13Forget Forever
Sorry for the delay again. If I didn't decide to rewrite a few things it'd have been uploaded quicker. But trust me, overall this way is better!
We had another Covid scare where I am in the world, and thus another lockdown. My job gave me privy into the contingency planning, so I had to work more hours. Meaning less time on this -cries-
My next three days are pretty tight too. But most of the layout for the story is done. So I think I can positively say a chapter a week is pretty doable!
ENJOY~
Chapter 3
It was the hundredth time Serena was reading the email request, and her mouth was still agape from shock. Surely, he could not have been serious? SURELY, it could not have been THAT easy or simple…
"This is proper punctuation and everything right?" Serena asked looking at the screen of her laptop. She was currently in a webchat with her best friends, who were all sitting around brainstorming what Diamond could be plotting with such a weird offer.
"Yeap! There's no way any of us could have read this any differently," her friend Amy had chimed in. Amy was the brains of the team. She worked super hard to study medicine and become a doctor. There were a few years she was radio silence when she completed her residency. But when they all spoke again it was like no time had elapsed.
Aside from Amy, Raye and Mina were also present, as well as their other good friend Lita. She was the owner and operator of a famous restaurant, which just so happened to start opening chains. The five of them were high school best friends. Funnily enough, it was Serena that had befriended them first, and brought them all together. Since then, everything else was history.
"What I don't understand," Lita started, "you offered the company on a silver plate, everything he wanted… so why this?" she questioned.
"Mhmm," could be heard from Mina's speaker, "I agree. Maybe it's just a ploy to pinpoint you Serena?"
"What do you mean?" Raye quickly enquired.
"Well," Mina started but was cut off by Lita's voice.
"Yeah girl! Mina is onto something!"
"Let her talk," Raye sighed frustrated.
Both Amy and Serena let a small giggle out.
Coughing for attention, Mina continued. "Serena, he hasn't seen you in how long? Not to mention he is obsessed with you. Just read all the previous emails from day one. Slowly they show how much he has lost the plot not being able to have you or know what you're doing."
"I see," Raye started as she pondered on the thought. It did make a lot of sense.
"So, he wants to get me in a city I'm unfamiliar with, and 'talk', so he can work that manipulative charm. Or potentially try and 'woo' me back?" Serena questioned slowly.
"It does make perfect sense," Amy's soft voice broke the silence, "if not, he can guarantee where you will be, and thus make it easier to track or monitor you I suppose too?"
"I wouldn't put stalking beneath him, either!" Lita interjected.
Everyone was silent. It was scary, but so true. Maybe that was his ploy. But it was such a tasty risk for Serena. He had given her quiet the offer.
"I can't ignore the fact that daddy's company is going down. It's been in decline since his passing. And this could save it, and keep it in the family," Serena sighed in confusion.
She read his email again.
My Darling Wife, Serena
I am sure you have read this from my lawyer as well, but it seems just so impersonal. I want you to hear it from me, directly. Because I know you value truth and honesty. So, I want you to know I earnestly propose this to you.
I have struggled to regain the loss of you father, and the deep impact it has had on the company. Perhaps it is because I am not a Tsukino? However, I have gained the interest of a banking investor. Not quite a sell-out, or a merger. But with their investment we can gain our footing again and bring Tsukino Finance P/L back to all its glory.
This is where I introduce my proposal to you sweetheart.
The thing that caught this investors eye is the fact that Tsukino is a family run business, and we pride ourselves on teamwork and team building. We are a strong group of people who consider each other family. The owner of the bank wanted to see how close we were in person. He mentioned this aligned with his current goals for the future, and was very eager to meet us all.
In response I welcomed them to our company's midyear party to celebrate the end of financial year. Since it's a three-day event, with team building and networking between teams and sections, I thought it would be a great way to show our corporate family dynamics.
And that family includes you my darling. As the face of Tsukino, and as a board member, it is your duty to be there. To ensure the longevity of Tsukino Finance P/L.
To show the fullness of our family and strength, I want you back by my side, for this event. To show unity and get the investment needed to save the company.
