WARNING: This chapter has a more detailed sexual scene for the most part of it. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, just scan the very end and beginning.
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Broken Together
Chapter Ten
"How the heck do you have so much money?" Darien asked, watching me plan for Raye's bachelorette party in a notebook on the floor.
"I used to model." I shrugged. "They pay you way too much just to take some shots in lingerie."
"You did lingerie shoots?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah." I nodded. Then, I got an idea. "Why?"
"No reason, I'm just a little shocked that's all." He replied.
"You don't think I'm good enough to be a lingerie model?" I pouted, leaning over towards him, knowing that the neck of my tee would expose more of my breasts this way.
His eyes grew wide and he stuttered. "No-no. I-I-I'm just a little surprised, that's all. I never imagined you being one to wear underwear and take pictures in front of people."
"I'm not afraid of anything, Darien." I lowered my voice, not breaking eye contact. "In fact, if you don't believe that I used to model lingerie I'll show you right now."
"What do you mean you'll show me right now?" He questioned curiously, his gaze drifting over my form. Hook, line, and sinker.
"I can change into a something a little more... provocative." I winked.
"Like one of those things girls sleep in?"
"I don't wear clothes to bed. I only made an exception for you. Besides," I scooted over to the loveseat he was sitting in and placed my body between his legs, resting each of my elbows on each of his knees and grabbing his upper thighs, "girls don't wear them to go to sleep, Darien. Girls wear those things to make guys go crazy."
"What are you doing?" He questioned as he watched me reach down and begin to peel my tee up. I could hear his voice getting deeper, huskier, and his eyes were clouded.
I tugged it over my head to expose a lacey white bra holding my large breasts back. I stood up, still between his legs, and started to shimmy out of my short shorts to give him a view of my matching white lace thong. "I'm showing you I'm not afraid to model in my lingerie, remember silly?"
"Serena this is a bad idea." He mumbled, his eyes locked on my body, and I lifted his shirt above his head and tossed it to the side.
"Maybe this isn't a bad idea, Darien," I whispered as I dipped lower between his legs again, holding my face up to his face level. I brushed my lips against his neck, breathing my hot breathe against his tanned skin, and trailing my lips down his chest and down his chiseled abs. I wanted to kiss them so bad - to soak in his hot body - but instead I started unbuttoning his jeans, then undid the zipper, and stopped. I flipped my head back to look him in the eyes again as I rubbed his upper thigh, "maybe you're just thinking a little too... South."
I stood up, very proud of myself. Sure, all I wanted to do was jump the sexy male that was now behind me but I had dignity. I felt arms wrap around my waist, going backwards, before dropping onto the couch with me on Darien's lap. He turned me around to straddle him and grabbed my butt with his hands, pushing it down and against his tightened jeans.
I couldn't help as a small moan escaped my lips. I could feel my own wetness soaking through my underwear. I had never wanted anything so bad in my life. I felt his lips against my neck, then collarbone. He made his way to my face and our lips moved against each other while his tongue rubbed the space between my lips. I opened up and let him in while he kept moving my ass - which was a lot of my own actions at this time. I broke the kiss for air and he immediately started dragging his tongue along the edge of my bra.
I needed this. I had never experienced anything like this before in my life. I had kissed Darien, back before he left for basic, and he kind of blew me off. I never imagined I'd be straddling him in my underwear while he reached behind and unlatched my bra. It fell on his thighs and his mouth latched onto one of my hardened nipples. Moans kept escaping as I pressed his face closer to my chest. All of the things his tongue could do...
As much as it killed me, I broke his feverish chest addiction so I could slide between his legs - with a different purpose his time. He stood up and I tugged at his jeans, letting them drop around his ankles. I could already see his hardened cock through the thin material of his tight briefs. I jerked down his boxers, letting him free for a moment before diving in to kiss and lick all over his head and down his shaft. He was so big - not just long but thick. We both moaned as I slipped his huge cock into my mouth - something I thought I would never feel.
I felt him grab the back of my head, pushing me quicker and deeper while desire caused him to thrust into me. It was ecstasy to play with his balls while I had a mouth full. And then I heard those words. "I'm gonna come, Serena."
His hot liquid shot back my throat and I kept my quick sucking motion, feeling his cock pulse with cum against my lips. He tasted amazing, more amazing then I had ever imagined, and I licked around the tip of his member after releasing it from my mouth.
He dropped to his knees in front of me.
"Your turn." He whispered as he pushed me lightly to the ground.
"Huh?" I asked, dumbfounded and not really sure what was going on. Everything was happening so quick.
