by Mia Ford
Then again, he isn’t going to lose anything even if we are caught, is he? No one will think lowly of him because he’s the boss. I will be the one judged for our relationship, the one that will lose friends she hasn’t even made yet. Worse still, he might hook up with people who work for him all the time. This might not be new to him. I mean, I can easily accept that I am less experienced than him because he’s older than me and I have led a sheltered life in that department, but I certainly wouldn’t want to be around others who have slept with him…
“Ah, hello.” The door swings open and his handsome face greets me. Does he really have to look quite so heart stopping today of all the days? Honestly, talk about making this a million times more difficult for me. “ Come in, my dear. I have been cooking for you ever since I first got in from the office, so I hope that it tastes good.”
I smile thinly as I step inside, doing my best not to let the panic swirling in the pit of my stomach to consume me whole. “Thank you, I’m sure that it will taste awesome. I appreciate the effort.”
“So, I guess I don’t need to ask you how your day went today?” he teases me playfully. “Because I know that you were amazing. I told you that you would kick ass and then I was lucky enough to see it.”
I don’t know if I can handle making jokes about it. It makes me feel ill. I nod along as if this isn’t destroying me from the inside out, but my organs are being torn apart. I think I might know which way this is going to go after all, even if that isn’t what I want. I have to do what’s right…
Chapter 10 – William
Serena is still uncomfortable, I can sense it emanating from her, but I know that if I keep acting like everything is okay then she will soon come around to my way of thinking. She will soon relax into this. I might have been freaked out before but I have settled into things now, and I know what I want and how to get it as well.
“It’s all ready now,” I assure her when my joke about work falls flat. “So, if you want to take a seat…”
She does as I ask of her, barely bothering to look around to see how empty my place is. I haven’t exactly bothered to decorate this place since it’s only my week day home, but I suppose it wouldn’t matter if she did ask questions now. I don’t have to hide my money and my mansion just out of town because she has worked it all out.
I hate to see her looking so distracted though, so consumed with worries. I can only hope that some wine will help to ease the tension. I brought a couple of bottles from the store anyway, just in case.
“Here we are.” I hand her a plate of food and a glass of wine. “It shouldn’t poison you…”
She lets out a strangled laugh and quickly glugs back a little too much wine. The poor woman is a nervous wreck. She can drink however much she needs to until that stress goes away. Just hopefully not too much that we can’t have this conversation because it’s very much needed. I want to let her know that I will do anything for her.
“Is it okay?” I ask cautiously, wincing as she takes a bite. “You haven’t thrown up yet. Is that a good sign?”
“It tastes good.” She nods and smiles. “Thank you for sorting that out for me. It’s lovely.”
There is a beat of silence before I reply, needing to address the next part of this. “Not as we expected though…”
“No, you are right about that one.” Serena can’t meet my eyes all over again. “This isn’t how we thought that this dinner would go, is it? I should be telling you all about my day, maybe slagging off my new boss, chatting about the staff. But instead, it’s a bit awkward, isn’t it? I don’t really know what I should say…”
“It doesn’t have to be awkward, does it?” I ask her with my head cocked to one side. “Not the whole time anyway. We can work it out so that it isn’t weird. I think it’s just because it’s unexpected, that’s all.”
Serena meets my eyes and I can see the doubt in her gaze. She definitely isn’t as sure as I am. But that’s okay. It’s easier for me to be alright about this because I’m the boss and in control…not that I intend my work position to get in the way of our personal life. I might be the boss in the office, but here we are equal in our personal lives.
“You want to work it out?” Her voice is cloudy and fearful. “You really think we can have it all?”
“Don’t you?” I drop my fork and stop eating when I see that she seems to be ending this. That isn’t the way that this is supposed to go. I should be convincing her that everything will be fine. “I don’t know about you, but I haven’t ever felt an immediate connection with anyone before like I have with you and I don’t want to let go of that.”
“So… perhaps I should look for another job then?” I can tell that Serena doesn’t want that even as she says it which floods a sense of pride through me. I must be doing something right if she still wants to work for me. My company must offer a warm and a welcoming atmosphere, despite everything. “Will that make it easier?”
“I don’t want you to work somewhere else. I like having you at my place. Plus, you worked hard to get the job, didn’t you? You did all of that research and everything. I think you get on well with Alisha and the team as well. And you need the job. It’s so convenient from here, the exact same reason why I chose an apartment in this block…”
“But you don’t have to keep me in the office to make life easier for me. Bosses don’t do that.”
I reach across the table and she links her fingers through mine, giving me a second of hope. “But I’m not a normal boss, am I? Especially when it comes to you. I want you to be happy. I want you to work for me.”
Serena stares at me for a moment before she sighs and nods, before pulling back from me. “Then me and you can’t make it work, can we? I don’t think that you have really thought about how weird it will be…”
“Why do you think that it won’t work out?” My breath gets caught in my throat as I panic that she wants to break things off. “Are you telling me that you don’t want to be with me? That you don’t feel this connection between us?”