If you agree, I will forfeit my claim on the company. Out of respect for you. I will stay CEO until another suitable candidate is selected, at which point I will step down to Vice-CEO again. I cannot bring myself to fully let go of this company, I have spent too many years there to walk away. I hope you understand this darling.
So please consider being my wife for a few more days, show this investor what a family we are, and I will sign the papers you want. You keep the shares, I'll sign over the trustee to your mother, and anything else we can negotiate later? Maybe we can catch up before the event to discuss how we will manage this façade?
I really do miss you Serena and love you so much. But if this is really what you want, then I love you enough to ensure you are happy and taken care of.
I apologise that my anger of losing you made me appear unwilling to negotiate to the point that you felt you had to walk away from your family's company. I do not wish for that to happen. Ever.
I look forward to your reply. But keep in mind we are on limited time since end of financial year is around the corner. I do hope you agree for everyone's best interest, and company's.
Warmest wishes my dear, Diamond.
"Well, the financial news has reported on the constant losses Tsukino Finances have taken over the last few months," Amy raised the point.
"At the end of the day, it's a written agreement from both him and his lawyer, Serena," Raye started. "So, if you wanted to agree, and get the investment, we can hold him in a court of law to hold his end of the bargain."
"It's a massive risk though, being anywhere near him!" Lita quickly replied.
"I Couldn't agree more," Mina stated, "But legally, Raye has his balls if he goes back on his words, yeah?"
"And I can be there with you too," Raye suggested, "I can stay all week if need be. Ensure your safety. Be present for the meeting with him beforehand, and after for the signing as your witness?"
"Oh! I can too! I can do some local research while there for work," Mina interrupted
"It's a location I've wanted to check out for a new restaurant," Lita commented on the side.
"I can ask for time off or a secondment to a hospital or practice there," Amy added.
"Girls!" Serena laughed, "You are all too good to me!" she felt her eyes swell. "You're making me so emotional," she laughed before she cried. She was really touched that her friends loved her so much they were willing to help out and make sure she was safe.
Eventually they all agreed on a game plan. Serena would agree to his request. Serena worked with the HR department to oversee management of the party to ensure times, venues and locations were suitable and coordinated well with her friends. Friday was the big event with the evening party. So, Wednesday and Thursday were team building days. Which meant, one of the earlier days were to meet up and negotiate with Diamond.
Before she knew it, it was time. To help ease her nerves, the girls arranged a 'girls weekend'. It had been years since they were all together, so they made the most of it. It was very last minute, but Diamond had made contact through Raye to arrange a meeting Sunday afternoon to negotiate the following week.
For safety reasons, Serena stayed at a different hotel with the girls, than where the company had hired their venues for the 3-day event. Diamond confirmed he was to stay at the venue's hotel, so Raye proposed a completely different location for them to meet. That way they were exiting in opposite directions. Raye also advised she would be present as the 'witness'. Oddly enough there was no fuss made by Diamond.
It had come to time, and both Raye and Serena were waiting in the bar area of the hotel Raye proposed their meeting. A table was reserved at their restaurant for the meeting. However, there was still nothing from Diamond. It was odd having staff staring at them like they did not belong. Usually, bars were mainly for their patrons. But with the restaurant on the same level, which was open to the general public, it made sense no one came to kick them out. Raye was starting to fidget after looking at her phone.
"What's wrong?" Serena asked quietly as she slowly sipped her cocktail. She was only allowed one drink, for clarity of mind. So, she got the cocktail with the most shots, and sipped it slowly.
"It's okay," Raye smiled, "just some personal matters. But this is more important."
Serena simply raised a delicate eyebrow in question. Cleary bored and welcoming any form of conversation.
Raye sighed, "This guy I've been going steady with," she paused to look at Serena's shock written over her face. Raye was the feisty one of the group and no man was confident enough to approach her. But apparently there was a worthy enough one who she deemed was earnest of her time? Like, mind blown!
"OMG! That's awesome news!" Serena practically shouted. "How have we never heard about this until now?"
