Why are you still so scared of me?
“All you have to do is ask. Fuck, Sera, you can have whatever you want. I’ll give you whatever you want, I swear.”
She nods, but looks away from the mirror. What did I do?
“I know. I really just want to sleep. This has been a lot for me tonight.”
I give her a nod, then turn my attention to her lonely earlobe that I haven’t played with yet. I get my mouth around it, hearing her gasp, and then brave it until I get some teeth in the mix. Sera moans, and I’m pissed.
“Let me finish you, Sera. Please, baby, let me do that for you,” I say in her ear, going back to her earlobe, getting a hitch of air out of her.
“Wrap a towel around your waist and get rid of your boxers.”
Fuck, I love it when she’s bossy. I hide behind the terrycloth and shuck off my boxers.
“Sit on the floor.”
I sit, and look up at her, grinning. Oh yeah, she’s going to make all my dreams come true.
She’s not my nerd-Sera anymore. Nah, she’s a vixen now, getting on her knees and crawling into my lap that’s got my blood pounding southerly and my heart going haywire. My muscles flex as I try and keep still.
She splays her legs on either side of me, crushing that rack into me, and while I’m pissed that she’s still got her shirt on for some fucking weird reason, she hits my dick right with her pussy through her sweats and all thought flies out of the atmosphere.
Sera’s breath hitches again, like she can’t contain the feeling that’s about to make me liquefy. Christ, she’s moving over me, little jerks of her hips, hitting her spot over and over again on the ridge of my cock, riding me through three different pieces of clothing and I swear to Christ above, I’m in heaven.
I get a taste of her mouth, using my tongue in a way that gets her moaning on top of me. There’s no rush now; I locked the bathroom door and I’m finally going to watch her come, imagining I’m inside her when it happens.
The towel is sliding on my dick and I wish I’d taken it off, begged her to leave her pants and panties on the ground and do this skin-to-skin. She’s gotten me even harder now, and I pull back to breathe.
All I can do is growl her name, and she somehow crushes herself closer to me. My hands sneak under her shirt, touching her everywhere I can, watching her face as her mouth’s open in that waiting-for-a-kiss look.
I’ve pulled down her bra and have my hand on her breasts, my thumb stroking across her nipple, and she arches her back, hitting another wave of lightning, until she’s gotten a hold of my mouth again, moaning my name against me.
I crush her even closer to me, feeling her hips working harder and faster, until I get a whimpering moan sighed into my mouth. She pulls away and gets that hot little mouth on my neck, running her teeth along a tendon I didn’t know would have my cock ready to explode. She’s still working her hips, slower now, as she pulls in air.
She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I’ve got my hands running along her back, until she’s leaning back and getting off of me with flaming cheeks, and not looking at me.
Fuck, no.
“I’ll see you in bed,” she mutters, and I’m ready to start fucking yelling. Yeah, that was fucking great, but I was used. Used, like Aly used me.
Hold it, asshole, and keep that trap closed.
Sera walks out of the bathroom, shuffling more like it without looking away from her feet. Is she… ashamed of what we did here?
Does she hate me that much?
Read the signs, dickhead. Get your head out of your ass and pay attention to the details.
I look across the hall and Sera pulls the sheets away from my bed and lies down. She’s not going anywhere – I hope.
I decide to take a quick shower, and give her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe I pushed her too hard. She said she wanted to sleep in the first place.
Fuck, I’m such an asshole.
I get out of the shower, towel myself off and head to the living room to shut off the TV. When I get to my room, she’s still got her back to me, so I drop the towel and scavenger hunt in my dresser for clean boxers.
I need to do laundry. I fucking hate doing laundry.
Getting into my bed on my side, I slide in close to her, wondering if her closed eyes actually means she’s fallen asleep. Somehow, I don’t think so.
“Sera? You awake?”
She mumbles something, and I think her eyes are open now.
“Can I give you this shirt to wear and you throw your nerdy one on the floor?”
“Why?”
This is going to sound stupid, but maybe she’ll go for it.
“For one, I love seeing you in my clothes. For second, baby, I’ve been waiting a long time for those nerdy shirts of yours to be on my bedroom floor. Please?”