by G E Griffin
“Don't you have a female trainer? Only my boyfriend might have a problem otherwise.”
I was clutching at straws by falling back on the jealous boyfriend excuse, although I knew it was most likely true that Liam probably wouldn’t be happy if I trained with another man. But I kept it pretty general as I wasn’t sure if he knew about Liam and me, seeing as we weren’t broadcasting our relationship. Scott knew that Liam had brought me down to the gym last week, but I had no idea what Liam had said to him about me. He might have just said I was a work colleague.
“No, under the terms of our liability insurance, I’m the only fully qualified instructor. But I promise you I'm very good, so I’ll make sure you’re fully satisfied with every aspect of your training,” he smiled. “So, this boyfriend of yours - does he treat you well? Only I'd have thought a gorgeous young girl like you would prefer not to be tied down. I’d have thought you’d rather be free to have fun and experiment, rather than be someone’s obedient little pet.”
“He treats me very well, and I am not anyone’s pet,” I said through gritted teeth. “Now if you’ll just excuse me, I need to get on.”
“Here’s my card,” Scott placed it in the little pocket on the front of my T shirt, letting his hand linger for just a few seconds longer than necessary. “You seem such a sweet, trusting girl, Seraphina, but I happen to know this boyfriend of yours pretty well, so let me just warn you. Don't be sucked in by all the trappings of his wealthy lifestyle, because maybe he isn’t the nice, dependable guy he seems at first. I'd hate to see you get hurt by becoming too reliant on him. I’ve seen the same thing happen so many times before.”
“What do you mean? What are you talking about? I don't think my boyfriend would be happy about what you seem to be inferring.” I retorted angrily.
“Okay, forget I said anything, I was only trying to help.” Scott put his hands in the air as he finally backed off. “Now don't forget, to comply with the terms of your club membership, you’ll have to have an approved induction with me.”
I pushed passed him and made my way up to my apartment, where I threw his card down on the kitchen worktop in disgust. I'd have to ask Liam if Scott was right about having to have an induction with him, or if there was any way of getting round it. And what exactly did he mean about Liam, what was he hinting at? I already knew that Liam had had many sexual partners before me, but Scott seemed to be implying that he’d made them promises and then let them down, contrary to what Liam had told me about it always being a purely no strings kind of arrangement with all these other women. Was he just trying to make trouble and stir things up for some reason? Or was he doing me a favour by warning me not to believe that I was different from all the others. Either way, Liam would deny the accusations, so I didn't think it was worth while telling him what Scott had hinted at. My gut instinct told me that Scott was wrong, but maybe that was only because I didn't want it to be true. Either way, I hoped Liam would understand that I didn't feel at all comfortable with this friend of his and not think I was just being an irrational female.
I tried to put it all out of my mind as I quickly got showered and changed, then concentrated on getting the lunch ready before Liam turned up.
Chapter 28
Liam
It seemed that every time I thought I was a step closer to getting Seraphina prepared to work at a relationship with me, she took a step backwards, and distanced herself. She clearly felt upset, intimidated even, by the number of previous women I’d been with, but there wasn’t anything I could do about that.
Maybe it was her lack of experience that meant she failed to appreciate just how truly great the sex between us was, because she had nothing to compare it to. Well I did, and sex with Seraphina was like nothing I'd experienced before, because it was in a whole new league of its own.
Not just because she’d been a virgin, although I loved that I’d been the one to claim her because it made her uniquely mine. Not just because she had the sweetest, tightest, silkiest pussy I had ever experienced, and we seemed to fit together so perfectly, almost as if we were designed for each other.
It was because we somehow reached another higher plane when we climaxed together. I didn't understand it, but I knew what we experienced was unique. Seraphina wasn’t just another female to slake my sexual thirst. She was far more than that, but she didn't seem to believe me when I tried to tell her, because she lacked confidence, despite the fact that she was an incredibly beautiful, talented and fascinating woman. It seemed she still thought of me as the type of man who was spinning a line to use her, who was inevitably going to dump her.
I realised it was going to take time and a lot of patience to convince her otherwise, helped by copious amounts of orgasmic sex to help bind her to me. At least all my previous experience would be put to good use with that mission.
From how she had reacted to the foreplay I'd initiated in the weeks leading up to our first sex, I’d suspected she’d be a wild cat in bed and I'd not been wrong. There was so much passion in her nature waiting to be unleashed that had been kept locked away until now. I found myself aroused and excited just thinking about how I could get Seraphina to really let herself go. All the boredom and repetitiveness that I’d been experiencing previously in my sex life had vanished, even though there was no one else but her now. Seraphina was the only woman I was interested in, even if she found that hard to believe.
All I knew was I just couldn’t risk losing her, so every time I felt her pulling away from me, I had to handle things very carefully not to break the ties that I was so carefully building between us.
At one o’clock, I headed down to her apartment as we’d agreed. I’d put the time away from her to good use to clear up several problems and queries that had inevitably arisen with my business matters. It made a change to have a woman who didn't seem to want to move in or make a claim on me, which was ironic as I actually wouldn’t have minded if Seraphina had. I was quite put out when she insisted on leaving after breakfast, having assumed she’d want to stay, and now I found myself impatient to see her again, even though it had only been a couple of hours since we’d parted.
