Starr Fated (48 page)

“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.

“You mean the
sex info? Yes, I’ve been reading up.”

“So, what are
your thoughts? Do you have any questions? Is there anything that
worries you? Anything that you definitely would or wouldn’t want to
try?” I was very curious to know what might have piqued her
interest.

“Well, most of
it seemed pretty straight forward, but…” Sera started blushing, as
she toyed with her glass of water.

“But? There’s
no need to be shy with me.”

“Well, since
you ask, no anal. I couldn’t ever imagine… no, never. No anal sex,
ever,” she stated vehemently.

“Okay, so I’ll
take that as a definite ‘no’ to anything anal,” I laughed, amused
by the look of abhorrence on her sweet little face.

Her head shot
up as she stared at me.

“I'm sorry if
you find it amusing, Liam, and I know that probably seems really
repressed and inhibited to a man like you, but you did ask if there
was anything I wouldn’t try.”

“I'm sorry, I
didn't mean to laugh. No anal. It’s absolutely fine by me to take
that off our sexual agenda, Sera. There are plenty of other fun
things we can try . Of course, I’ll push you to be open minded and
try new experiences, but the final decision will always be
yours.”

“Thank you,”
she smiled, as she heaved a sigh of relief.

“Anything else
that has you worried at all? I always want you to feel you can be
open and honest with me.”

“I’m not sure
about… that is… I'm not saying I wouldn’t, but…” she stuttered and
mumbled.

“Please, just
come straight out with it, for goodness sake,” I coaxed her
gently.

“Okay… oral
sex. Look, I know guys really love it, and I will try to do it, but
I find the whole idea… weird, and as for having it done to me, it
just seems wrong, but Abbey assures me I'd really love it, if I can
just get over my prudishness,” she finally opened up.

“So, you’ve
discussed oral sex with Abbey?”

“Amongst other
things, yes. She’s my best friend, and she’s had a lot of
experience, so I talked through a few of my issues with her.”

“I see. And
what other issues did you feel the need to discuss with her?”

“I… err…I was
worried that… well that you would be too big to… fit, and that the
first time would really hurt, but she assured me that wouldn't be
the case, that whatever size you were I could… accommodate you, and
that she was sure you would make it good for me. And luckily she
was right,” Sera smiled, as she reached over and squeezed my
hand.

“Despite her
appearance to the contrary, it seems that Abbey is really quite
sensible. So what did she say to you about oral sex?”

“She said that
I’d be mad not to try it. She also said it took her time to get
used to doing it to guys.”

“I'm glad you
have Abbey to talk to, but I hope you understand that you can
always talk to me about absolutely anything? I promise I won’t be
shocked or embarrassed,” I promised. “And as for oral sex, Abbey is
right, you really don't want to miss out on such an incredibly
pleasurable experience just because you feel rather shy at first.
We’ll take our time and gradually work up to it. But you do trust
me, don't you? You know I would make it really good for you?”

“Yes, I do
trust you, Liam, especially after the way you were so patient and
gentle for my first time. I do appreciate that it can't have been
easy for you.” She smiled, and squeezed my hand again.

“For you,
Seraphina, I will always be patient and gentle, whenever you need
me to be.”

Of course she
had no real idea of how difficult it had been for me to restrain
myself, but I appreciated that at least she was acknowledging my
efforts. That was sweet of her.

“But I think
I'm more worried when it comes to… I think I’ll probably be rubbish
at… giving it to you…that is, going down on you,” she
whispered.

“I don’t know
why you should think that, but don't worry about it for now. As I
said, anything you’re nervous about, we’ll take extra slow.
There’ll be no pressure, nothing needs to happen until you feel
ready, whenever that is. But at least you seem to rather like
touching my cock, so that’s a good start, isn’t it?”

“Yes, that’s
very true. I’ve actually rather surprised myself , because I
thought I'd be far more intimidated than I am.”