He kissed my lips before trailing down my body. I felt him stop in front of my pussy and my body quivered with the hot breath that tortured me. I felt movement on the outside of my underwear - his tongue darting out and rubbing my own wet panties against me. I felt my muscles tighten at the assault and his wrapped his fingers on either side of my hips, slipping my panties off and leaving a trail of wetness against the insides of my legs.
His breathe felt even better without my underwear. The air was cool and his breath was hot. Then I felt his tongue rub against me, rolling over my clit while he slid a finger inside me, pumping it in and out slowly. I ignored the ting of pain, which oddly felt so good. He worked me for a minute before he slid the second finger in. I made a small sound at the pain and Darien took his slow. His fingers and tongue both worked in easier motions until I got used to it and started moaning and thrusting again. His tongue and fingers swirled and pumped me until I couldn't take it anymore. "Darien I think I'm going to-to-" I lost control of my body and felt myself release.
He slid his body up to get his face in front of mine, kissing my swollen lips and down my neck. "Did that feel good, baby?"
I could only nod. I could feel his once again hard cock, rubbing against my opening. I was about to lose my virginity to Darien Shields on the floor of the cabin we grew up in and I didn't even give a damn. I rubbed my hands up and down his body and arms. I couldn't talk, I couldn't even think.
"Do you want me baby?" I asked, rubbing one of my nipples between two of his fingers.
"I need you." I whispered, my voice full of lust.
"How bad? He whispered back into my ear.
"Really bad." My voice was strained, almost begging him.
And that's when somebody decided to knock on the door. I freaked out, swiping my clothes off of the floor and bolting back to my bedroom. I heard Darien shuffling out in the living room and he yelled out "just a minute". I tossed on shorts and a sports bra and tank top before making my way out. Darien had his clothes on but was looking for something to clean up the mess he caused from earlier. I tossed him a water bottle and flung open the door just as he twisted the cap off and dumped some on the floor.
"Damn Chad, I wasn't expecting anybody. You made me spill my drink." He lied, very poorly if I may say so myself. His nervous gaze flickered between Chad and I.
I almost had sex with Darien Shields.
"I'll clean it up, you guys should feel free to talk." I smiled, breaking the awkward silence and rushing off to go grab a towel.
I almost had sex with Darien Shields. Me. Serenity Grace Williams.
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"Serena, you and I both know we need to talk." Darien said as he sat down in front of me and my laptop, flipping the lid shut to block me from the secret board I had started on Pinterest (and had invited Amy, Lita, and Nathan's sister, Emma, to join) for Raye's party.
"It was the heat of the moment, Dare. It's okay, I understand, and I promise it won't happen again. I didn't mean to take things that far. I'm sorry." I mumbled. I had really hoped we'd brush the entire thing under the rug. I knew it wasn't going to happen, but I had prayed nonetheless. I could feel hot tears brim my eyes, rejection eating at every part of me.
"That's not what I meant Serena." His voice was soft and stern at the same time. "It's not that I didn't like it or didn't want to do those things, it's just that -"
"I'm Andrew's little sister, a friend, and that's all I'll ever be." I spat bitterly.
"Would you shut your pretty little face for one minute?" He asked and laughed when I shot him a hateful glare. "I don't want to do those things with you because we're not dating. If we were dating, it would be a completely different story."
And I didn't have a chance at dating him.
"Oh, right. I totally agree." I nodded, brushing my hurt off. He didn't need to know that I was upset. He didn't need to know to what degree he effected me. He didn't need to know all of the pain I'd gone through for the past six years. Darien didn't need to know anything. "So what did Chad come over to talk to you about?"
"Well, you may get to be the Maid of Honor but I'm the Best Man." He smiled.
"Oh my gosh, that's great Darien!" I beamed up quickly, sitting up from my laying position. "What kind of party are you going to throw for him?"
"That's a secret! You don't show me your little plans." Darien defended.
"So basically, you have absolutely no idea." I raised an eyebrow.
"Basically." He sighed.
"Well don't go for the typical strippers idea. If any of us girls find out, we will personally rip you to pieces. It's trashy and he should be focused on his woman, not some hoe. What about a weekend camping trip or paintball game or something? Either of those would be crazy fun." I pointed out, trying to run thoughts through my mind.
"Camping would be an awesome idea." He nodded. "Paintball we can do anytime, anywhere. We haven't gone camping in forever."
"I'd hate to admit it, but I'm pretty much a genius." I smiled. Then my phone started to go off. I figured it was Raye, so I didn't even look when I swiped my finger across the screen.
