Serena's eyes drowsily opened, her head lying on a very very soft pillow. Wait, there was something wrong with this pillow. It was too warm, too muscular. She looked up slightly, realizing what had happened the night before with her boss. Or rather ex-boyfriend.
"Good morning," He murmured, kissing the top of her head. Glancing at the clock, he shot her a smile. "You're late for work."
"You are too." She rolled off of him, snuggling into a real pillow. She stared at him as he stroked her cheek, replacing his fingers with his lips quickly.
"You're off today. Told them I had to go over procedure with you." Dan muttered softly, his arm lazily thrown over her waist.
"Thanks, but I don't think I need it." She sat up, covering her chest with the sheet. "Last night was a mistake, it can't happen again Dan."
"Last night was amazing. Not the sex, but that was amazing too." He chuckled, letting his cool fingers trace her blush.
"You are my boss. I'm your employee. Dan..this just can't work." She sighed, burying her face in her hands, tears of frustration almost coming.
"Okay, so from now on we just don't talk? Like we did all those years ago? Look how well it turned out." He scooted closer to her, picking up his discarded blazer and wrapping it around her bare shoulders.
"This is wrong though." She moaned, peaking at him through her fingers.
Dan gently wrestled her fingers off her face, kissing her. "Tell me that doesn't feel right."
"I...I can't." She gave him the smallest of smiles. "How come I always turn to jelly around you?"
"Because I'm sexy?" He joked, kissing her again before she could smack him.
"Shut up." She giggled, letting him push her back against the pillows, removing the blazer gently from her grasp.
"Um," He licked his lips, kissing her gently. "I should probably, you know, shower."
"You smell fine to me." She kissed him, pulling him back.
"Nice try Princess." He smiled, kissing her forehead before jumping off the bed and into the shower.
Serena rolled her eyes, slumping against the pillows as she remembered the events that had occurred the night before.
He kissed her furiously, hands roaming up and down her back, finally cupping her bottom through her dress. Her hands worked to undo his tie while still trying to keep their lips together. She tugged on it, frustrated, finally deciding to just tear it off.
He chuckled, hearing the expensive material rip, but his laughter was short lived as in one fluid motion, she stepped out of her dress, the yellow material pooling at her feet.
She undid her messy bun, letting her golden hair fall at her shoulders. She reached down and swiftly removed her heels as he frantically tried to unbutton his shirt.
"Looks like you need a little help." She whispered, kissing the bit of his chest that he had exposed. She felt his hands tighten around her waist and silently began to work on his buttons as he placed hot, wet kisses on her neck.
"Just a little." He agreed, letting her push his shirt off his broad shoulders. The second she felt him relax, she pushed him back onto the bed, falling with a slight thud. Feeling him slightly through his dress pants, she pressed her lips to one nipple, flicking her tongue over and over it.
He moaned loudly, flipping her over so he could regain control. "My turn." He grunted, unclasping her bra, almost moaning as her breasts came free.
"I wasn't aware that my turn ever began." She giggled, trying to free his belt as he kissed her, holding her tightly with no intent to let go. "Dan..your belt."
"Oh, what, right." He quickly undid his belt, sliding his satin dress pants down his legs, letting them fall next to the gown. "Better?"
"Much." She laughed, as he let one hand entangle itself in her hair. "Kiss me." Before letting him even think about answering, she pressed her lips against his.
After a few minutes of breathless kisses, he pulled away, meeting her eyes. "I want you." He murmured, kissing her neck, his mouth suckling the soft flesh. "I need you."
He broke the kiss, smiling smugly when he saw the mark he left. His head disappeared from view and Serena was about to ask what he was doing when she felt his hot breath on one of her thighs.
"Serena?" Dan walked out of the bathroom, a small red towel hanging low on his hips. "I'm disappointed. I thought you were going to join me."
"Well while you were taking care of your daydream, I was enjoying mine, which you interrupted." She grinned, making him blush as he toweled his hair dry. "You're still wet."
"I know." He unceremoniously threw the towel in a nearby chair and stripped off the red one, throwing it at her. "Catch."
"What the hell!?" She threw it aside, crossing her arms, frowning at him.
"Read it."
"Breakfast?" She read, looking up at him. "What?"
Dan sighed, sitting next to her, still naked. "Are you hungry? I thought we could go get some breakfast."
"Room service?"
"No because I know you'll order strawberries and we'll never get out of here."
She giggled, kissing him on the cheek. "Sure, but..I don't have any clothes other than the gown."
"That can be remedied easily." A loud knock on the door made him quickly put the towel back on. He opened the door and accepted a bag from the bellhop. "See? Taken care of."
"And you couldn't have gotten food with that because?"
"Just....just don't eat any strawberries when we get down to breakfast." Dan handed her the bag of clothes.
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Dan reached for Serena's hand, intertwining their fingers together. He brought their hands up and brushed his lips against her knuckles. "You know, last night. I didn't even know if you were dating someone or not, if you were married or not. I still don't know."
"I'm not." She replied quickly, reassuring his fear. "Are...are you?"
He stayed silent for a moment, thinking. They reached the cafe and he pulled out a chair for her, still thinking. "Yes." He said slowly. "I think I am."
"Oh." She felt her throat close up as she hurriedly picked up the menu, scanning through it.
"Hey, its not like that." He pulled the menu away, catching her hand. "The only girl I have a relationship with right now is the one sitting across from me, if you want that."
"I do, but I don't know how this is going to work. Are we just going to wait till the office gets boring and then do it on your desk?" She said sarcastically, staring him in his brown eyes.
"No, of course not. At work, I am your boss and you are my employee. Outside of work, you're my girlfriend. Or if you want, you don't have to work there."
"No, I want to, but"
She was cut off as a waiter arrived at their table, bearing a fresh plate of strawberries. "On the house, Mr. Humphrey."
"Thanks."
Serena looked at him, hesitated for a brief second before picking one up and placing it in his hand.
He looked at her, questioning her move when he silently pressing it against her lips. She let the strawberry slip through her lips, a spark going through her when his fingers remained in the same position, unmoving. She quickly swallowed the fruit, and leaned forward slightly, licking the small red trail of juice off his index finger.
Without breaking eye contact, she stood up, pulling him with her. "We're going back to the room. Now."
He nodded, throwing a five on the table, willingly letting her pull him.