Raye sighed again as she took a big gulp from her drink, "Because, no one know. And we've been kind of fighting… I just find it hard to rely on a guy. And I've just been blowing him off cause I can't deal. But he's so persistent."
"He obviously really likes you, Raye. No man will stick around someone they don't feel anything for. Little lone put up with cold behaviour from." Serena offered a smile to her friends glaring eyes. "You are a bit cold from time-to-time sweety. And you just admitted to blowing him off."
"I know," she clearly gave up as she slumped back into her chair. "I think what makes it worst, is because I do really like him too," she admitted in defeat.
Serena's face just lit up to the news. "So… what are you going to do about it?" she pushed, "is he trying to encourage talk and reconciliation?"
Raye laughed. "yeah, I told him I can't do much this week cause I'm here… and," she paused as she chewed her lip in thought. "He's here."
"What!?" Serena screeched again. "What are you still doing here? Go to him! It's clear King Dick, Diamond isn't coming, isn't he? So go already! I'm a big girl," Serena ushered her to leave. "I need more alcohol anyway. So I'll leave soon, I promise," she tried to confirm with Raye. More excited to be able to drown her stress with more alcohol.
Raye was hesitant. "What if he does come?"
"Pfft," Serena laughed, "I was married to him remember, if he isn't here yet, chances are he won't. You'll probably get some lame excuse via email in a few hours," Serena stated matter of fact as she sipped more of her drink. Making it clear she was 100% okay with the idea and felt secure to stay.
Raye was still hesitant, but eventually gulped the rest of her drink and put her items away in her bag, "If you're 100% about this Sere," she questioned again.
Serena just stared at her, "you have this amazing guy who raced to this city to works things out and be with you! Go make things right, have some fun, and we'll talk in the morning, ok?" Serena winked.
"If you have any issues, remember you can ask the concierge here to call a cab for you. You have all girls numbers, and I'll have my phone close. And maybe tell the bartender to cut you off a few more drinks to be sure?"
Serena just laughed at her, "Sweety, we're not teenagers anymore. Stop being such a mum, that's Lita's job."
Raye shook her head. It would be dangerous if Diamond did happen to show. But at the same time, she did feel giddy knowing her love interest did come all the way here to see her. "Ok, you have your phone on you in case?"
Serena dug through her little clutch and pulled a simple phone. It was a Nokia 225, she didn't trust the technology of the smartphones. Not when she knew the lengths her crazy ex would take to find her. Besides, it still took calls and sent messages, and that was really all she needed in a phone. She was a simple gal. Shaking it in front of Raye, "Yeap! Old faithful is with me," she laughed. "Now go! Get outta here girl. Get that man of yours!"
Raye finally laughed and nodded her head in determination. "Ok, wish me luck!" and before she knew it, Serena was alone. She just hoped Raye cancelled their reservation at the restaurant. But shrugged it off otherwise.
Feeling a bit dejected, and annoyed, she waved down one of the first waiters she seen, "Can I open a tab?" she enquired as she flashed her plastic card in front of them.
The waiters' eyes open a bit in surprise but took the card, "of course ma'am, what can I get you?"
"Dry gin martini with 2 olives. And please keep them coming!" she smiled sweetly. With a bow the waiter was gone in a flash. Within moments her first drink arrived with her card back. Serena got comfortable, determined to drink her problems away. She should have gone back to the hotel to the other girls, but she just couldn't be bothered to explain to them the situation. A situation that made her stomach knot in worry. Worry about what Diamond's plan might be, since he clearly blew her off for a reason. Or blew her off for someone else. But that wasn't something new either.
Since leaving him, a lot had come to light, and nothing really shocked her about the man anymore. It just reaffirmed her decision being right to leave him. So glad that after all their time together she was unable to get pregnant. Maybe it was a sign from the universe? But she took it none the less and was thankful for the small things. Having a child tying them together would definitely make things a lot harder. This way it's a cleaner break to get away from forever. After this, there should not be any reason to communicate or see each other. At least on a personal level. And that kind of excited her. Excitement to be able to be free.
