The line went dead and Serene set her phone on the coffee table with a smile on her face. Oliver was way too cocky. She couldn’t believe the way he’d talked to her, invited himself over then instructed what shoes for her to wear, or that she was turned on by it all.
Twenty-three minutes later, Serene stood assessing her appearance in the mirror. She’d put on the heels Oliver had requested and the silky nightie he’d bought for her.
A perfect fit.
The material clung to her curves, appearing almost sheer like she’d suspected it would in the light. She’d have to praise Oliver again for choosing the perfect style and cut for her. Her heart thudded with anticipation as she put on her silky black robe and tied the belt around her waist. Serene turned from the mirror and lit the pillar candles on her dresser and nightstand. She flipped the main switch on her way out, casting the room in romantic candlelight before heading to her kitchen for a glass of wine. She used her automatic wine opener on a bottle of Merlot. After pouring a modest amount in her glass, she took a sip then froze with the alcohol resting on her tongue when her doorbell chimed.
Her legs felt rubbery as she walked to the door and depressed the intercom. “Oliver?” She hit the listen button.
“Yes.”
Anxious, Serene buzzed him up, undoing the lock as he knocked. She opened the door and something twisted within her when she met Oliver’s eyes. He seemed taller than she remembered, sexy as hell in dark jeans and white Henley shirt. Serene stepped back to let him in, thrilled to see him. Oliver reached for her as he moved forward then she was in his arms with his familiar scent enveloping her. Serene moaned as he claimed her lips in a hard kiss, barely registering the door clicking shut behind them. She melted against him, reveled in the warmth of his body and his touch. She’d wondered if being back in his embrace would feel as wonderful as it had before, but it was even better.
“I missed your kiss,” Oliver said against her mouth.
“Me too.” Serene ran her hands over his chest as he untied her robe. She dropped her arms and it fell in a pool around her feet.
Oliver stepped back to look at her. “Wow.” He cupped her breasts through the nightie.
“Thank you.” Serene shuddered as he toyed with her nipples.
“It’s even hotter on you than I imagined it to be, especially with those heels. Let me see you walk in them.”
Serene gave him a devilish grin before pivoting and sashaying toward her bedroom. She yelped when he caught up with her, embraced her from behind, and nuzzled her neck while making her aware of his erection.
“You have a beautiful place, Serene.” Oliver spanned his hands around her waist. “Thank you for inviting me over.”
Serene turned her to face him, reached for his hand and took him into her bedroom. “Well, technically, I didn’t invite you.” She pushed his shirt up and Oliver stripped out of it and tossed it onto the bed, giving her a tantalizing view of the rock hard abs she’d been daydreaming about.
“You didn’t invite me in?” His choice of words didn’t go unnoticed by Serene as unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. “How rude. I’ll remedy that error on my part. That’s bad manners… Just as coming to someone’s home for the first time without a gift is.” Oliver pushed his hand into his jeans pocket, pulled out a small black velvet pouch and held it up.
Surprised, Serene glanced up at him, moved by his gesture. “You didn’t have to.”
“I wanted to.”
Serene took the soft bag from him, feeling some kind of oddly shaped weighted object inside. “What is it?”
“Open it.”
Oliver’s cock hardened even more as Serene took out the jeweled anal plug and a small tube of lube. “Do you know what that is?”
“I told you before I’m not a prude.” Serene shifted her attention from the toy to give him an exasperated look.
“Okay. Have you used one before?” Oliver took a condom out of his pocket then pushed his jeans down with his underwear. He stepped out of them, now fully naked, aware of Serene’s steady gaze on his body. Correction, his cock.
“No. I don’t think I want to.”
Oliver took the two items from her hand. “You do.” The flicker of anxiety and curiosity in Serene’s wide brown eyes almost made him grab her, throw her on the bed and take her right then and there.
Serene shook her head. “I don’t think so. It looks kinda big.”
“It’s not.”
Serene flipped the sex toy, saw the pink ice topper and grinned. “I do like this sparkly element, though.”
