by Mia Ford
I’m not even disappointed that she isn’t thinking about the bedroom. Of course, she isn’t. I don’t know how I know it but I can just tell that she is far too sweet and innocent for that. She’s cute but in a really good way. I like it much better than if she just wanted to jump my bones because then I wouldn’t be special.
“Ice cream sounds perfect.” I call the waiter over for the bill. “Looks you have a real sweet tooth?”
“Oh, for sure. How can you not?” She giggles a cute musical sound. “Ice cream can be to die for.”
“If you’re thinking of the same ice cream store that I am, then the ice cream there is the best.” I pay the bill without even giving it a second glance. I do notice that Serena’s eyebrows pop, but I think it’s because I didn’t even give her a chance to offer money, not that she’s worried about the price. I can’t imagine her even thinking that way. “You will love it. The strawberry cheesecake flavor is the best. I actually eat it imagining that I am in the pages of the book…”
“Oh, I know the one.” Of course she does. I spotted that book in her pile. I don’t think I could mention it to anyone else in my life and have them understand. “Yes, let’s go and act like we’re doing that right now.”
Every smile, every laugh that comes from Serena makes me feel incredible. She looked so stressed and kinda sad when I met her on the stairs. I guess this must be a huge change for her if it’s the first time that she has ever moved home. I’m just grateful that I can help make the transition that little bit easier for her.
The walk to the ice cream store is flooded with laughter and fun. I find my walls sliding down around me more and more by the second without me even giving them permission to do so. Serena simply has that incredible effect on me. And when we get to the counter and she pulls her wallet out to pay for the ice creams, not giving me a chance to offer to pay this time around, I’m stunned to the core. Since people can just see that I have money from the off, I don’t think that I have ever had anyone pay for me before. It might only be an ice cream, but it means a lot.
“We need to sit in the window if we’re going to re-enact the book scene.” Serena takes my arm and drags me along with her. “I don’t know if you can remember all of the speech, but we can have a go.”
We definitely don’t do a great job of remembering how the author wrote the book, but it’s a lot of fun trying. I don’t think that I have ever laughed so hard in my life. I even snort because I’m so out of control at one point.
I like her. My heart thunders as that thought strikes me. Already, I really like her a lot.
In fact, I like her so much that I don’t want the night to end. As I walk her up the stairs and back to her apartment, I’m amazed at how quickly the night has raced passed us. It span by way too quickly. I would love nothing more than to make an excuse so we can carry it on a bit longer but I’m pretty sure that inviting her to mine will seem like I am after something else. Serena is too special for that, I don’t want to rush things with her. She’s different.
“Well, thank you for a fun night.” She turns to smile at me as she stands outside of her own apartment. “Dinner was lovely and ice cream was really fun. That was a much better first night than I was expecting.”
“I really enjoyed it too.” I find myself moving closer towards her like a magnet is pulling me in. Thankfully, Serena doesn’t seem to dislike me getting nearer to her. She juts her head up to stare at me. “It was amazing.”
I take her cheeks in my hands and lose myself in her warm and comforting eyes for just a moment, enjoying swimming in the intensity of her gaze. But it isn’t long before the magnet drags me in even nearer to her. So close that my lips have crashed hard against hers and I am claiming her with my mouth. Her soft plump lips caress mine and her arms hook around my waist. She’s pulling me closer to her and I fall willingly.
God, this feels so good, and judging by the inadvertent moan escaping Serena’s throat, she’s enjoying it too.
Chapter 3 – Serena
What am I doing? I’m losing myself in this kiss, Will has me completely blown away in the best way possible. I might not have ever been kissed by a man until this very moment, but I have heard other people talk about good kisses and bad ones too, and I have to say that this completely exceeds my expectations. This man is unbelievable.
I should be careful. I know that much. Even as I pull Will closer to me and I allow my tongue to snake between his lips, claiming a part of him for myself, I know that I need to be smart. I shouldn’t fall so fast for a man that I’ve just met in my new life, even if he does seem absolutely perfect. Not only does he get the same references as me and he’s even willing to be a dork with me by pretending that we are in the pages of a book we both love, but he’s heart stopping handsome as well, in a way that makes me flutter all over.
Could I be that lucky? I think as his lips create a storm in the pit of my stomach. Have I met the right one, now?
Surely, it isn’t possible, especially for someone like me who has only had back luck in life so far… but then perhaps that is exactly why this is happening to me now. Maybe it’s my time. God, that would be so wonderful.
Eventually, much as I don’t want to, we pull apart and Will rests his head against mine. With his forehead delicately rested against mine, I swim in his gaze, loving the warm feeling that he has created within me.
“I’m not ready for tonight to end,” I whisper, barely even recognizing myself as I do. I have never been so forward before, but that’s because I haven’t ever had the chance. Maybe this is me. “Do you want to come inside?”
He nods eagerly, hiding any surprise that I’m sure he must be feeling at my suggestion. I don’t know how much he can tell about me, but my virginity must scream loudly. I’m sure he must be able to tell that I’m inexperienced. That kiss might have been incredible for me, but he could probably tell that it was my first. Yet, even knowing that, he still wants to spend time with me, I haven’t frightened him off and sent him running for the hills… this is good.