“Hi, how are you doing?” she said as she let me in. She was casually dressed in a short denim skirt, a cropped T shirt top and little flat pumps.
I swept her up in my arms to kiss her.
“Better now,” I grinned, as I let her slowly slide down my body. She smiled back, letting her hands linger on my arms for a few seconds, before she pulled away from me and headed towards the kitchen as I followed behind.
“Club sandwich okay for lunch?” she queried. “Oh, and I got a couple of bottles of that Meantime London beer you like, if you want one with it?”
“Fine by me. Our own pub lunch, So, what have you been up to?” I asked, as she busied herself getting the plates of food ready.
“I went to a yoga class at the fitness centre, and…”
“Why didn't you tell me you were going there? And why have you got Scott Franklin’s card?” I interrupted her as I spotted his business card on the worktop. I picked up it up, my hackles rising at the thought of Seraphina having any dealings with him.
“Liam, I really didn't think you needed to know when I was going to a yoga class here in the same building. And I was just about to tell you about Scott. I bumped into him when I came out of my class this morning. He says I have to do a formal gym induction with him as he’s the only official qualified instructor, but…” she hesitated.
“But…?”
“Look, please don't be cross with me, because I know Scott’s a friend of yours, but….”
“But what?”
“Liam, I'm just going to come right out and say this. I really don't like the man at all, there’s just something about him that gives me the creeps, and I'm sorry if that seems illogical and female, but there it is. I don’t want to offend him, but do you know if there is anyone else that I could do an induction with? Scott’s obviously into weight training, which I'm
definitely not, so surely there must be someone else, maybe a nice lady trainer who is more likely to understand the kind of workout I want to do?”
I smiled in relief. It seemed Seraphina’s instincts were spot on, because she’d somehow sensed that Scott’s interest in her was less than benign and I was delighted that she was turning to me for advice.
“Scott’s merely an acquaintance, nothing more, so don't worry yourself on that score. I’ll overlook the fact that you didn't let me know where you where this morning, but in future I expect you to let me know where you are at all times, especially if you’re going to have your phone off, as you no doubt will when you’re in a yoga class. But leave this matter regarding a trainer with me; I’ll sort something out for your induction. So, Scott gave you the creeps? Any reason in particular?”
I’d warned Scott to stay away from Seraphina, so what had he been doing that had caused her to react this way?
“I don't know, it’s hard to put my finger on it exactly. He just stood too closely, and when I mentioned my boyfriend, he said something about how I should be having fun instead of being an obedient pet. I have no idea what he was banging on about, but he just made my flesh crawl. Maybe it’s all that body hair. He even has a hairy back and shoulders.” She shivered in apparent disgust.
“You got close enough to see how much body hair he had?”
“I told you, he stood right next to me, and he was wearing just a vest top and shorts. He was all sweaty too.” She grimaced and shuddered again.
“Not your type then?” I asked.
“Absolutely not.”
“So, how would you describe your type?” I moved to back her up against the kitchen worktop, where I placed my hands either side of her to cage her in. The chemistry between us immediately kicked in, sparking and sizzling, and of course I got a rock hard erection.
The thought of another man daring to move in on my woman made me feel wildly possessive, somehow even more so now that I’d claimed her virginity. It meant that Seraphina was unmistakeably mine, and mine alone, so I would be dealing with Scott in due course. But right now I suddenly felt an overwhelming need to possess her again.
“Let me see. I much prefer a blonde man, with nice smooth skin, just like this,” Seraphina whispered in a husky voice, as she slid her soft, warm hands underneath my T shirt to feel my chest. Suddenly, we were both breathing heavily, both consumed by desire, and I had to have her now, this minute.
I lifted Sera up to sit on the edge of the worktop, and pushed her skirt up out of the way as I forced myself between her legs. Seraphina quickly undid my jeans to release my cock, and I pulled her little lace undies to one side.
With one thrust I was inside her, claiming her, as she cried out and clung onto to my arms.
“No other man will ever know the pleasure of this divine little pussy of yours because it belongs to me. Only me. Do you understand?” I withdrew and then thrust hard into her again. She felt so wet and luscious as her tightness encased my cock.
“Liam…” she moaned.
“I… asked…you…a…question.” I drove hard into her over and over. I had to hear her say it.
“Only you, Liam. Only ever you…” she moaned again.
I moved back slightly so I could slide my hand in between us, knowing that I was already very close to coming, needing to bring her up to speed to match my urgency. I found her sensitive little nub, and stroked it with my fingertip, while I continued to thrust hard into her.
She hissed as she sucked her breath in and threw her head back, her eyes closed in pleasure.
“Tell me, is that good for you, Angel girl?” I whispered, as I felt her legs quivering and her tightness beginning to spasm around my cock. Sera just moaned incoherently, and I knew she was close. With one final swirl of my finger on her sweet spot, I sent her flying over the edge.