“I knew you would.” Oliver took the toy from her. “Just like I know you’ll like playing with it.” He pulled her back into his arms, kissing her as he skimmed his hands beneath the soft nightie to touch her ass, delighted to touch bare skin. “I want you to go lie on the bed on your stomach.” Oliver caressed her cheek when she hesitated. “Trust me.”
Serene held his gaze for a moment then did as he had asked. Oliver moved to the foot of the bed and savored the delectable view. He joined Serene on the sheets, placed the lube and condom beside him before running his hands over her calf muscles and thighs. He reached the short hemline of her chemise, pushed it up revealing Serene’s rounded ass, and couldn’t resist landing a smack on each cheek.
“Ouch! Damn it, Oliver that hurt.”
“Shh.” Oliver rubbed his palms over the area he’d spanked then dipped his hand between her legs and into her wet warmth. “It hurt and you liked it.” He thrust one finger deep inside Serene and she gasped.
“Yes, I liked it.” Her pussy clenched around his fingers.
Oliver grunted his approval and removed his hand. He smacked her twice, harder, and Serene whimpered. “I know you did. Do you remember the word to use if you get overwhelmed by anything?”
Serene trembled beneath him. “Mercy.”
“Good.” Oliver uncapped the lube. “Now, I want you to reach back and spread these juicy ass cheeks for me.
“Oliver—” Her voice sounded muffled in the sheets.
“Right now.”
Oliver got on his knees and stroked his cock as Serene slowly did as he requested, exposing her untouched anus. Oliver applied the lubricant and Serene gasped and tensed. “Relax that ass or should I spank it some more?”
“Spank it some more.”
Oliver chuckled. “Move your hands.” Serene obeyed and he smacked her cheeks several times, stopping when her muted whimpers became a cry of real pain. Oliver smoothed his hands over the reddened flesh. “Now open your ass for me.” He picked the anal plug back up, noting Serene wincing as she obliged his request. Oliver straddled her legs and swirled the toy in the lube. He teased Serene, dragging the tip up and down her ass crack before centering it to enter her. “Ready?”
“No.”
She didn’t say mercy and Oliver showed her none. He edged the toy into her and heard Serene draw in a tight breath. “Nice and slow.” Oliver continued to penetrate her virgin hole, getting harder and harder as he watched the tiny ring of muscle stretch to accommodate the flared toy.
“Oh, my God.” Serene’s voice was now a mere whisper.
“It’s almost in.” Oliver nudged the plug, applied a little more pressure and the widest part of it disappeared inside Serene as she groaned. “Good girl. How does it feel?” He leaned over her and kissed her back.
“Uncomfortable. Weird.”
Oliver chuckled. “But not unbearable.” He got off Serene’s legs and she turned on her side to look at him as he lay on his back next to her.
“Maybe.”
“I don’t think so. Get up and try walking with it.”
Serene gingerly scooted off the bed and Oliver observed her take a few steps in her sexy shoes. She turned to face him, a slight grimace on her beautiful face. “My ass is throbbing.”
“What about your pussy?” Oliver opened the condom and put it on.
A saucy grin replaced Serene’s small frown. “Throbbing.”
“Good. Slip tha
t nightie off, leave those heels on and come over here and ride me.” Oliver gripped his cock as Serene shrugged out of the slip and moved toward him. His gaze dropped from her face to her full breasts and over her body. “You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Stop,” Serene said as she got back on the bed, straddled his legs, crawled up to his thighs and kissed the tip of his cock. She straightened, moved up on him until her wet pussy rubbed against his dick, took him into her hand and positioned herself over it.
Oliver groaned as she slowly, torturously guided him into her slick heat. He reached up to cup her breasts. “You are.”
Serene moaned. “With the toy you feel too big. It’s so intense.”
“Don’t stop. You feel so tight.” Oliver gritted his teeth as Serene fully seated herself on him. “That’s it.” He was about to tell her to bounce, but she began without his urging, taking him fluidly in and out of her exquisite warmth.
