Starr Fated (51 page)

“Oh, only two.
I think it was some sort of BMW you gave me a lift in that time you
wanted to see my designs?

“Yes, that was
my BMW X5, which is my everyday run-around car. I find the
ConnectedDrive system it has extremely useful – it’s basically the
internet in the car. And then I have my Aston Martin Vanquish as
well.”

“Of course you
do. I’ve no idea what one of those is, but it sounds very James
Bond-ish to me,” Sera giggled. The wine was clearly having an
effect, but as I didn't want to overdo it, I didn't top her glass
up any further.

“Well, if we
do go down to the coast, I’ll take you in the Aston Martin,” I
promised. “So, how about I put some music on?”

“Sure, why
not?” Sera beamed at me.

I put my iPod
in the dock, selected the playlist, and then sat back to watch
Sera’s reaction, as the track that she danced to at the club came
on.

“You’ve done
this on purpose, haven’t you?” she accused me, as ‘Little Bad Girl’
started playing.

“I don't know
what you could possibly mean,” I smirked at her.

“Come on.
Dance with me, because this is so you,” she insisted. She grabbed
my hands to pull me up to dance as she sang along to the ‘bad boy’
lyrics.

“Liam, you’ve
got great natural rhythm. I never expected that from you.”

“Dancing’s not
the only thing I’ve got great natural rhythm in either, as you’ve
been finding out this weekend,” I whispered.

I put my hands
on her sexy bottom as she gyrated her hips round and put her arms
around my neck. We were totally in sync as we moved to the music,
grinding our bodies together, free to express ourselves however we
wanted. I looked into her eyes and saw the close proximity of our
bodies had sparked her raw need just as it had mine. So I reached
round and undid the zip of her dress, letting it slip down over her
shoulders and fall to the floor. Now she was dancing in just her
underwear and high heels. I held her at arm’s length and spun her
round, so that I could look at her.

I liked what I
saw, very much indeed.

She was
wearing a pretty pink floral bra and matching tiny little shorts,
which looked very cute on the nice round cheeks of her bottom.

I made no
comment on the fact that her lingerie was probably from some cheap
range, because there was no denying that she looked hot in it.

“Very nice,
but I think this will be even nicer.”

I undid her
bra and let it fall to the floor.

“I want to see
you dance topless for me.”

She only
hesitated for a moment, before she started dancing around me,
running her hands over her body and through her loose hair, and
then over her naked breasts.

“Play with
your yourself. Tease yourself,” I instructed, as I forced myself to
remain still. I watched, fascinated and incredibly turned on to see
Seraphina acting this way, as she pulled and tweaked her
nipples.

“I want you,
Liam,” she whispered in my ear, as she entwined herself around me
seductively.

“Angel, you’ve
got me,” I murmured. I lost the battle to remain detached as we
feverishly started kissing, while I manoeuvred her towards the
bedroom.

She laughed as
I threw her on the bed, and then watched as I quickly shucked off
my shoes and socks, pulled my shirt off over my head, discarded my
trousers, then joined her wearing just my boxers.

“Let’s take
these off, shall we?” I removed her shoes and threw them to the
side. “And you really don't need these either, do you?” Her
knickers ended up on the floor as well.

“I think
you’re overdressed now.” Seraphina helped remove my boxers and
tossed them to floor.

After having
been so shy with me only yesterday, I was delighted at the
difference twenty four hours and some really great sex had made to
her confidence, exactly as I'd hoped.

I held myself
over Seraphina as she lay down, but I didn't actually touch her at
all.

“What are you
going to do to me, Liam?” she murmured.

“I’m not going
to do anything to you. It’s what you are going to do.”

She looked
puzzled.

“Remember I
told you we still have some basics to cover? Well, it’s you on top
tonight. I’m not sure my back can stand any more of your claws just
yet,” I joked, as she scowled at me.

I rolled onto
my back, taking her with me, forcing her to sit astride me.

I looked up at
the vision of pure loveliness now perched above me. Sera looked
rather bemused.

