Chapter Four:
Her door was still not fixed. It had been a week, and her door was still broken. Not that Darien wanted her to go away...he immensely enjoyed her company. She brought a bright cheer to his otherwise dull apartment, and they had gone out on a couple of dates since that fateful day.
There was just one problem.
Her proximity was driving him crazy. The dreams had gotten worse–he now had fantasies that he walked into his bedroom where she slept and kissed her, and kept kissing her...but he'd wake before much more than a little making out had happened and wondered why he was on the sofa sleeper alone. Life was getting hectic, and it didn't help that he had seen the little pajamas she wore to bed. Oh, she was always wearing a terrycloth robe when she was around the apartment in them, but he had seen them on the floor by the bed one morning while she was in the shower.
Not that he was snooping around her things! It just so happened that his closet was IN his bedroom, and he needed to get clothes out of it every morning. When he saw the little short shorts and the tank top that was hardly fit to be called a tank top, he groaned. How was he going to survive? The girl was driving him positively crazy, and there was nothing he could do about it. He was actually succeeding in taking their relationship somewhat slow. He had kept their kisses to just that–kisses, and had resisted going any farther than that, but he didn't know how much longer he could continue to do this while she was living in his place.
Oh no, not again, he thought when he went into his room that morning. Her pajamas were on the floor by the bed again, and he couldn't help but wonder what wore under her robe when she went to get in the shower. Damn it, stop thinking about that!
He realized that he had been standing in the same spot for some time when Serena walked up behind him. "Are you alright, Darien?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm fine," he lied, trying his hardest not to think about what was under her robe as he looked at her.
"You know, you really can sleep in your own room, I would be fine on the couch. I know this is an imposition, me staying here for so long. How can I make it up to you?" she asked, looking up at him with those big blue eyes, her long hair wrapped up in a white white towel.
You could start by sharing my bed with me...he wanted to say, but said instead, "There's no need, Serena. We've been over this before. You don't need to pay me back for anything and I don't care about sleeping on the couch."
She stepped close to him and reached up to stroke the side of his face, her body not quite touching him. It didn't matter, he was taken in anyway by her freshly showered scent. He found his hands on her hips and had to fight to keep himself from pulling her tightly into his arms while he ravaged her mouth with his. "Are you sure?" she whispered seductively, standing up on her tip-toes to kiss him on the lips lightly.
His hands tightened on her hips as his body responded to her tone. Serena wondered if she had finally made him snap, and hoped desperately that she had. Since that first time they had kissed so passionately, he had been more reserved and rigidly in control, keeping any passion he might be feeling sternly in check. She was getting immensely frustrated with him. She knew he wanted her, but she couldn't seem to get him to even show it, much less act on it!
On the other hand, he's taking it slow rather than simply trying to jump me like all the others. I suppose I should be grateful, she thought.
His hands moved up from her hips to her waist and he let out a shuddering breath. Ah, perhaps I've finally done it...she thought, and then couldn't find a coherent thought to save her life when he lowered his mouth to hers, but instead of crushing his lips on hers, he kissed her slowly and tauntingly, his tongue teasing hers while his hands moving up from her waist to her ribs, so close to her breasts...
He pulled away from her mouth and put his lips by her ear. "Is this what you want?" he whispered roughly, his breath hot on her skin.
"God, yes," she gasped out. When he let her go, she nearly fell and groaned with disappointment.
He chuckled deep in his throat as he looked at her, his eyes filled with hunger. This was the Darien she had seen a glimpse of that day at her apartment...this was the Darien she had been trying so hard to bring back out.
He raked over her body with his eyes as he stood back. How could he not go to her, standing there with her wet hair tumbling down about her shoulders from the towel falling off her head? Her so kissable lips were parted, her chest heaving as she watched him. He pulled his shirt over his head and rid himself of the sweatpants that were doing little to hide his arousal, anyway.
In his underwear, he stepped closer to her and put a hand on the tie of her robe, looking at her face to make sure this was indeed what she wanted him to do. "Please," she whispered, nearly undoing his control. If he was going to do this, he was going to do it right, and not merely thrust himself upon her. He was going to take it slow, to make damn sure she needed him as much as he needed her. He was going to make her feel the lust that he felt in full measure.
He pulled on the tie of the robe and it came undone. He slipped his shaking hands inside the robe at her waist and trailed them softly up her sides to her ribs to the sides of her breasts. She trembled with anticipation when he reached that point, and he lingered, his fingers caressing just the sides before he moved up and to her shoulders to slide the robe to the floor. He put his hands carefully on her waist and pushed her onto her back on the bed, taking a moment to drink in her naked glory. He carefully settled himself next to her on his side and kissed her none too gently before she could ask the question he saw in her eyes.
She kissed him back ardently, her hands in his hair. He pulled out of the kiss and stroked her face, then trailed his fingers down her neck, his lips following the trail his fingers marked. He nibbled the tender skin of her neck softly, not wanting to mar the perfect skin with bruises, while his fingers moved down from her neck and found one of her nipples. She moaned, running her hands through his hair and down the back of his neck, making a shiver run down his spine. His hand spasmed on her breast. Skipping the expanse of skin between her neck and her breasts, he moved his mouth quickly to the nipple he had been fondling and suckled on it, teasing it lightly with his teeth and his tongue. It was her turn to shiver, and her nails dug into her shoulders as her back arched to get more. He moved to cover her body more completely with his own, and she spread her legs obligingly while he still teased her nipple. He abruptly released it and looked into her eyes. They were dark with desire. Propping himself up on his elbow, he touched her lips and then trailed his fingers down over her chin, down her neck, between her breasts and over her stomach to move down still farther over her left hip bone and down her thigh. She stared up at him, panting and trembling, and he trailed his fingers up the inside of her thigh slowly, so slowly...
His fingers had just reached the warm, wet delicate folds of skin at the apex of her legs when a loud knock sounded on the door to his apartment. He froze, and growled angrily. "Ignore it, Darien...please..." Serena whimpered, twitching under him. He wanted nothing more than to obey her.
"Darien? Serena?" Andrew's voice came from the other side of the door. "You guys there?"He cursed roundly under his breath and kissed Serena roughly on the lips before standing up and throwing his pants back on. He picked up her robe and tossed it to her before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.
He walked to the apartment door and flung it open, glaring at Andrew as he walked in. "Hey, man, what's wrong?" Andrew asked, looking more than a little scared at the fury in Darien's face.
Anyone hate me? Hehe...ok, this is fun.
In response to Edens-MoonlightAngel–I try. Cliffhangers are something I'm good at, apparently. Lmao.
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