By the second drink she had forgot what she was worrying about, by the third she found herself feeling giddier from the idea of pulling this week off and being free. And by the fourth drink she was ogling all the eye candy coming in and out of the bar area. Trying to channel her inner Mina she tried to be demure about it. Maybe it was her shyness, but no one wanted to approach her. And there was no way in hell she'd approach someone. Even the idea was a bit strange for her.
Technically she was still married, and both her morals and ethics told her it was wrong to even consider some of these men sexy. Heaven forbid she even think anything further. There was no way she would share a bed with another male before being divorced, officially. But after a handful of the offered pretzels from the bartender who had been nice enough to place a bowl on her small table, and two more drinks down, she forgot exactly what she was thinking about. She had sighed, deciding it was probably best to stop thinking, and perhaps head back to the girls before it got too late. Not that she was even aware of the time. And not 100% sure she could even stand either.
She was about to look for a waiter to get some water, but her eyes caught on a tall man in black who had been looking her way. Conveniently he was also next to a waiter, where he had dumped a black plastic card on the waiter's tray and picked up the two drinks that was on there and started to walk towards her. Oddly enough she wasn't even aware that her breathing had picked up. It wasn't until his thick words washed over here that she swallowed the lump in her throat. Very aware of her staring gaze and inability to talk.
"A lady shouldn't drink alone," his words poured over her again as he placed the drinks down and took the chair beside her out. His voice was so silky as she stared into his burning deep ocean blue eyes.
"Umm," was all she could say as she fluttered her eyes to try and comprehend the situation. And make sure this Adonis was real! He was handsome with tan skin and black hair. She watched hungrily as he shrugged his black overcoat off and folded it over the chair. She took note of the tailored charcoal suit he was wearing, a black silk shirt peaking between the lapels and matching black patent shoes and belt. He screamed money and class. But it was his disposition that drew her the most. How his actions were fluid and casual, gracefully unbuttoning his suit jacket and taking a seat, placing an ankle over his knee and seating back with a smirk as he took in her own appearance.
Serena flushed at the smirk from being caught, but it also made her regret choosing such a modest dress now. Almost forgetting the reason why she had dressed the way she did. Wanting to mentally slap her head. There no way was she going to dress for a meeting with Diamond. The idea was to be plain and hide how well she really was doing. She had chosen to wear a simple A-line white dress with capped sleeves, that came just past her knees, and a neckline just under her collarbone and plain white sandals. Her hair was done in a high ponytail, bangs out, and light make up. She forwent lipstick too. Nothing about her appearance made her understand why this Adonis approached her at all. She was more perplexed about WHY he had chosen to sit down with her than the other women who had been openly prowling at the actual bar.
"How do you know I'm alone," she finally spoke as she allowed herself to relax a bit. She decided to relax into the chair than make a fool of herself and try to act cool.
His smirk disappeared as he cleared his throat and sat forward, "are you waiting for someone?" He watched as her eyes drifted from his with a blush, and to the drinks on the table.
Deciding she needed time to think, she picked up the drink he had delivered and taken a sip, "not anymore," she tried to say calmly as she placed it down, challenging him by meeting his eyes once again.
The chuckle she heard from him sent a tingle through her that she never knew was possible. She could no longer meet his eyes as she felt herself flush. Through her lashed she watched as he picked up the second drink he brought over and took a large sip. He had an interesting look on his face as he stared at the glass in his hand.
"Not a fan of gin?" she questioned harmlessly as she sipped her own again.
"My own fault for assuming it'd be vodka," he laughed, sliding the now empty glass towards the middle of the table. "But I can respect the lady's choice of drink."
She merely smiled and nodded her head. She was tempted to look at his face again, but she knew she shouldn't be flirting. But at the same time all of her inhibitions were gone, thanks to the alcohol. Something in the back of her head told her to get up and leave already. But it appeared her brain was not as fast as her body's actions. Before she knew it, she was staring into those deep blue eyes again.
Which seemed to unphased him as he questioned her again, "Can I assume your business here is concluded then? Or just here to unwind and relax?"
She was about to reply when a waiting appeared out of thin air.