Plus, if it all gets a bit strange later on, he only lives next door. There isn’t any chance of it getting uncomfortable.
“One sec.” I dig around in my hand bag until I find my keys. “But be wary of the mess. Don’t forget that you took me out to dinner before I had a chance to tidy up anything inside. There are boxes absolutely everywhere.”
He laughs loudly and nods. “That’s okay. I will take the blame for it. The mess is my fault.”
Once we crash inside my apartment, the thick fog of sexual tension is all that I can breathe in. It’s almost stifling, I feel swallowed up in lust, but I don’t find the whole experience overwhelming. Something about Will’s presence calms me down and makes me feel like everything is going to be okay.
“Do you want a drink?” I rasp out. “I don’t actually know what I have here…”
“I don’t want a drink.” His arms are around me in a heartbeat, his electrifying touch is making me a slave to his sensations rather than having any more rational thoughts in my brain. They might as well not be there at all. “I want you.”
Oh God, now that is crazy, that is a bit too much, but there’s something about it which feels incredibly right. So, without giving myself a chance to second guess myself, I spin around and kiss him once more. My second kiss is just as wonderful as the first, the fireworks erupt like crazy inside of me, causing me to tingle all over. The urge to wrap myself around him covers me from head to toe, creating a primal, animalistic side of me to evolve.
“I want you too,” I agree as his lips move from mine down to my throat. Every part of my hyper sensitive skin floods with need as his lips greet it. He isn’t being slow and steady with my body, he isn’t treating me like I don’t know what I’m doing, he’s taking control and letting his passion run free which is exactly what I need. “Let me…” Oh God… this feels so good. What else is he going to do to me? “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
He pulls away from me
and laces his fingers through mine as he leads me into my bedroom. He knows the layout because it matches his own and he’s happy to take the lead. Thank goodness, because that’s what I need too. My bed is minimal, it has a couple of pillows, a thin sheet, and a blanket thrown over it, but Will isn’t bothered. He is focused only on me, like his eyes want to commit every inch of my body to memory. His gaze is delicious and intoxicating. I would be more than happy for him to keep looking at me that way forever.
Will drags me into his arms and kisses me hard before lying me back on my bed with the weight of his body on top of me. He’s heavy, but in a nice way, and as we kiss some more I run my hands all over his broad back. His muscles feel great beneath my fingers, but the material of his shirt is in the way.
I push him back with a playful smile on my lips and I try my hardest to strip him down, but unfortunately I’m trembling far too hard to make that happen. My nerves, plus the intensity of his eyes, is too much for me. Thankfully, this doesn’t trouble Will at all. He pulls back into a sitting position and in a way that’s almost like a strip show, he tantalizingly slowly peels his shirt off, causing me to gasp at the sheer sight of him. I knew that he was going to look good. He looks phenomenal in clothes, but out of them… wow, he is intimidatingly good looking.
“Your turn now.” He nods in my direction as he shakes his trousers down, leaving him in tight fitting boxer shorts that leave very little to the imagination. “If you want to, of course. I can be half nude alone if you like…”
My heart thunders hard against my rib cage, threatening to burst free. This is Will being kind to me, giving me a choice, an option to pull out of this without any awkwardness if I want to. The nerves kinda want me to before I do anything that I will end up regretting, but at the same time a much bigger part of me needs to carry on because I’m aching and throbbing for him so badly. I have never felt this way and I don’t think that my body will ever forgive me if I let this opportunity pass me by. It’s already screaming out to experience him inside of me.
I haven’t thought too much about how I’m going to lose my virginity, I always just figured that one day it would happen, and this feels like it could be the way. Why not anyway? I do have a good feeling about this man.
So, with bravery circling through me, I hook my hands underneath the hem line of my dress and I drag it over my head. My pulse continues to pound as my naked flesh is revealed to him, but Will has this way about him, this desire dancing happily behind his eyes which means I don’t need to feel self-conscious at all. He clearly likes the look of my body which makes me want to show more of myself to him. So, with my eyes fixed firmly on him, my hands reach behind my back and I pull my bra free. I drop it on the floor and watch him smirk.
“Wow, Serena,” he gasps quietly. “You really are so beautiful. I hope you know that.”
How could I not be intoxicated by these words? How would I ever be able to stop the addiction to him from flooding me? Will is perfect, he’s the man I never knew that I needed in my life, and I like him so much.
He comes for me rapidly, making me to lie down on the bed, and takes my left nipple between his lips. As he sucks and licks, sending my breasts and my heart racing with need, his hands grip on to my ass and he teases me through the material of my panties. I can feel him, almost. It’s amazing, but not quite enough, I need more.
“I want you,” I groan. “Oh God, Will, I want you so badly. Feel me, please.”
He can’t seem to be able to resist those words. In a second, it seems like my underwear has melted away and his fingers are now exploring my soaking wet slit which is aching for him. I arch my back, rolling my hips towards him, allowing my eyes to slide closed so I can really feel every part of him as he gives me what I want.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan in agonizing ecstasy. “This feels so good. I want more. I want you.”
