Hello guys and gals! I'm currently working on a very long story but in between chapters, I wrote this beauty up. Hope you enjoy this dose of lemonade!
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Darien tapped his foot impatiently as he eagerly waited for the elevator to reach his floor. He hadn't seen his blond beauty since they split in the ally, issuing a race to his apartment. He smiled confidently, trying to think of something snappy to say when she arrived after him.
The elevator dinged and the doors slid open. He rushed out and headed straight for his apartment, thrusting his hand into his pocket in search of his key. But his key wasn't there. Confused, he checked his other pocket as he stood in front of his apartment door. Nothing.
Then it dawned on him. His eyes widened.
His eyes slowly moved to his door, seeing it slightly open. Very slowly, he reached his hand out and pushed the door open. He stepped in carefully and quietly closed the door behind him. As he headed down the hall, the room opened to reveal a living room set to the right. Behind that was the dining room table. And on top of the dining room table sat Serena, swinging his keys around her finger with a smirk on her face.
"How did you..." he trailed off in disbelief. She grinned widely at him.
"A girl has to have her secrets," she mocked. He grinned back as he moved toward her.
"You little minx," he teased.
"Now, since I have won the bet, I do believe proper payment is due," she said slyly. A high heeled foot on each chair, she spread her knees apart to reveal no panties. Darien's eyes darkened as he licked his lips. He placed a hand on each knee and looked her in the eye.
"Do you have any idea how much you torture me," he said in a husky voice before capturing her lips with his, striking up a battle of tongues. After a moment, she pulled away, a sexy smile on her lips.
"Payment is due, love. I've earned my winnings," she said, placing a hand on each of his shoulders and pushing him down. She found no resistance as he freely dropped before her.
"Seeing as how I AM the one who lost," he trailed off as he gazed at the sight before him. She was again dripping wet, already ready and waiting for him. His pants grew increasingly tighter. He gazed up at her to find her watching him, her eye burning. He licked his lips slowly, enticing a sharp inhale from his lover.
Returning his attention back to the heat in front of him, he leaned in and licked the juices coming from her. She gasped in pleasure and he grinned. Grabbing her thighs with each hand, he held her legs open as he dove in, his tongue pushing deep inside with without warning. She gasped again, her hands diving to tangle into his hair. As he sucked, her grip on his hair tightened to a painful state. But he didn't mind it. It was proof to him on how much she was truly enjoying this and he smirked with pride.
He nipped at her lips while his tongue moved in and out of her. While continuing his ministrations, he looked up to see her head tossed back and her mouth open as she moaned. Her hips began moving in time with his tongue and he had to hold her thighs tighter to keep her still. The louder her cries became, the harder he sucked until he could feel her muscles tighten around his tongue and his name escaped her lips.
Her breathing was heavy as he pulled back and stood to face her, a triumphant smirk on his face. She looked at him breathless with hungry eyes.
"I take it that reward was sufficient?" He grinned. But she didn't reply, instead taking him by the back of the neck and pulling him into a passionate kiss. He returned her kiss, slow and deliberate. Unlike their usual hurried, lust filled lip locks. She could taste herself on his tongue and it only intensified the heat within her.
Gently, he slid her to the edge of the table where she could easily wrap her legs around him. He slipped her shoes off, letting them hit the floor. With ease, he picked her up and headed toward his room, never breaking their kiss. He kicked his bedroom door open and gently laid her on his bed.
His lips moved from her mouth to her cheek to her jaw and down to her neck. Serena tilted her head to give him better access as he trailed up, sucking on a sensitive spot behind her ear. Her hands entwined in his hair again as she moaned softly.
His hands trailed down her sides and up the inside of her halter top. Her back arched slightly as his hands came in contact with her breasts. As he tweaked her nipples, she moaned his name.
Her voice stirred his insides. He pulled away, pulling her into a sitting position so he could slowly pull off her shirt. She returned the favor, letting her hands trail his muscular chest. His breath caught in his throat.
Usually, their sexual encounters were full of lust and passion, tearing each other's clothes off to devour each other as fast as possible. Their first time had been in a closet they had been locked in by Andrew because of their continuous fighting.