“I do feel it, I’m not saying that I don’t,” she stammers, getting caught on herself. Tripping over herself along the way. “I just keep thinking about how it will all blow up in our faces. How I will lose it all…”
I’m not having this. I’m not going to let her walk away from this just because she’s scared. The intense primal instinct inside of me is an utter killer. I scrape my chair backwards and stalk over to her, my eyes dancing with desire as I do. I might not be making Serena see how much I want her with my words, clearly I’m not as great at that as I should be, but I can show her with my actions that none of the outside noise matters. Not even work. When there is a chemistry and a bond that me and Serena share, nothing else should get in the way.
“What are you doing?” she rasps out, staring at me with wide shocked eyes. “Aren’t you listening to me? I don’t think we can do both. I don’t think that I can work for you and be with you. I have to choose.”
“No, you don’t,” I growl back. “You don’t have to choose anything. You can have it all.”
I grab her hand and tug her to her feet, she comes willingly, easily, making a bit of a racket as her cutlery clatters on the table. Some of the food is going to waste and the wine hasn’t been touched as much as I thought it would be, but none of that is important. All I can focus on is proving to Serena that this is going to work.
“I can’t… I can’t figure out how we can do it,” she whispers back, fear lacing her words. “I don’t know.”
I lean down and crash my lips to hers, showing her rather than telling her. She stiffens, her body reacts with panic, but like always she relaxes in to me. She can’t help herself, just like I can’t, and there has to be a reason for that. Surely Serena can tell that this is worth everything, that we should fight for this.
“Serena,” I whisper against her lips as we pull ever so slightly apart, although I don’t let her go. I keep my arms wrapped tightly around her, my body conne
cted with hers, my forehead rested on her head. “We can make it work. What we share is strong enough to make anything work. Don’t fight this.”
This time, it’s Serena pushes herself up on to her tiptoes and she grazes her lips against mine. She isn’t kissing me as hard and passionately as I did, but that’s okay because I can enjoy the romance. I adore the softness.
“I’m just scared,” she admits. “I don’t exactly have much experience with this sort of thing.”
“Work place romances?” I chuckle. “No, I have to admit that I don’t either. You will be my first.”
I expect this to reassure her, but surprisingly this causes the color to drain from her face. “I don’t think you get it.”
“Then explain,” I beg. I need to understand because whatever this means I can sense that it’s important. “Tell me.”
“I’m really inexperienced. Like, you don’t understand how inexperienced I am.”
I take a step back from her, wondering if this is going to be the moment where she finally opens up to me and lets me see what she’s been holding back. If she peels back this final layer, then I will really see her…
“I haven’t… ever had a man in my life before.” She stares up at the ceiling, blinking away tears. It causes a giant lump to form in my throat. I feel bad for Serena and I don’t even know what’s going on. “You were my first everything. Not just office romance. But romance at all. Kiss… my first lover…”
Her words cling to the air and the tension thickens around us. It takes me a moment to absorb this. I kinda felt like I might be a little bit more experienced than her, but I never picked up on that. She has always been so hot and sexy.
“You are a virgin?” I whisper desperately. “You were a virgin? You lost your virginity to me?” And, she nods slowly. I can almost feel the agony rolling off her in waves. I don’t know if this is her final layer, but it’s certainly one that leaves her vulnerable and exposed. All raw and laid out for me. “And you didn’t tell me?”
“Should I have told you? Oh God, I didn’t think about it. I got caught up in the moment.”
I catch her hands just before she falls apart in panic and do what I can to reassure her. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that to sound like you have done something wrong, I’m just surprised, that’s all. That you trusted me…”
“I liked you… I still like you. Of course I trusted you. I would love nothing more than to keep exploring what me and you have, but I’m trying to be sensible about this. I want to make sure that we aren’t making a mistake.”
“Wouldn’t it be more of a mistake to always be left wondering what if?” I take her in my arms once more, needing to protect her even more now. She’s so pure, so innocent, she has given so much of herself to me, and she wants to give more but she can’t because she’s so scared. “I don’t want to let you go, Serena. I want to be with you, forever.”
But with the way that this night has been going, I know that my words won’t be enough. I have to show her. I kiss her deeper this time, understanding her a little bit better this time around. As she molds into me and accepts my kiss, at least for the moment, I know for sure that I am going to make sure that this is the best night of her life, just like I would have done had I known that she was a virgin on that first night. God, I would have been so much better for her. But I can make up for that now. I can make sure that she is blown the hell away tonight and then she will never want to leave me again. She’ll find a way to make it work with me no matter what. I just want Serena to realize that nothing else matters but me and her. Everything else will find a way of figuring itself out.
“Come with me,” I whisper. “Come with me to the bedroom. Don’t leave me just yet. Please.”
Chapter 11 – Serena
What the hell am I doing? Why am I allowing Will to lead me into his bedroom? I’ve just pretty much let him know that we can only choose either to work together in the same office or carry forward our personal relationship. I was strong… at least, I thought I was. I thought I made it clear that I was letting him go. Yet somehow, he has me following him into his bedroom and I’ll be a willing victim for whatever that would come next. I’m weak, I’m pathetic for him, but my feelings for this man are too hard to ignore.