“You just need
to relax and let yourself go under my expert guidance, and then I
think you’ll be really surprised. As I said before, I believe you
have a very sexual spirit just bubbling under the surface that I'm
certain matches mine. That’s why we are so good together.”

“How can we be
so good together, when we’re so wrong for each other?” she sighed,
as she looked down at the table.

She was doing
it again; trying to poor cold water over things.

I leaned over
and grabbed her chin to force her to look at me.

“Don't say
things like that, Seraphina. I don't understand why you feel the
need to be so negative, so down on us all the time,” I said
forcefully.

“And I don't
understand how you can be so sure, so positive that things will
work out between us, when all the evidence suggests otherwise. I’m
not being negative, I'm being realistic, Liam. It’s self
preservation. If something seems too good to be true, it usually
is.”

“Just you wait
and see, that’s all I can say. I’ll prove you wrong. I know it’s
still very early days, but I’ve always been a very decisive man. I
usually trust my instincts, and they rarely let me down. I was
wrong to ignore my instincts when I first met you, because look how
disastrously that turned out. That’s why I'm sure it’s right for us
to be together,” I tried to convince her.

“Okay, I don't
want to argue with you, Liam. I promise I’ll try not to be so
negative. Now let’s change the subject. I wanted to clarify about
how to act with you at work, how this whole thing is going to work,
and I want you to give me some idea of the projects you have in
mind, because I'm itching to make a start. I really miss having
something to work on.”

I could see
Seraphina was literally bouncing in her chair with excitement,
which was great. But first I addressed the issue of our working
relationship.

“I’ve given
some thought to this, and I just want to make it clear that I’m not
in any way ashamed of our relationship, so I don't really approve
of this secrecy. I've only agreed for two reasons. Firstly, as you
know, I don't want to cause any upset with Jamie just before his
finals, and secondly, because you’ve asked me to keep things under
wraps to prevent unwelcome gossip and innuendo at the office.”

“Well, quite
frankly, I couldn’t give a fiddlers fart what everyone at work will
think, because it’s no one else’s business but ours, is it? So as
soon as Jamie has sat his last exam, which he’s informed me is on
the 17th June, I’m going to fill him in about us straight away, and
he can deal with the information however he chooses before he goes
off travelling to Australia. He probably won’t bat an eyelid, but
I'd rather just wait until then.”

“After that,
as far as I'm concerned we don't have to actively broadcast the
news about us at work, but I'm not prepared to keep things under
wraps either. I want to be able to take you with me to various
functions and trips, both as a work colleague, and as my
girlfriend.”

“I see. Your
girlfriend eh? Well, 17th June is still some time away, so we don't
have to worry about that just now,” Seraphina replied breezily, as
she avoided my eye. I knew what she was thinking – she wasn’t
convinced we’d last that long – but I didn't take it up, not
wanting to argue with her again. Actions spoke louder than words,
and I’d prove her wrong.

“So, just for
now, in the workplace, I'm prepared to play along with the scenario
that we don't like each other much, but that I recognise your
talent as a designer, and that’s why I've employed you. At work you
will address me either as Mr. Starr, or sir, and I will address you
as Miss Jones. Every day that I'm in the office, we’ll have a catch
up meeting at twelve thirty, so that you can update me on the
progression of the projects I’m assigning you,” I stated.

“A meeting
every day? That’s a bit over the top, isn’t it?” She frowned.

“Additionally
I may, from time to time, issue an amendment to your personal dress
code for the office, to enable us to complete any assignments that,
as your personal mentor, I deem necessary.”

“What? You
don’t mean…we can't…not in the office,” she protested.

“Well, office
sex is certainly on the syllabus, just as the shower sex and
kitchen sex we’ve already covered were. You didn't seem to have any
problems with those assignments, did you?”

Seraphina’s
mouth dropped open in shock, and yet by her flushed cheeks and
rapid breathing, I knew she was turned on by my words.