As she clung to me and cried out as her climax hit, I let myself go, and with three final deep hard thrusts, I joined her. I stilled, buried to the hilt inside her warm, wet depths, and let my release shoot deeply into her, as the intensity of our orgasms intertwined and flowed together. This was what I had never experienced before, the way we seemed to merge not just physically, but on every level, conscious and unconscious. It was totally addictive, totally irresistible, and all consuming.
After a minute or two, I withdrew and opened my eyes to gaze into Sera’s stunning green eyes, as she leaned back on her elbows on the worktop, open mouthed and panting, looking slightly shocked.
I grinned as I bent down to kiss her.
“Seraphina, that was most definitely a very fine example of a great fast fuck. So that’s both shower sex and kitchen sex covered before lunch today. You are such a talented student, you’ve already moved on to advanced techniques before we’ve even covered all the basics.”
“Liam, you’re the tutor setting my curriculum. I can't help it if you choose to skip some pages, can I?” she pointed out, as she kissed me back, and then stared into my eyes. She slowly raked her fingers through my hair, which felt good – very good actually. I really liked it when Seraphina touched me anywhere. It wasn’t in the least annoying as I always used to find it if a woman started fussing over me. It was different with her. Everything was different with Seraphina.
~*~
“Good job I hadn't prepared us a lunch that would spoil if it got cold,” Seraphina commented as we finally sat down together at the table to eat the club sandwiches she’d prepared, once we’d both headed to the bathroom to sort ourselves out.
The deep filled BLT club sandwich was excellent, so I soon polished off mine, then sat back and drank the bottle of beer she’d thoughtfully got in for me, while she finished her food. Sera declined any beer or wine, insisting she was happy with just a glass of water.
“It’s fun to be spontaneous,” I winked at her. “I warn you now, I plan for us to take full advantage of every opportunity that presents itself.”
“Is that how you’ve always operated? You once told me you work hard and you play hard. So, with your ‘special friends’, is that how you’ve always spent every weekend with them, playing hard and taking full advantage of every opportunity?” she asked. Her eyes glinted dangerously and looked an even deeper shade of green somehow, as if signalling her jealousy.
I took a deep breath as I considered how to answer. It was obvious my past played on Seraphina’s mind pretty much constantly, so what should I do? Brush over everything as if it hadn't happened, leaving her imagination to run wild? Or tell her every gory little detail to feed that imagination? I decided to opt for a middle path. Be honest, but only tell her as much as she needed to know and no more.
“No, not really. Whenever I had a guest over to my place, it was for an agreed period of time, usually but not always either Friday night or Saturday night, but not both. Sometimes they came over midweek as well. They stayed the night, we had sex in my guest room, then I went and slept in my own room, by myself, and they went home in the morning. It was just a mutually beneficial sexual arrangement, nothing more. Meeting you has made me realise that it had got very stale, very boring and was totally meaningless.”
I reached across and took hold of her hand.
“It’s completely different with you, Seraphina. I keep telling you I’m not interested in the slightest in that kind of arrangement any more. And although I’m undoubtedly far more sexually experienced than you, in every other way being together like this is just as much a new experience for me as it is for you. But as incredible as the sex is, I know it’s so much more than that, because this is the first time I've ever actually wanted to spend as much time with a woman, with you, as I possibly can.”
“I just feel confused and overwhelmed at times, Liam,” she murmured.
“But you do enjoy spending time with me?” I pressed her.
“Yes, I can't deny that I’ve really enjoyed the time we’ve spent together so far,” she agreed.
“And I get the distinct impression that y
ou don't find the sex too disagreeable, as the state of my mauled back proves,” I teased, as I tried to coax a smile out of her.
She thwacked my arm as she smiled back at me.
“Of course I think the sex is amazing, as you well know, seeing as you’re some kind of Sex God, so don't try being all modest now.”
“Sex God – now that’s a title I think I can live with,” I chuckled. “But seriously, what I'm trying to say is please don't let whatever has gone on in the past spoil the fact that we enjoy each other’s company very much. Nothing should be allowed to come between us when we have such a strong connection, the like of which I have never experienced before. Surely we should just be happy and looking forward to getting to know each other better?”
“Yes, you’re right, I know you are, Liam. It’s just hard, I feel like such an amateur, because I'm so inexperienced and ignorant about all the sex stuff that you know so much about.”
“Trust me, I couldn’t be happier that you’re so inexperienced, and also trust me that I can tell you’re a highly sexual person, the same as me. It’s just been locked away until now.”
“And only you have the key to unlock that side of me it seems. For ages I’ve been worried that I was either frigid or gay because I could never respond to a guy, however hard I tried. Then you come along and wham, suddenly I find myself with all these powerful, intense feelings. I think that’s why I'm feeling so overwhelmed, because I never expected this… you… sex… all of it, to be so… so… all consuming,” Seraphina confessed.
“Yes, but aren’t you glad that you don't have to be worried or confused about your sexuality anymore? I can understand that it maybe takes some time to adjust to all these new feelings, but look on our sexual chemistry as a gift, one that we can share together. Have you researched any of that information on those links I sent you?” I queried.