Andrew had wanted them to work out their differences. Instead, the sexual tension between the two had been overwhelming and they had both given into temptation, having an experience similar to the one just earlier in the ally.
Since then, in public, they still fought like cats and dogs. But as soon as they were alone together, hormones took over and it was always a fight to get the upper hand.
This was different. And he knew it the moment she kissed him on the table; a slow, deliberate caressing of lips and tongues.
This wasn't sex. This wasn't fucking. This was making love, something they had never done. She had been his first and her, his. And it had always been fucking. This would definitely be a new experience and it thrilled him.
He leaned forward and kissed her sensually, pushing her slowly back onto the bed. Her breasts pressed against his bare chest as he assaulted her mouth. Her hands trailed up his biceps to his neck as his lips trailed back down to hers. His hands moved to massage her breasts. She moaned into his mouth and brought her leg to up his waist, allowing him to fit between her legs better.
His left hand automatically went to her bended knee at his side. Slowly and deliberately, his hand moved toward her hip under her pleated skirt. Her hips moved of their own accord, thrusting up just slightly as his hand drew closer to her sweet spot. She moaned again and then giggled as his fingers tickled her folds. He moved his head to grin down at her. She smacked his bicep playfully as she giggled up at him.
As they stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like forever. Finally, Serena reached up and grabbed him by the back of the neck, pulling him down into a tantalizing kiss.
After a moment, he pulled away, sitting up on his knees. Using both hands, he slowly pulled off her skirt. throwing it to the side. He gazed down at her naked body as if seeing it for the first time; as if really looking at it for the first time.
"Little Bunny, you are beautiful," he breathed. A flush overtook her features and she glowed. She sat up, grabbing his belt buckle and undoing his pants, pulling them down just enough for his hard manhood to pop out. She gazed at him before looking up to his hungry eyes.
"You're not too bad yourself, there, sexy," she teased. He growled playfully and she giggled as his mouth once again latched to hers and pushed her back on the bed. With his legs and feet, he kicked off the rest of his shoes, pants, and boxers, and settled back between her legs. She giggled as he struggled a bit. He gave her a playfully evil look.
She sat up slightly, pulling at the buns in her hair. Blonde tresses flowed like a halo around her. He had never seen her hair down before; just in her buns or very messy buns after a passionate rendezvous. This made things even more personal.
He lowered himself to press against her and ran a hand through her hair. She closed her eyes, enjoying in soft gesture.
"I've missed you," she said sincerely, opening her eyes to look at him. He smiled down at her.
"I've missed you too," he grinned.
"No," she said seriously. "I've missed you. Not just this," she reached down and gently grabbed his hardness. He sucked in a breath as she began stroking him up and down, playing with the tip with her fingers. "I've missed you," she said as she guided him to her entrance. The tip of his cock entered her just slightly when she pressed her other hand to his cheek to force his eyes to hers. "Make love to me, Darien," she whispered.
His breath caught and he swallowed hard. He crushed his lips to her again as he thrust into her. She moaned into his mouth as he filled her completely. He stayed still at first, enjoying the moment of being encased by her. Her tongue played with his as her legs each bent at her knees, spreading wider for him.
She didn't rush this any more than he did, loving the feeling of him inside her. Their kisses were sensual and steamy. His hands touched her lovingly instead of feverishly.
He ended their kiss, pulling away just enough to look at her face. With one hand behind her neck and the other on her hip, he pulled out to the tip before pushing back in slowly. He watched her expression, her eyes closed and her head tilted back as he did it again. The slow pace and the look on her face were erotic in its own way and he couldn't get enough.
His pace quickened slightly, needing more. Once again finding that sweet spot on her neck that he knew so well, he latched on and bite her just enough to elicit a groan. His hands massaged her breast, tweaking her nipples as he slowly moved in and out of her. Her breathing began getting heavy as her hips started matching his.
As their bodies moved as one, her lips captured his again in a passionate kiss. Her legs wrapped around his waist, sending him deeper inside her. He grunted as he began pushing faster and going deeper. Their kiss broke and he buried his head into the crook of her neck. A hand to each side of her kept him steady above her while her arms reached around to grasp at his back, giving herself more leverage to thrust herself against him.