With the
incredibly strong sexual chemistry between us, I knew it was
pointless to try and insist we maintain a platonic relationship at
the office. I’d decided it was far better to bow to the inevitable
and make sensible arrangements to cater for our needs. I had a lock
on my office door, but as Joy, my PA, always went to lunch at
twelve fifteen, a few minutes after that seemed a perfect time to
set for our assignation. Knowing Seraphina was in the building,
knowing how irresistible the draw between us was, I knew I would
have to have a fix of my addiction to her at some point, and I
thought I could probably just about last half way through the day.
That’s how much Seraphina had got to me.

“Liam, it just
seems wrong. You’re meant to be employing me as a designer
and….”

“Don't
misunderstand me, Seraphina. Make no mistake, you’ll be working
extremely hard on your designs for me, and I’ll expect only the
very highest standards of work from you. But as you reminded me
earlier, it is possible to work hard and play hard. You’ll be
presenting a full and detailed progress report to me during our
meetings.”

“Won’t Tom
think it odd if he isn’t included?” Sera queried.

“No, because
he’s already scheduled in for his own daily report with me at nine
o’clock, and then I’ll know if he’s late for work. Keeps him on his
toes, and it’s only for a few minutes. I suggest you take your
lunch after our meeting; that way no one will know how long you’ve
been with me.”

“Liam, I’m
still not sure about all this, but I guess it’s too late for me to
back out at this late stage. Just remember that you’ve promised we
won’t do anything I'm not happy about, and I'm going to hold you to
that, okay?”

“Absolutely.
We won’t be doing anything that you haven’t fully consented to,” I
smiled at her, all the while confident that with her passionate
nature, she would just as keen as me for some discrete yet great
desk sex when the time came.

“So, what
projects have you got lined up for me?” she asked, obviously still
wary of what I'd got planned for us.

“Trust me,
Seraphina, we’ll make this work, because I intend that our working
arrangement will be productive and rewarding on every level. As for
the projects I want you to work on, we’ll go into more detail on
your first day, but the two most urgent companies in my business
portfolio that I’ll want you to concentrate on initially are
Evergreen Financial Solutions, and Arrow Accounting Advisors.”

“So, you own
them, but you’re aren’t planning to rebrand them as part of Starr
Capital Ventures?”

“No, I want
them kept as separate entities. Gives more flexibility under
certain circumstances, keeps options open that might be closed to
SCV. But without question, they’re in urgent need of a total image
overhaul. They both look very tired and lacklustre now, having seen
the transformation you worked on the SCV image. So, they are the
two main projects I want you to undertake initially.”

I could see
Seraphina instantly starting to mull these names over in her head,
as she suddenly became preoccupied. She got up and cleared the
plates away from our lunch, and then wandered off in the direction
of her study as I followed.

“Just because
we talked a little shop doesn’t mean I was expecting you to start
work this afternoon,” I protested, as I saw her sitting at the desk
with her Mac open.

“Hmm? No, I'm
not working as such. I just wanted to call up a few ideas that
instantly came to mind while I thought of them. I’ll only be a few
minutes” she replied distractedly, and I realised the creative
process had already begun to flow for her.

I smiled
ruefully, and decided it would probably be quicker to just leave
her to it for a little while. I looked around curiously to see what
she’d done with the apartment since she’d moved in. Here in the
spare room that doubled as her study, all her large graphic folders
were neatly stacked against the wall. I realised she could do with
some sort of a storage rack for them, and made a mental note to get
something ordered for her, to help keep her work organised, and
prevent it from becoming the cluttered mess her room in the student
house had been.

I noticed
she’d hung a series of photographs of beaches and seascapes on the
wall above her desk, and I assumed they were her own work, like the
one she’d shown me previously that had her mother in. They were
very good, because of the exceptional way she’d captured the light
in all of them.

Seraphina
looked up from what she was doing, and saw me studying the
pictures.