With a gentle kiss on my lips, Will places me back on his bed. He’s treating me differently this time, he’s caressing me, stroking me, touching me with a softness. I think it’s because he now knows that I’m new to all of this. He’s changed his way towards me because he knows that he took my virginity. I don’t know how to feel about this, but since I haven’t done anything to stop him yet, I can only assume that it’s fine… or I’m being more curious.
There is such an intense loving look in his eyes as he tugs my clothing off of me, it’s impossible not to get sucked in by him right now. I barely even notice that he’s completely undressing me while keeping his own clothing on. At least, I don’t until his lips crash against my breast and he delicately takes my nipple in his mouth. His tongue twists and twirls at the bare skin around my nipple making me feel all the more excited and I grab his hair to hold on to something. The way he is licking my nipples is making me feel so good, which is much more than I was ever expecting. I never knew that a man could make me feel so good with only my breasts alone.
It helps that his fingers are lightly grazing over my hips, making me shudder with anticipation. Whatever I should be doing flies out the window and I get lost with only him and the sensations he has careering through me. How can I even consider giving up on a man who makes me feel this good? Right now, that seems utterly impossible.
“Oh God, Will,” I groan, thinking only of him, not of Mr. William Brent. “That feels so good.”
His lips trail down my body, and it honestly feels utterly incredible. Each graze of his mouth sets me alight. He has flames licking all over my skin and it’s phenomenal. I can’t get enough. I want more. I shouldn’t want more, but I do. I arch my back, giving him more of my skin to taste, and my hips even roll towards him. I’m letting Will see how needy and desperate I am for him without any insecurities getting in my way.
“I want to taste you,” he rasps just as his lips reach my wispy pubic hair. “Can I, Serena?”
I’m not a hundred percent sure what he means by this, but I nod and make an agreeable sound anyway. I know that I can trust Will with my body, that’s why I gave him my virginity too easily, and I’m happy to experience whatever he has to show me. I guess when I agreed though, I wasn’t expecting that delicious rough tongue of his to connect with my buzzing clitoris in a heartbeat. It happens so quickly, so unexpectedly, that my head immediately spins into space. Fucking hell, this feels so good. The patterns that he’s tracing over my clit are blissfully intense. The pleasure is creating a ball of pressure at my core already and I’m worried that it might break free…
“Oh God, this is too much.” My body won’t stay still. I feel myself writhing like crazy already. “Fuck, Will.”
Just as I reach the peak of desire, the top of the mountain, and I know for sure that I’m about to fall off, Will slips off my clit and he drives his tongue deep within me, massaging me where I have only felt his fingers and cock before. This is definitely different. A brand new sensation to me, but one I am keen to experience more of.
“Oh, Will… Will…” I call out his name over and over again, sliding my eyes closed and popping them open every so often. I keep repeating his name because it’s like a seductive prayer, dragging me deeper under the powerful waters of pleasure that want to drown me and ensure that I am never the same person again.
Sensing that I am on the edge of everything, Will grabs onto my ass and he becomes a mad man, desperate to coax the orgasm from me. The bliss is a gorgeous onslaught which causes me to lose myself increasingly by the moment. His tongue is incredible, it’s crazy, it knows me better than I know myself. It is such a phenomenal experience of what his body can do to me. I never want this to end, I want to remain in this
hot anticipation forever, I couldn’t be enjoying myself more. My heart pounds hard, my lungs shrink until I’m dizzy and breathless. The flames of desire all over my skin become wild fire and I am completely out of control. I want to cling on to Will, to hold on to him forever more, to never let him go even if this is all kinds of wrong…or maybe that taboo nature of this is what’s making me even hotter for him. Perhaps that’s why this is a pleasure that’s even more overwhelming than before.
“Fuck…” It shoots through me like a lightning bolt, it hits me at the core and explodes in my heart. This orgasm has to be the most exhilarating thing that has ever happened to me. I’m not even myself anymore, I’m not on this planet. Will has me swimming in space, seeing the stars, erupting in the universe somewhere new. “Oh God…”
The bliss circles through me forever, it fizzes in my veins until I can’t take it any longer. It might be more than one orgasm to be honest because the waves just seem to flow over and over again.
“Oh, wow,” I rasp once the cloud of the post orgasmic bliss takes hold of me. Will lets me go, but only to slide up my body and to kiss me hard and fast. There isn’t any more gentleness coming from him. He might have been trying his best, but the passion has him now. He is as out of control as me. I can feel the thickness of his cock teasing my entrance and although I might be emotionally and physically spent, there is still a need to have him inside of me. I’m not quite sated yet, even after all of this. The dragon of desire is back and I need him badly. “Will, I need you.”
He groans in ecstasy and immediately begins to shrug his clothing. It isn’t happening quickly enough for me though, I need him naked right now, so I lean upwards and I help things along. I strip him down too and sheath him up rapidly, eagerly waiting for him to plunge inside of me, to give me what I need.