“I’m not sure
what to do next,” she whispered.

I could feel
her warm, wet pussy so enticingly close to my cock, and all I
wanted to do was bury myself deeply inside her, but I resisted the
urge. I wanted to encourage her to explore her own sexuality, to
feel more comfortable with her own body.

“Touch
yourself. I want to watch you pleasuring yourself.”

I held her
legs wider apart as she straddled me. She hesitated, so I took hold
of her hand, and guided it down.

“There are all
sorts of fun toys designed for giving this kind of pleasure, but
nothing beats God’s own given implement,” I smiled as I helped her
to stroke herself, noting that she was already very wet. “Does that
feel nice?”

“Yes, yes it
feels very nice,” she whispered, as her hips unconsciously starting
to rock against the hardness of my erection.

“Now use your
other hand to play with your breasts.”

Seraphina was
so amazingly responsive, so beautiful in her sexual rapture as she
closed her eyes and groaned in pleasure.

“Can you make
yourself come this way?”

“Mmm, yes,
yes, I think I can.” I watched as she continued to climb, tensed
and then moaned as she shuddered and flew over the edge to
climax.

“That’s it.
Just let go, absorb the pleasure,” I murmured, as I held her arms
to steady her. I loved watching her face as she came, seeing how
the pleasure affected her.

After a minute
or so, she slowly opened her eyes, and smiled a lazy smile at me.
She bent down to kiss me.

“Thank
you.”

“I didn't do
anything. That was all your own work.”

And a very
useful lesson in self pleasuring that I was hoping would maybe come
in handy for some Skype sex between us sometime in the future when
I was away on one of my inevitable business trips.

I sat up
slightly so that I could reach her breasts. As my hand caressed her
right breast, I gently licked her left nipple, then suddenly bit
her quite hard, aware that it would already be quite sensitive from
where she had been teasing herself.

“Ah!” She
jumped, but I didn't stop, as I immediately sucked her nipple hard
into my mouth, knowing that she would the feeling the sparks from
the pleasurable pain resonating deep within her core. I repeated
the process on her other breast.

“Oh God, Liam,
I want more.”

“More of what?
Tell me what you want more of.”

“You. I need
more of you. This is what I want,” she moaned, as she reached down
to take hold of my erection.

“Then take
what you want, sweet girl. It’s all for you.”

I helped to
position her above my only too willing cock. She looked down at me,
her green eyes sparkling, her dark glossy hair curling down over
her breasts.

So
beautiful.

“Just ease
yourself down, you decide how much of me you can take,” I urged. I
felt her lusciousness slowly engulfing my length, as her wonderful
tightness stretched to accommodate me.

“I love how
your cock fills me so completely,” she whispered. “I love feeling
you inside me.”

I gripped her
hips to help ease her back up again, feeling the tautness of her
walls as they reluctantly let me slide out of her, then loving the
way they clamped around me as she slid back down to take me inside
her again.

“Can you take
all of me this way? How deeply can you take my cock?”

I let her
decide how far we could go, and gasped with pleasure as Seraphina
slowly seated herself right down on me, until I could feel my balls
up against her. Every last bit of my length was inside her
wonderful heat.

“God, that
feels so fucking good. I didn't think you’d be able to take it
all.”

“You push me
and you stretch me in every way, Liam.”

“My cock owns
this sweet pussy of yours, and don't you forget it.” I gently
helped ease her up and down on me. “You can ride me all you want,
Angel.”

We linked
fingers as I helped to support her, and flexed my hips up to meet
her as she came down. Then I slowly ground round inside her.

“Mmm, Liam, I
really like it when you do that.” Sera threw her head back. We
worked out our rhythm to ride together, as I wrapped my arms around
her hips.

Inexorably we
built up our pleasure, feeling the waves growing as they surfed
through us. Making love this way meant we could watch each other,
we could read each other’s feelings, linking and bonding us, making
it incredibly intense and quite unlike anything I'd experience
before.

“I’m close, so
close now,” I whispered, as I felt myself right on the very edge of
the cliff and about to fall.