"Serena! I'm like so totally glad you answered! It took you long enough!" A high-pitched whine came over the other end. I never noticed how whiney Mina was until I got back. I knew she annoyed me when I first met her, but I guess I fell into a comfortable pattern with her. She was the one thing I could predict during my city life.
"Oh, um, hi Mina." I shuffled my words, not really sure what to say. She was a gossip queen and I knew she'd be digging for details. "I'm kind of busy so I don't know if I'll be able to talk long."
"Busy? Seiya said that town is nowhere and nothing, at the same time, whatever that means." I could practically see her, shrugging her shoulders. "I totally miss you, girl. I'm out here on the beach and the Martinis don't taste half as good with you not here."
"I never even drank, Mina." I couldn't help but smile. Then worry washed over me. "Aren't you pregnant?"
"So not the point. Anyway, I need a gal pal to do girl stuff with. Everybody else is so blah. You were like totally innocent and sweet. I miss pushing you in through malls and forcing you to try stuff on. Oh, and I'm totally debating on whether or not to size up in my breast implants. They don't look as big as they used to, and being pregnant doesn't help. I have this disgusting stomach, I'm totally going to have to dish out more lipo money."
"Mina, you're perfect and that size looks great on you. Anything more would be overdone." I pointed out to my surgically fanatic friend. The 'C' had already stretched her skin beyond its limits, I didn't know if it had enough elasticity to go further. It was like she hated me for retaining fat in my chest, but it was the way my body was wired. She barely had fat in her chest and it was always her biggest complaint.
"So easy for you to say Miss Au Natural." Mina spoke and I could see her waving her hand and rolling her eyes. I was pretty sure she didn't know what she was saying, either. We had barely picked up on any French during our many visits to Paris. We got lucky in the sense that every other part of the world knows English to some degree. "What are you so busy with, anyway?"
"I'm planning a bachelorette party."
A squeal erupted from the only end. "That's so awesome! I can't wait! What's her name? We should do like a girls trip!"
"Mina, I don't know how to tell you this, but she doesn't really know you and we're probably just going to do something little." I replied.
"Oh come on, Serena. Let her live a little! I'll pay to fly you guys up here so you don't have to take a stupid road trip. It'll be one weekend. We'll make it count." She pleaded. It actually wouldn't be that bad of an idea: get the girls all dressed up, strut them around a big city.
"I'd have to ask the other girls what they'd think, but I'll get back to you. I'm thinking a beach trip sounds a lot nicer, though, and somewhere within the United States." I said the last part so Mina wouldn't be able to list the several Spanish and Brazilian beaches she was thinking of. "It'd still be kind of city, yunno? But more comfortable for us. All of us used to load up and go to the beach every single summer. It's actually a perfect idea."
"A little beach sounds so boring! Take them somewhere where they can have a little adventure - something to get excited about!" Mina whined.
"You like traveling because it's your lifestyle. These girls would love to get out, but having to get passports and fly to an entirely new country is beyond them. Some even have kids here, Mina, and want to spend time with their kids."
"I don't see why. All a kid does is cry... that's why I got a nanny." Mina retorted. Her son, Jackson, was around two and a half and had probably only seen his mother and/or father a handful of times. There was no reason they deserved to have the child - they used him as a ploy for paparazzi and ditched him the second they were past cameras.
"Maybe he just wants a little attention." I suggested.
"Well I can't give him like 24/7 attention all the time; I have things to do, too." Mina argued.
"Look, I'm sorry but I really gotta go. It was nice talking to you."
"Whatev's. We definitely didn't even talk." She complained.
"Because I'm busy. Have fun with your Martini."
"I'm about to have fun with my waiter." She dropped her voice, then it perked back up as she recalled something. "Speaking of tall, dark, and handsome men, what about Seiya's brother? What's the whole deal with that? You blew me off last time."
"We're friends and I don't want anything getting blown out of proportion. Seiya and him never got along so he's not really a fan of Darien, but Dare's a great guy. We have hung out, but I've also hung out with all of my other old friends since I got back so it's not really a big deal."
"But Sei said you were totally into him?"
"Seiya has a wild imagination... it must be all the backstage drugs." We shared a giggle at this and wrapped up our phone call finally.
"More Seiya problems?" Darien raised an eyebrow.
"Not at all, just a nosey friend from back in New York. She acts like it's her job to collect and spread gossip to all. She's the one on all the tabloid covers with the people claiming that I'm her. She's pregnant with her second kid, so apparently that makes me pregnant." I smiled. "It's so hard, being famous and all."
"I'll bet." Darien shook his head and picked up a pillow, knocking me in the back of the head.