"Sir," he bowed handing the black plastic card back. Another waiter behind him had placed two shot glasses down and a bottle top shelf whisky.
Nodding, he had taken the card and placed it inside his suit jackets breast pocket. When the waiters had left, he started to pour the liquid. Making a motion towards her she merely nodded.
"Cheers?" he offered as he held up his own shot glass, encouraging her to do the same.
Meekly she picked up the shot glass and tapped it with his own. Before she knew it, she was lost in the sensation of experiencing something she didn't expect. She was expecting a burn, she was met with a smooth liquid that went down like molten, but her throat felt fine.
He had laughed at her facial expression. "Is this your first-time drinking whisky?"
"No," she shyly shook her head, "I guess I've never had quality before."
He nodded in agreement but continued to refill both glasses. He had taken his second shot. Serena decided to see how it affected her first. Talk about an evening of bad decisions. And what happened to wanting to ask for water earlier. She was about to have an internal discussion before his velvet voice broke through her thoughts.
"You don't give much away, do you?" he gave a lopsided smile as he stared at her. She could feel his eyes wonder over her appearance.
She had to laugh in response. She wanted to ask why he was even trying to bother with her. But at the same time, she could only think about what was under that suit. Goodness, she was a woman after all. A very desperate and lonely woman with needs. And here was this man doing nothing but making her feel things she had forgotten about, making her painfully aware of the little things in life she was missing out on, by busying herself with work and hiding from a psycho ex. How had she even managed to forget about these urges before now?
Meanwhile, he was contemplating giving up and calling it an early night. He had returned to his hotel after travelling to this city for business. Considering an early dinner at the restaurant he opted for a drink at the bar instead, but that was when he happened to see a woman who stood out. Not only did she clearly look like she did not belong there from her plain and innocent appearance, but her plain look also stood out to him. Somehow, she made simple feel elegant. The urge to know her was astounding, even for him. He was drawn to her like a moth to flames. Not taking his eyes off her he had hailed down a waiter heading her way and ordered his own drinks, along with picking up any tabs. Surely wealth would be attractive to a woman like that? But here she was being coy. Unsure if it was a ploy, or she was genuinely oblivious to being flirted with. It just meant he had to try harder he guessed.
"I apologise, I guess I was simply not expecting company while here?" she finally broke their silence. Deciding to take that second shot. He paused while he watched her.
"Do you come here often?" he asked casually as he poured the two cups again.
"Not at all," she smiled as she drunk the offered drink.
He started at her for a second before taking his own drink. "Are you staying at this hotel?" he ventured as he poured their cups again.
Perhaps it was the alcohol, but Serena shook her head, enjoying the fact that things were feeling slower, and her mind was struggling to catch up, "no," she practically slurred. Seeing the questioning look on his face, she offered more insight, "I was supposed to have a meeting here though," she trailed off in thought as she remembered why she was there in the first place. And remembering once again that she was originally going to leave. But why was she still there?
He nodded slowly as he refilled the glasses and took his shot immediately, refilling it again. Staring at her as he held it in mid-air. A question burning on his lips. But he chose to take the drink instead. Placing the glass down he watched as she delicately took her own shot. It was taking an effect on her as she slowly placed it back on the table and took a big breath in.
She was feeling both hot, from the alcohol, and nervous, from this handsome man who was starting to affect her senses. At some point they had both been leaning towards the table, and their knees were touching now. But now they were closer, she could smell a spicy floral scent from him, which felt so masculine to her like an old spice that excited the senses. A complete difference to what she was used to with Diamond, who wore a musk scent which was soapy?
Deciding to forego more alcohol, and loose more of his senses, he risked a bold move. They were already so close, and he could see she was breathing a bit hard, either from the alcohol or perhaps him? But he took the chance, "unattached?" he whispered huskily as he leaned towards her ear, and his fingers lightly gliding across her forearm, which was resting on the table towards him. A small thrill went through him as he watched her visibly shiver from his advance.
