Serena called down to the front desk, asking the receptionist for a
cab. The receptionist told her to come down to the main floor and a driver
would be there to pick her up immediately. Serena took the elevator and
piled her bags into it; there was scarcely enough room for her inside!
When she reached the bottom a doorman came and loaded her luggage into the trunk of a yellow cab. When she was safely inside, she waved goodbye to all her hopes and dreams about becoming Anya's mother. They pulled away from the curb just as a slightly disoriented Darien came running out, grey silk boxers and blue dress shirt flapping in the wind.
"Serena! Serena! Wait!" Could be heard outside, but Serena was too enveloped in her tears to notice. A loud bang on the back of the car jolted her out of her sorrow; she turned around and gasped.
Swinging around, she tapped the driver lightly on the shoulder. "Please, let me out! I have to get out!" The cab slowed and Serena flung the door open, anxious to see Darien's face again.
"Serena, where were you going? Anya is so scared; she told me what she said last night. She thinks she scared you away, she says you're mad at her! She woke up at 3 AM and asked for you, and when I checked you were gone... she doesn't know what to do! Please, talk to her." Darien's eyes were pleading and his hands gripped her shoulders.
Serena nodded her head and turned to the driver. "Could you please take my things inside and have the doorman take it up to Mr. Shields' room, will you? Thanks." Serena turned to Darien and they walked into the hotel together, talking the whole while. When they reached the elevator, Darien opened the door and the two walked in.
Darien leaned forward and placed his hand on her arm. "Serena, I'm sorry Anya made you feel bad about not always being there for her, but I know she just wanted to make sure you didn't leave." Serena leaned in as well, looking into Darien's eyes with a curious, yet flirty expression in her eyes.
"Darien, she never hurt me at all. I was just afraid; afraid to get to know her, and you, and then have to leave again. I couldn't do that to her; I couldn't let her have her mommy back and then rip her family apart." A single tear dropped from her eyes, flowing gently down the side of her cheek until Darien caught it in a kiss.
"I won't let that happen, Serena. I promise." He placed his lips upon hers and kissed her gently, pulling away to stop himself from going too far.
She laid her head on his shoulder and when the doors opened the couple looked out, smiling when they saw a tearful Anya standing at the doorway.
"Serena! I'm so sorry! I'll never do that again, I promise. Just don't leave me!" Anya wrapped her arms around Serena's legs and Serena knelt down, pulling the girl into a tight hug.
"Oh, honey! I'm not leaving. I almost did, but that's not your fault. I'm so sorry, baby, so very, very sorry." Serena cried as she hugged Anya, feeling slightly better when Darien's strong hands wrapping around her shoulders.
"Come on, ladies, let's get you two inside." Darien helped Serena and Anya out of the elevator and into his suite, closing the door softly beside him. "I'll make some tea, and we'll all sit and watch television until we calm down. Anya, honey, will you go get a blanket for you and Serena to share? You can lie down on the couch."
Anya ran over to the cupboard and pulled out a fuzzy pink blanket, carrying it over to Serena on the couch. Serena picked the little girl up and laid back, Anya curled up beside her. Within minutes, the pair was sleeping peacefully together. Darien stared at the sight of mother holding her daughter as though she'd never let go; this was what he'd wanted. Beryl could never have cuddled Anya so lovingly. Golden hair flowed over the couch and a glow rested over the girls' faces; they truly looked like angels.
Darien made himself tea and watched TV for an hour until the pair awoke, smiling when Serena's blue eyes opened and she grinned. Slowly, she picked up Anya and carried her to her room, setting her in her bed and pulling the covers up to her neck. Just as Serena kissed Anya's forehead, Darien walked in.
"She was up half the night, worried about you. I'm glad you came back. For her and for me." He pulled Serena into a tight embrace, kissing her softly on the lips. Passion overtook him and he kissed her harder, running his tongue across her lips. She opened them and he dove in, exploring with a need that was nearly insatiable.
When they broke apart for air, Serena led them out of the room and into the master bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed. Darien sat over her and pressed her into the bed, growing hard at the mere thought of Serena here, in his bed.
She tugged off her shirt and he undid his, his stare penetrating her bra. She blushed and began to cover up, but his hands quickly stopped her.
"Why would you cover up? You're so beautiful." Darien watched as she slid her arms down to her side. He pulled off her skirt, throwing it onto the floor without caring if it got wrinkled. He smiled at the sight before him; Serena's golden hair cascaded down her back, her crystal blue eyes highlighted by her soft pink bra and lace boy shorts. His grey silk boxers suddenly grew too tight for him and he could bear it no longer; pulling them down, he discarded them onto the growing pile of clothing. Serena smiled and unclipped her bra, letting in fall gently down her shoulders. Lastly her underwear came off, completing their transformation into nakedness.
Darien lay down on top of Serena, kissing her cheek gently. He began to kiss her neck gently, smiling when she arched against him. "Darien, please..." she pleaded softly, and he kissed her again, this time blowing gently on her neck. She arched and gasped, panting heavily. Her eyelids drooped and she became limp for a few seconds before realizing what Darien had done to her. Panting hard, she kissed Darien hard on the lips and soon their tongues were dancing, hands roaming free over their bodies.
Darien soon couldn't take it anymore, and placed himself over Serena's entrance. Looking into her eyes she nodded, and he thrust deeply into her, delighting in her moan of ecstasy. His thrusts deepened and became faster, bringing Serena into a climax. Darien climaxed soon afterwards, falling softly on top of Serena's sweat-soaked body. They lay there for a few minutes before Darien got up and began changing, remembering that the tea pot was still on the stove, boiling.