"Faster, Darien," she moaned into his ear. He happily obliged, thrusting faster into her. He could feel her walls massaging him as he moved within her and knew she was doing it on purpose, tightening and loosening herself over and over to pleasure him more. And it was working.
With one hand, he grabbed a fist full of those beautiful blonde locks and jerked her head back. She gasped in pain and pleasure at being forced to look at him while he halted with only the head of his cock inside her.
"You keep doing that, it'll be over faster than we want it to be," he warned. She grinned, knowing exactly what he was talking about.
"That delicious tongue of yours gave me mine on the table. It's time to get yours," she teased. Using her legs wrapped around him, she thrust herself up, forcing him deep inside her. He groaned. "Cum for me, baby," she whispered seductively. If he could possibly get any harder, he just did.
He pulled out and pushed in hard. She cried out as his hard dick hit her spot. He smiled a wicked smiled down at her.
"No ," he said, drawing her attention. "We cum together."
Her eyes widened slightly in surprise but he didn't give her a chance to respond before he pulled out fast and slammed into her again. He began a hard, steady pace, once again burying his head in the crook of her neck. She began crying out with every thrust while she tried to maintain control over her muscles massaging him.
He could feel that it wouldn't be long now for him as well as her. But to make sure they came together as he promised, he dropped a hand to massage the nub between her legs. She cried out loudly as her nails raked down his back. The scraping of her nails sent a fire through him and he threw himself wildly into her.
With every hit of their hips, she cried out an "oh", "yes", "God." He was becoming vocal himself, unable to contain the loud moans and groans he released above her.
"Oh, oh please! Oh God! I'm coming! Oh, Darien! Darien!" She screamed. Her inner walls clamped tightly onto his throbbing cock and that was it. He came inside her, cursing loudly in her ear as he released.
He collapsed on top of her, using his elbows to barely hold himself up. Both of their breathing was labored and sweat tainted their bodies. He raised his head and looked down at her. She looked back at him and smiled. He smiled back and brushed the sweaty hair from her forehead. With a chuckle, he bent down and kissed her lightly on the lips.
With a heave, he pulled himself out and off of her. She groaned in disapproval at the loss of connection. He chuckled again as he drew her to him with one arm wrapped around her. She snuggled up to him, an arm on his chest and a leg tangled in his, her head on his shoulder. She sighed contently, making him smile.
"Well, this was different," he joked. He felt her tense against him. She lifted her head and looked up to him.
"Different good? Or different bad?" She asked carefully. He stared at her for a moment before giving her a soft smile. Her eyes were full of fear and he wasn't positive what on what answer she was looking for.
"Different good," he answered hesitantly. Her smiled reassured him that he had answered correctly. He leaned over to give her a chaste kiss before she snuggled back into his chest.
His gaze trailed to the ceiling. If he was being completely honest with himself, he was a little terrified. He felt the dynamic in their relationship had shifted dramatically and he wasn't sure what that would mean for them. Were they a couple now? Were they just adding a new aspect of their sexual relationship? What was going to happen?
He was confused and he didn't like being confused. Always confident and assured with himself, he wasn't used to questioning himself or what he was doing. And this change had him questioning everything.
What was she thinking? What was she feeling? Was she questioning herself and him as much as he was?
It was then he noticed her body had gone limp and her breathing had become even. He looked down to see she had fallen asleep. He looked over at his alarm clock. It was only 2 in the afternoon but after their activities, he could understand why she was asleep. He was worn out too. Maybe a nap wouldn't be so bad? Maybe it would help clear his mind.
He relaxed into the bed and closed his eyes, allowing himself to fall asleep.
Soooo….whacha thiiiinnkk? Lol! There will be another chapter eventually. The next one may not be as lemony as the last two but this turned from a one-shot into an actual multichapter fic. So, the next chapter may be more story telling than lemon. Would you be interested in that?
Also, I'm thinking of starting a fb page up for my fics. That way I can actually talk with you lovely readers. You can give me ideas. I can bounce ideas off you. Would you want to join a page if I made one? I'm curious to see who would be interested before I go through the trouble of actually creating it.