. I don’t dare to look at her in case she is feeling the same way and we can’t keep our hands to ourselves any longer.
I can’t resist touching her though and I move my hand across the middle of the seat until my fingers find hers. She opens up her hand and I slip my fingers between hers and somehow her touch helps. While it drives me wild, it also reassures me that this is real, that Serena really is here and coming home with me, and that she wants this as much as I do.
Finally, after what feels like a lifetime, the cab driver pulls in and tells me the fare. I pay him and get out of the cab. Serena has already gotten out and she stands beside the cab waiting for me. I can see her breath clouding on the air and I can see her breasts moving slightly with each breath she takes. I take her hand and lead her to the front door which I open and let her go in first. I follow her in and close the door behind me. We head for the elevators and go up to my floor. I unlock my front door and follow Serena inside, closing and locking it behind me.
“Would you like a drink? A glass of wine or a coffee or …” I ask. I stop talking when Serena shakes her head. She takes my hand in hers and leads down the hallway towards my bedroom. I don’t have to be shown the way, but I happily follow her. I had been ready to give her another chance to back out, give her another run through of the reasons this is wrong, but with my hand in hers, I can’t remember why it is wrong, and it is obvious she wants this. I am really starting to think it can’t be wrong if we both want it so badly.
I stay quiet until we reach my bedroom door and Serena almost goes past it. She giggles slightly and back tracks to the right door. She opens it and pulls me into the room, and I kick the door closed behind us. She smiles at me, and I smile back as we stand a foot apart, facing each other. Serena’s chest is heaving now, and I know mine is doing the same. It’s a mixture of desire and maybe a few nerves now that the moment is finally here. I didn’t expect a second chance with Serena and yet here she is, in the flesh, all ready and waiting to be mine.
I reach out and pull her against me and our lips touch. It feels like fireworks exploding on my lips and my skin tingles where she touches me. I run my hands over her bare shoulders as she deepens our kiss, pushing her tongue into my mouth and sucking on mine. I moan as she writhes against me, and I slip my jacket off and then my shirt. I break our kiss long enough to pull my tie off over my head. As I do that, Serena starts on my trousers, opening them and shoving them down, followed closely by my boxer shorts.
I hop on one leg while I untie and remove a shoe and a sock and then I repeat the process on the other leg and then I finally remove my trousers and boxer shorts. I stand naked in front of Serena, and she moans appreciatively as her eyes roam over my body, settling on my cock for more than a second or two, her mouth turning up at the corners in a grin. She looks back up at my face, and her grin is gone. She is serious and full of nothing but lust when she addresses me.
“God, you’re fucking hot,” she says.
Her voice and her words fill me, and I feel my cock growing harder. I need to get Serena out of that dress and into my bed. I step closer and start to pull the dress down her arms, but she dances back out of my reach and shakes her head. I would be worried she had changed her mind, but she’s smiling at me, a teasing little smile, and her eyes are lit up playfully too.
She slips the dress off her arms herself, and it hangs on her hips, leaving her naked from the waist up. I go to touch her breasts and again, she dances away from me. She moves around me in a circle, and I spin, watching her every move. She darts in and foolishly, I think she’s coming to touch me and be touched, but no. Instead, she pushes me backwards onto the bed. I go to stand back up and she shakes her head and backs away enough that I can’t quite reach her, but I have a good view of her body.
She pushes the dress over her hips and lets it hit the ground. She kicks it away and stays like that for a moment, a vision in white lacy panties. The show is far from over though. She pushes her panties down and kicks them after her dress and then she stands with her feet slightly apart and brings her hands to her chest where she teases herself, kneading her breasts and then playing with her nipples until they harden, and goose bumps chase each other over the surface of her breasts and down her stomach.
God, she’s fucking amazing.
She moves one hand away from her breast and runs it down her body and lets it settle between her legs. She moans as she begins to rub her clit from side to side. I can tell by the slurpy sound that she is dripping wet already and knowing that turns me on so much.
She watches me, her eyes locked on mine as she touches herself and it’s the hottest thing I have ever seen. Her cheeks are flushed, her pupils are so dilated her eyes look entirely black, and her lips are red and swollen looking. I want to kiss her, taste her, caress her, but I know if I reach for her, she will back away. She is running this show tonight and who am I to stop her when she is so obviously enjoying herself?
Her mouth drops open as she keeps rubbing herself and I know she is close to coming. My cock is going wild; I am so turned on, it is almost painful, and I can’t wait any longer. I reach down and wrap my fist around my cock, and I start to move it up and down. Serena sees what I’m doing, and she moans in pleasure as she watches me. The speed of her fingers increases, and her head goes back, and her eyes roll back in their sockets as her hand clenches and her muscles tighten. The tendons in her neck strain as she calls out my name and this time, there is no stopping me.
I go to her and hold her as she climaxes. She lifts her head, and her eyes roll back into place, but she is still touching herself and she is still coming, and she kisses me hard as she moans into my mouth.
Her mouth gets lower, and I stoop slightly to follow it with mine as she kicks her heels off and then she starts to walk with me and this time when she pushes me backwards onto the mattress again, she comes with me. She wastes no time in straddling me and impaling herself on my cock. I feel her delicious warmth, her tight wetness, enveloping me and I sigh in pleasure as I begin to thrust in time with her up and down movements.
I don’t care if she still wants to tease me. I can’t wait another minute and I need to fill her all the way up before I explode. I need to make her mine. I grab her hips and roll, slamming Serena onto her back and staying on top of her. She wraps her legs around my waist, and we thrust hard.
“You. Are. Mine,” I say on each thrust. “Say it.”
“I am yours,” Serena says, her voice almost a scream as I bring closer to her climax once more. “I am yours.”
On the last word, she does scream, and I feel her warm wetness wash over me and that does it. I’m going over the edge with her. I slam all of the way into her, and I come with the tip of my cock pressed against her cervix, her body writhing beneath me. I lean down and kiss her throat as my orgasm floods me and I moan deeply as pleasure assaults every part of me and then, just when I don’t think I can take it anymore, it is over as soon as it begun, and I’m left panting and contented.
I slip out of Serena, and I instantly miss her warm folds being wrapped around my cock. I roll off her and get up and lift the duvet up so she can slip into the bed as she gets her breath back. I slip back in beside her and she rolls over to face me. She smiles at me and when I lay down next to her, she leans forward and kisses me.
We hold each other and lay quietly, getting our breath back and enjoying each other’s company. I can feel my eye lids growing heavy and I’m almost asleep when Serena speaks up.
“Oh, by the way,” she says. “If you say this is a mistake in the morning, I am going to seriously kill you.”
She’s laughing as she says it, but it makes me realize that last time we had sex and the next day I told her it was a mistake, that I really hurt her. I hate myself for that, but I won’t hurt her again.
“The only mistake I made last time was convincing myself us being together was a mistake,” I say sleepily.