When she reached the bottom a doorman came and loaded her luggage into the trunk of a yellow cab. When she was safely inside, she waved goodbye to all her hopes and dreams about becoming Anya's mother. They pulled away from the curb just as a slightly disoriented Darien came running out, grey silk boxers and blue dress shirt flapping in the wind.
"Serena! Serena! Wait!" Could be heard outside, but Serena was too enveloped in her tears to notice. A loud bang on the back of the car jolted her out of her sorrow; she turned around and gasped.
Swinging around, she tapped the driver lightly on the shoulder. "Please, let me out! I have to get out!" The cab slowed and Serena flung the door open, anxious to see Darien's face again.
"Serena, where were you going? Anya is so scared; she told me what she said last night. She thinks she scared you away, she says you're mad at her! She woke up at 3 AM and asked for you, and when I checked you were gone... she doesn't know what to do! Please, talk to her." Darien's eyes were pleading and his hands gripped her shoulders.
Serena nodded her head and turned to the driver. "Could you please take my things inside and have the doorman take it up to Mr. Shields' room, will you? Thanks." Serena turned to Darien and they walked into the hotel together, talking the whole while. When they reached the elevator, Darien opened the door and the two walked in.
Darien leaned forward and placed his hand on her arm. "Serena, I'm sorry Anya made you feel bad about not always being there for her, but I know she just wanted to make sure you didn't leave." Serena leaned in as well, looking into Darien's eyes with a curious, yet flirty expression in her eyes.
"Darien, she never hurt me at all. I was just afraid; afraid to get to know her, and you, and then have to leave again. I couldn't do that to her; I couldn't let her have her mommy back and then rip her family apart." A single tear dropped from her eyes, flowing gently down the side of her cheek until Darien caught it in a kiss.
"I won't let that happen, Serena. I promise." He placed his lips upon hers and kissed her gently, pulling away to stop himself from going too far.
She laid her head on his shoulder and when the doors opened the couple looked out, smiling when they saw a tearful Anya standing at the doorway.
"Serena! I'm so sorry! I'll never do that again, I promise. Just don't leave me!" Anya wrapped her arms around Serena's legs and Serena knelt down, pulling the girl into a tight hug.
"Oh, honey! I'm not leaving. I almost did, but that's not your fault. I'm so sorry, baby, so very, very sorry." Serena cried as she hugged Anya, feeling slightly better when Darien's strong hands wrapping around her shoulders.
"Come on, ladies, let's get you two inside." Darien helped Serena and Anya out of the elevator and into his suite, closing the door softly beside him. "I'll make some tea, and we'll all sit and watch television until we calm down. Anya, honey, will you go get a blanket for you and Serena to share? You can lie down on the couch."
Anya ran over to the cupboard and pulled out a fuzzy pink blanket, carrying it over to Serena on the couch. Serena picked the little girl up and laid back, Anya curled up beside her. Within minutes, the pair was sleeping peacefully together. Darien stared at the sight of mother holding her daughter as though she'd never let go; this was what he'd wanted. Beryl could never have cuddled Anya so lovingly. Golden hair flowed over the couch and a glow rested over the girls' faces; they truly looked like angels.
Darien made himself tea and watched TV for an hour until the pair awoke, smiling when Serena's blue eyes opened and she grinned. Slowly, she picked up Anya and carried her to her room, setting her in her bed and pulling the covers up to her neck. Just as Serena kissed Anya's forehead, Darien walked in.
"She was up half the night, worried about you. I'm glad you came back. For her and for me." He pulled Serena into a tight embrace, kissing her softly on the lips. Passion overtook him and he kissed her harder, running his tongue across her lips. She opened them and he dove in, exploring with a need that was nearly insatiable.
When they broke apart for air, Serena led them out of the room and into the master bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed. Darien sat over her and pressed her into the bed, growing hard at the mere thought of Serena here, in his bed.
She tugged off her shirt and he undid his, his stare penetrating her bra. She blushed and began to cover up, but his hands quickly stopped her.
"Why would you cover up? You're so beautiful." Darien watched as she slid her arms down to her side. He pulled off her skirt, throwing it onto the floor without caring if it got wrinkled. He smiled at the sight before him; Serena's golden hair cascaded down her back, her crystal blue eyes highlighted by her soft pink bra and lace boy shorts. His grey silk boxers suddenly grew too tight for him and he could bear it no longer; pulling them down, he discarded them onto the growing pile of clothing. Serena smiled and unclipped her bra, letting in fall gently down her shoulders. Lastly her underwear came off, completing their transformation into nakedness.
Darien lay down on top of Serena, kissing her cheek gently. He began to kiss her neck gently, smiling when she arched against him. "Darien, please..." she pleaded softly, and he kissed her again, this time blowing gently on her neck. She arched and gasped, panting heavily. Her eyelids drooped and she became limp for a few seconds before realizing what Darien had done to her. Panting hard, she kissed Darien hard on the lips and soon their tongues were dancing, hands roaming free over their bodies.
Darien soon couldn't take it anymore, and placed himself over Serena's entrance. Looking into her eyes she nodded, and he thrust deeply into her, delighting in her moan of ecstasy. His thrusts deepened and became faster, bringing Serena into a climax. Darien climaxed soon afterwards, falling softly on top of Serena's sweat-soaked body. They lay there for a few minutes before Darien got up and began changing, remembering that the tea pot was still on the stove, boiling.