He reaches down into the pocket of his trousers and brings out a small silver square. I prop up on to my elbows to watch him intently, to see what he’s doing because I’m not quite sure. But as soon as he tears the packet open with his teeth and takes a condom out, I get it. Protection, of course. We have to be very careful.
My breath gets stuck in my throat as he takes his boxers down and his cock springs free. He’s huge, bigger than what I expected to be coming my way. What am I supposed to do with that? Oh God, what will he do with me? Yet, I don’t really feel fear, it’s more of an anticipation. As he sheaths himself up, I kinda wish that it was me touching his throbbing erection, preparing myself for what’s to come. But I’m much too shy to take control like that yet.
Will leans back down to greet my body once more, with his hands knotted up in my hair, his lips on mine, and his cock teasing my entrance, and the anticipation reaches my boiling point. I might be nervous, but I’m also too keen not to let him hold back any longer. I arch my back once more, begging him to slip inside of me before I lose my mind.
Thankfully, Will seems to want me just as much as I need him, so he gives me what I need. With one powerful thrust, he slams deep within me and gives me everything that I desired and so much more. I let out a giant scream, one consumed with heat and pleasure, that keeps on coming every time his body meets mine.
I’m loud as the pleasure creeps up through me, I can’t contain myself as the orgasm comes for me, I’m just glad that as my body shatters under the intense bliss, my next door neighbor is in this with me or I would be getting some serious complaints. But who knew that sex could have me so out of control, so wild and care free, that it could transform me into an animal? Well, now that it has happened once, I want to do it again. I never want it to end. Losing my virginity to Will was definitely the right thing to do because he has unleashed a dragon of desire that will not be tamed.
Chapter 4 – William
The light streams through the bedroom window, dragging me from my sleep way before I’m ready for it. I suppose I should leap up from bed so that I can be the first person in the office as usual, but it isn’t often that I get to arise with a beautiful woman in my arms, and I want to take advantage of it. My staff will be fine for a few hours anyway, I have things sorted out nicely so they can cope. Right now, I want to hang out with Serena some more…
God, she is quickly becoming my new obsession. I’m addicted to her after just one date and a surprise night of intense passion that was unlike anything I have ever experienced before. If I’m not careful, I will end up losing my head over yet another woman. Although I definitely think that this is a good one.
I prop up onto my arms and smile down at the sleeping beauty beside me. She has a sweet angelic look about her all the time, but even more so when she’s sleeping. Each breath in and out is flooded with warmth and goodness. I couldn’t be happier that she is the person who has now taken the apartment next to mine.
“Breakfast,” I whisper to myself. “I’m going to make her breakfast. She has no food in the house.”
I slide out of the bed, careful not to wake her up, and I grab my clothing and my keys as well. I have plenty of food in my apartment, the cupboards are always full, so this will be a nice treat for her to wake up to. I want to treat Serena, but in smaller, sweeter ways than I have done in the past to other women. Ways that don’t need money, but heart. I feel like she deserves that. I don’t yet know the full story of why she ended up here, but I feel like it hasn’t been an easy trip.
I almost laugh to myself as I do the walk of shame back to my apartment. Not that it’s really a walk, more a few steps, nor is it shame because that wasn’t a one night stand, it was the start of something special, I’m sure. But still, there is something about me creeping away, even if it is to make breakfast rather than running, it feels silly.
But as I flick the radio on, singing along to the playing song while cooking bacon and eggs for the first woman who has made me feel excited for a very long time, years in fact, I don’t feel silly at all. I’m simply happy. There is hope blooming in my chest and I’m pretty sure t
hat this encounter will be something that I will cherish throughout my life. I might well be getting carried away but I feel like this is it. The one.
“You soppy bastard,” I chuckle to myself. “What the hell has happened to you? You’re being too romantic…”
Once the food is cooked, I plate it up on dishes that I will bring back later to clean because I know that Serena has enough on her plate. I wouldn’t want to add any extra task for Serena and with that thought in mind, I head back in to her apartment. I left the door slightly ajar so I could get back inside, and I’m glad when I find her panicking in the kitchen.
“Oh God, you brought food.” She laughs weakly. “I thought you had just run out on me. I was trying to decide if that was something I should confront you on or not. I don’t know how I should act in this situation…”
“Well, you should always kick some ass!” I assure her. “Don’t let anyone ever disrespect you, but that isn’t what I was doing at all.” I hold up the plates to highlight the food. “I was cooking for you. I hope you like bacon.”
She groans in ecstasy and takes a seat on the small table she has in her apartment. I join her and we squash in together, eating like a blissful old married couple. Well, aside from the lustful sideways glances every so often and the thought that anything could happen at any moment. Serena seemed nervous last night, but now she looks like an animal has consumed her and she might well strip me down right here. I would let her as well…
“Don’t you have work today?” she asks me with a cocked eyebrow. “I don’t want to make you late. We slept in.”
“I can go in a little later.” I give her a one shouldered shrug. “I have a great boss.”