It bothered him that someone like her was here alone, but she lacked any rings on her fingers, or any jewellery on her at all. Even her ear lobes were bare. He acknowledged the small clutch she had on the table, which looked like it fit barely anything in there. She wasn't showing any body language that suggested she hated his presence, or any signs of rejection. And the more he leaned into her he caught the sweet scent of vanilla, and something else. It reminded him of a fruit. And it made him want to see the rest of her porcelain skin. The small of her collarbone was starting to look enticing, and he just wanted to take a bite.
Repressing an urge to let a gasp out of her mouth she chewed her bottom lip. With dull senses thanks to the alcohol, she was putty to this touch, and she didn't really care about anything else at this moment but having him touch her more. Slowly registered his words, she nodded her head as she held his gaze. She didn't know how it happened, but she had let her lip go and she found herself breathing harder for anticipation. But she wasn't sure what it was she was looking forward to, since the voice in the back of her head kept telling her it was a bad idea. "Profoundly so," she breathed.
Clearing his throat, the gentleman broke the silence and made a quick glance around. He couldn't believe he was acting so outrageously unlike himself at the present moment. Maybe it was because he actually had a clear schedule for once. But he never approached a woman like this before. It was just something about her that called to him. But he didn't want to miss the opportunity to see where this went. Even though he knew nothing about her, and she wasn't like the typical women he went on dates with or spent nights with, she was stull alluring in a totally different way. He just couldn't figure out what it was that attracted him. Perhaps it was because she looked so innocent. Not to mentioned young, but an establishment like this would definitely not supply a minor with alcohol. So, she was clearly over 21. Mentioning she was here on business, perhaps she was around 25-26? He wasn't really one to be interested in much younger girls, but again, it was something about her.
Slowly he stood from his chair, hyper aware of her eyes still watching him. He buttoned his jacket, turning slightly to grab his jacket and rest it over his forearm. Turning back to her he could see the disappointment in her eyes. Part of him told him to just walk away, but her face, those eyes. He extended his hand towards her, "would you like to accompany me to enjoy a more private viewing of the best views this hotel can offer?" he asked smooth as silk, and so suave that any Casanova would be envious of.
She was aware that she probably looked like a child that had their dummy taken away. But she didn't care. She was partially accepting that it was wise to end things here. But when he turned and offered his hand, the sound of his voice sparked something inside of her. Without thinking she nodded and placed her hand in his, grasping it like it was some sort of life-support and she was dying. Standing she looked at his smile radiating from his face. She couldn't help but smile giddily back in response.
In an instant his eyes flicked to the table and back to her with a questioning look. As she registered what he meant, he snickered, causing her to look at the table. She wanted to slap her forehead again. She forgot her clutch. Smiling sheepishly, she half twisted and grabbed it off the table. Returning triumphantly. "Shall we?" she offered, slightly tilting her head innocently. She had a faint idea of where this could be going. And as much as her morals were telling her this was wrong, she was a woman of needs, and it felt so right. This man would be a perfect personal achievement after everything she had been through. Even if it was just for today.
Bring the hand she placed in his, he kissed her knuckles, before pulling her arm into the nook of his, placing her palm on the inside of his forearm. He was a very old-fashioned gentleman, which made her question just how old he was. His hair was black as night, but she couldn't see any greys. But that wasn't to say he didn't dye his hair either. And from what she did see of his face, he didn't have many wrinkles either. So, she assumed maybe mid to late 30's. Hell, if he in his 40's he looked amazing! And felt amazing assuming the rest of his body was like this forearm!
The walk through the parlour towards the elevators was quiet, but the anticipation was building. Looking towards him in her peripherals, he was much taller, as she barely reached his shoulders. From the feel of his arm, he was solid and muscular. Where Diamond was slender, this man was thick and muscular. The completely opposite of Diamond in every way. Funny how it only hit her now, that she was attracted to the completely opposite. For so long she thought her ideal was something else? Was everything she believed in previously wrong.
She was pulled from her thoughts as she felt a hand over the hand she had on his arm. She looked up at him blankly. He just simply dazzled her with a smile as he spoke something to her.
"Have you ever stayed here before?" he enquired.