“Me too,” Sera
whispered.

So I thrust in
even deeper, ground round even harder, and that was enough to send
us both to our climaxes. We clung tightly to each other, riding out
the cresting , until finally she slumped against me on my lap, as
we both struggled to catch our breath.

“Are you
okay?” I whispered.

“Mmm,” she
muttered incoherently, as she snuggled against my chest. I grinned
as I rested my chin on the top of her head, my cock still deeply
inside her.

“Is that a
good ‘Mmm’ or a bad ‘Mmm’?”

“Good of
course, as you well know, Liam,” she murmured as she swatted my arm
playfully. “I didn't think I'd like being on top, but I do.”

“I think
you’ll find that every position we’ll try is good in some way, so
just keep an open mind. I don't intend for anything we do to be
anything other than entirely pleasurable, even if I push you to
your limits sometimes. I hope you’re learning that you can let go
and trust me.”

“I am
learning. And although I don't have anyone to compare you with, I
do appreciate that you’re a very caring and considerate lover. You
always make sure I come before you let yourself go, don't you?”

“Of course.
Ensuring a woman’s pleasure…” I stopped myself just in time. I’d
been about to say ‘ensuring a woman’s pleasure guarantees they’ll
always come back for more’ but I realised that was the old me
talking. The one who always liked to have a playmate on standby,
eager to share a quick mindless fuck to achieve an orgasm, to
efficiently tick that box and deal with that urge. That’s not how
it was with Sera.

“What were you
going to say?” Sera queried.

“Ensuring your
pleasure increases my pleasure. Being considerate of your needs as
well as mine means we get to share the best possible sex we can.
And believe me, we are sharing some truly great sex here. We are
very, very good together, my little Angel.”

“Really?
You’re not just saying that?” She pulled back to study my face.

“I’m not in
the habit of lying or just saying things, Seraphina, as I’d have
thought you’d have realised by now. But come on, we need to
shower.” I gently eased her off my lap, thankful that I seemed to
have avoided saying something that would have undone some of the
trust I was trying so hard to build up.

~*~

I woke up on
Sunday morning to find myself spooning against Seraphina’s back. We
were both naked, she felt warm and soft and lovely in my arms, and
I couldn’t imagine why I’d thought I didn't like sharing my bed up
to now. I would happily have slept with Sera every night we
possibly could from now on, but she was more reluctant, she still
seemed to be trying to keep some distance between us.

Just a short
while ago, I wouldn’t have believed it possible that I would be
feeling the way I did; wanting to spend every possible moment with
one undeniably beautiful but frustratingly feisty and independent
young woman.

Seraphina made
me smile, she made me laugh, we had fun together. Fun. Not a
concept I was very familiar with, but one that she was now bringing
into my very boring life, and I found I wanted more of this plain
simple fun. Walking along holding hands. Sharing a joke. Preparing
a meal together. Just being together. So I would do whatever it
took to get more of this kind of fun.

Of course
there was the sex as well. As I’d told her, the sex between us was
incredibly good. Undeniably better than anything I’d experienced
before, and there was still so much more ahead of us to look
forward to. I couldn’t wait.

Seraphina
murmured and stirred as she woke, then turned to look at me over
her shoulder.

“Good
morning,” she smiled, her green eyes sparkling as she reached out
to stroke my stubbly cheek - she often touched me this way, so I
guessed she liked to touch my face. I liked it too.

“Good Morning.
Sorry – I don't usually shave at weekends if I don't need to, but
if it bothers you…”

“No, I like
it. I like seeing this rougher and unkempt side of you, the side no
one at the office gets to see.”

“Are you
saying you like a bit of rough?”

“Maybe I
am.”

“I can do
rough.”

“I have no
doubt you can.”

“You trust me
enough for a little rough play then?”

“Yeah, I think
maybe I do.”

“You know we
can stop at any time?”

“I know, Liam.
I trust you.”

My throbbing
erection had been nestling against the warm curves of her bottom
during this exchange between us. I knew what I wanted to do. And it
seemed she might be up for it too.