“Oh, Oliver. It’s so damn good.”
He agreed, fought to remain still and let her take her pleasure. “Faster.”
Serene quickened her pace, closed her eyes and started to pant. Oliver pinched her nipples, enjoying her wild cry as her juices flooded his cock. “Play with your clit and give me what I want.”
Oliver kept his eyes on her face as she moved her hand between them. Serene closed her eyes and teased herself, bouncing on his cock with sexy little groans as he tugged on her nipples. He gave the buds between his fingers a sharp twist and Serene screamed. Her sheath became almost impossibly tight, milking his dick as she came. Oliver dropped his hands from her breasts, placed them under her bottom, helping her ride faster. He finally succumbed to erotic sensations, let them take over, climaxing with a wild groan of his own as Serene continued to quiver around his shaft.
“You almost killed me, woman,” Oliver said as Serene slid off his lap with a sated sigh. He disposed of the condom in the receptacle by her bed then turned toward Serene, spooning his body with hers.
“I didn’t think I’d come this time.” Serene shuddered against him as he nipped her shoulder. “Thought maybe Tahiti had been some kind of wonderful, but strange fluke.”
Oliver chuckled. “Serene, with me, you’ll come every time, one way or another.” His words seemed to make her still beside him before she turned to face him.
“I had no idea sex could have so many different layers.”
Oliver kissed her temple. “Discovering those layers is what keeps sex interesting.”
“Being with you has made me realize I’ve had a boring sex life.” Serene sighed. “But I didn’t think about it, couldn’t miss something I’d never experienced, but now that I have…”
“You’re afraid vanilla sex just won’t cut it for you anymore?”
Serene frowned. “Vanilla sex?”
“Sex without kink.”
“Ah.” Serene wrinkled her noise. “Sex without kink equals bland.”
Oliver shrugged. “Not always. You enjoyed sex before me, right?”
“I did, but like I said, that was before I knew anything more existed.” Serene laid her head back on the pillow and stared at the ceiling.
“Why do you seem so freaked out about the fact you like adding twists on the conventional?”
“It just seems like an added challenge in the normal dating world. It’s hard enough to find someone you can stand sharing a meal with, let alone trying to figure out if that person is into your kinks.” Serene shook her head.
“Serene, look at me.” He waited until she met his gaze. “Enjoying kink doesn’t make you abnormal—knowing you like what some might consider kinky doesn’t change who you are. You’re a successful business owner. You have to be in control, poised and proper most of the time, just like me. Aspects of our jobs are not flexible, protocols have to be followed and there’s a certain way business must be finessed. Here, with each other, we let go, let out that part of ourselves we usually rein in. Aren’t you glad you discovered more?”
Serene nodded. “I am.”
Oliver didn’t like the glimmer of sadness he saw in her eyes before she turned her head to look at her cell chiming on the nightstand. “Are you going to answer that?” he asked when she didn’t reach for the device.
“I’ll call the person back.”
And by person you mean man.
Oliver ignored the fission of displeasure that coursed through his blood at the thought of her calling any other guy but him. “Earlier, you said you’d just got home. Late appointment booking?”
“No.” Serene glanced at him. “I was on a date.”
“Oh?” One syllable was all he could manage with letting the tone of his voice betray his irrational anger. He had no claim on Serene. She was free to see and sleep with whomever she wanted, Shawn and Brady included, something Oliver realized he wanted to change immediately.
Chapter Twelve
“Yes.” Serene shifted against Oliver, sensing the tension in his body even though the tone of his voice remained even.
“With who?”
“Shawn.”
“How did it go?”
Terrible. He isn’t you. “It went okay.” Serene stretched her legs and winced when the movement jarred the anal toy. Funny, when Oliver had first put it in she hadn’t thought she’d be able to keep it there for more than a few seconds, then the unfamiliar burn had transformed into unexpected, knife-edged pleasure. Still, she wanted it out and without Oliver’s help.