She realised they were in the elevator now, "no, I haven't," she said slowly as she looked around the small space. Realising they were going straight to the top. Maybe the rooftop? She felt kind of excited. She was a sucker for views.
It was quiet again for the duration of the ride, which felt like forever. All she could feel was the hot of his hand, and his thumb drawing slow circles on her hand. She had never felt so… so… horny! Horny in anticipation. Of course, it was explicitly possibly not going to happen, since he only offered to show her the views. But why was she suddenly forcing her thighs together. Which made her extra aware of how this man was making her feel down there. This man had practically done nothing to make her feel this way. Perhaps it was the alcohol. Maybe it was beer goggles, and this was a huge mistake! Everyone did tell her she was a light weight and one day she would make a mistake, along with everyone else in the world, due to the influence of alcohol. Great! Well, it could be worst right?
Maybe this was not her smartest moment. She never thought at any stage of her life she would have a one-night stand, but here she was practically jumping the man in her imagination. Hoping with every ounce of her being that he would turn at any moment and kiss her senseless, pushing her against the wall and take her. But she decided she had enough of thinking. She could pretend his was all a dream afterwards and rationalise later. For now, she liked the way he was making her feel, and she wanted to feel more. Smiling, she lightly squeezed his forearm under her hand.
Before he could do anything in response, the lift's bell had gone off, signifying they had reached their destination. Her eyes felt like they were gouged out as she peered into a beautifully open apartment from the lift's doors. "Penthouse?" she looked at him with a sceptical look, "who are you?" she questioned with a raised brow. She was not expecting this. She legit thought it would be an open rooftop. Maybe even a bar or pool! But not a penthouse room.
He was taken aback for a moment. She didn't lead anything on, but he thought the more she looked at him, maybe she figured out who he was. Afterall, he had been highly noted in a few magazines for his wealth. But she seemed legit confused for a moment. Deciding to not dwell on it, he offered a coy, playful smile as he pulled her off the elevator into the room, "Just someone you happened to meet at the right place, and right time? Mhmm?" he teased. "But you can call me Darien," he offered as he watched her eyes take in everything.
It was an open plan floor layout. Straight from the elevators was the lounge room, which opened onto the balcony. Through the glass windows and doors, she could see the teasing view he had talked about. To the right from where she stood was the kitchen and dining area, and to the left was a hallway which she assumed led to the other rooms this place offered. The lounge itself took most of the floor space up, but it was stunning with the black and grey tones and marble floorings and embellishments. She didn't even want to wonder how much this place cost a night. Nor how this man could afford it. But judging from his attire and attitude, she figured this was nothing but chump change for him.
"Well, Darien," she tested the name as she took steps towards the kitchen and placed her clutch on the bench, slowly swivelling around to look at the place, and finally back to the man who was standing with his hands on his hips as he watched her with careful eyes. "I'm Serena," she beamed a bright smile to him. The giddiness of the situation and alcohol pushing her inhibitions to its limits. "Gunna show me those views now?" she teasingly asked as she bit into her bottom lip.
Approaching her with his arm outreached for her to take it again, he led her towards the balcony area. Opening the French doors wide, he pulled her through and let her take the lead. He watched on as her eyes went wide from the views. It was a massive balcony that had a small personal lap pool and couch area, and on the edge barrier was glass and black steel. Unconsciously she took steps towards the edge as she took in all the city views. "Wow!" it just slipped from her mouth as she took in the beautiful panoramic views.
Part of her shock was realising how late it had gotten. She was there for a lunch meeting, and now it was coming to dusk time, and noticing some of the city lights already starting to turn on made her freak out how much time had lapsed since Raye had left her. The other part of her shock was the views. How they were so crystalline and unobstructed from where they were. Of course, they were on the city edge, which helped, but it was so beautiful with the setting sun in the distance.
He had forgone the views he had seen countless times and focused on the blonde in front of him. He had come to stand near her. However, in his peripherals he noticed she side stepped to create space as she looked around more. Serena however was still trying to understand why her brain was still trying to fight what might potentially happen. She had never been in this situation before either, so of course she was nervous. But her regular side glances and smiles were a reassurance to him; she was comfortable and interested. She was definitely not like the other women had previously spent time with.