“What’s wrong?” Oliver asked when she gingerly sat up.
“I enjoyed your gift, but I can’t handle it for a moment longer.”
Oliver smirked. “I’d almost forgotten about it.”
“Easy to do, I imagine, when it’s not your ass.” She scooted off the bed and mock-glared at him when he roared with laughter.
“Where are you going? I can help you.”
“Uh-uh.” She crossed to the bathroom then glanced over her shoulder to see Oliver with his arms crossed behind his head on her pillows, looking surprisingly at home in her bed before she met his gaze. “I got this.”
“This time.”
Serene winked at him then closed the bathroom door. She walked over to the mirror, placed one hand on the counter, bent over and proceeded to remove the toy. Holding her breath, Serene winced as it slipped from her body. Her bottom ached, tender from the plug and Oliver’s spanking.
And I love it.
Serene sighed as she turned on the faucet and cleansed the toy. She wrapped it in a paper towel then stared at her reflection. “What are you doing?” Deciding to have just one more sex-capade with Oliver had been foolish. She only wanted more and it seemed Oliver did too, which would be great if he were anyone other than her brother-in-law. Their sexual fling wouldn’t last—how could it? Oliver was a professional playboy. Things were hot now, but they’d fizzle when another woman caught his eye, a woman his age.
Or younger.
Serene dried her hands more vigorously than needed. In a few weeks, she’d celebrate her fortieth birthday. This craziness with Oliver had to stop. It was up to her to do the responsible thing and end it before someone found out or she got hurt.
Because it already does.
Oliver was wiser than many of the older men she’d dated. He was compassionate, funny, warm and gorgeous. He’d brought her to mind-melting orgasms more than once—with promises of more. He was addictive as hell and if she didn’t make a clean break now…
“Do you need help in there?” Oliver’s deep voice carried into the bathroom through the door.
Serene smiled despite her sadness. She walked to the door and opened it to find him lounging on the door frame.
“You okay?”
The tenderness in his voice brought unexpected tears to her eyes. Serene blinked them back and nodded, noticing he’d put his jeans on. “Leaving?”
“No.” Oliver frowned as he searched her face. “Do you want me to leave?”
No. Serene shrugged. “We’re don
e. So, I just figured you were.” She moved past Oliver then gasped when he whirled her around to face him.
“Whoa. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong.” Serene dropped her eyes to his bare chest, very aware of his semi-state of dress and her nakedness. Treacherous slivers of need made her nipples harden despite her mental pep talk about what she needed to do concerning Oliver. Her mouth watered with the need to lick his skin as she defiantly lifted her chin to meet Oliver’s narrowed gaze.
“You said ‘We’re done’… Like I just came over here to fuck you.”
“Didn’t you?” The edge in her voice matched the one in his.
“You wanted me to.” Hazel eyes glittered with anger as Oliver waited for her to deny his statement then softened when she didn’t because she couldn’t. “Serene, I came over here because I can’t get you outta of my head. I told you I missed you.”
It was impossible not to be moved by his words or the sincerity in his voice, but Serene didn’t want to feel what she knew couldn’t last. “No, you said you missed my kiss. There’s a difference.”
Oliver embraced her. “Okay, let me be more direct. I missed you. There’s something between us that goes beyond just sex, something I want to explore. Don’t you?”
“Oliver, we can’t keep doing this.” Serene pushed on his arm and he stepped back to let her pass.
“Why not?”
Serene went to the bed, picked up her nightie and yanked it over her head. “Because it’s messy. We’re family, for God’s sake. What if everyone knew? I freak out every time I think about your father seeing us together. Maybe he’s already told your brother.”
“He didn’t. Cameron would’ve said something to me.”
Serene crossed her arms under her body. “Well, I take little comfort in that. Your father seems like the type of man to stow away information to be used when it would benefit him most.”
Oliver scratched his head and Serene knew her deduction wasn’t off base. “I’ll talk to my father about us.”
Serene blocked out the happiness his words evoked. “About us? Oliver there is no us.”
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