"I'm a bit jealous you get to enjoy these views!" she glanced at him with a side smile, "night-time must be dazzling with all the lights!" she smiled trying to imagine it.
"You're more than welcome to view the sight anytime you like," he flirted, taking a step towards her to close the gap. He loved how her hair was moving across her face from the wind but didn't even bother to try and control it. She was a vision. Even in her modest clothing and simplicity.
Without realising it, he had tucked a few wild strands of hair behind her ear and stared at her. It was not until her own hand touched his, which was still at the side of her face that he realised he had touched her without thinking. But he didn't withdraw his hand either, and she never pulled at his hand to remove it. They were both now staring at each other, both breathing heavier in anticipation. The moment Serenas lips had parted in an almost pant, Darien didn't hesitate in the moment to swiftly place his lips in hers. At first it was soft and gentle. But in a matter of seconds it turned hungry as her hand fell to his chest and her other hand reached for his jackets Lepel. He took the chance to deepen the kiss, bringing his other hand into her hair and angling her face for better access.
- Warning: Adult content a head - Lemony scenes till the very end~
Soon enough she was moaning against his kisses, grabbing his lapels to bring herself closer to him. Without thought he let his hands travel her length as she pushed herself against him. Eventually one hand finished at her hips, and the other had reached around to her firm bottom. His hand on her hip had started to grab at the material, pulling the skirt of her dress up. The sudden sensations happening all over her body had made it hard to concentrate on anything but the feelings. But she decided to focus on her breathing as her heart felt like it was going to explode. She broke the kiss as she let her head slump to the side, her eyes still closed as she breathed hard at all the sensations he was driving her mind and body crazy with.
The smoothness of her exposed neck was inviting as he placed searing hot kisses along her neck and jawline. God this woman made him feel passion like never before. The skin along her thighs was smooth like silk, even to the roundness of her bottom. The sudden squeeze of her bottom with both of his hot hands on each cheek made her jump, and he took this moment to lift her up. Unconsciously she wrapped her legs around his hips. Decided he wanted more, he walked them back inside the doors, into the lounge that was in direct view. He had backed himself into the couch and allowed them to drop as they were so she could straddle him. He wanted to see more of her, feel more. He had never enjoyed this position with other girls, to him it allowed them too much power and control. He wasn't a selfish lover, but he usually enjoyed being the one in control. Yet he wanted to see how this blonde nymph took control. If she decided she didn't want anything, she had the power to stop them.
It was like nothing else mattered in Serena's mind except for this very moment. She kept telling herself that she deserved it. She knew it was against her morals, and the fact she was still technically married, but fudge bricks. Would she ever meet a guy who could make her feel like this again? Probably not. So she just let things play out as they would. Que sera, Sera, right? Goodness only knew if he was married too. Or had a girl friend? She knew nothing but his name now! But eff it. #YOLO was the new term these days, right? Someone had mentioned it to her once before. She didn't even know why she was even trying to validate this situation anymore. Deciding to enjoy the moment, she acknowledged their new positions. She decided she enjoyed the fact she was able to fully appreciate his handsome face and body now. Somewhere along the walk she had managed to take his suit jacket off. And while validating her unusual behaviour, she had managed to undo half of the buttons on the silk shirt he still wore. But from the opened top half of the shirt, fudgepie he had one fine body! So hard and muscular. And the tan of his skin just added a different dimension to the sexiness that was oozing off him. She had developed a new appreciate for muscles now suddenly. Serena also developed a likeness for this position as the added bonus of this position allowed her to really feel him against her womanhood. He was harder than a solid piece of steel. The anticipation was getting harder for her to manage. The only thing keeping them apart was the thin material of her panties, and how ever many layers he was wearing. Would he mind that she was probably soaking through her panties onto the fine material of his designer suit? But trying to remember the jacket was dropped somewhere outside, and he didn't make a fuss while slinging it off to the side like it was nothing, she figured he didn't particular care about his suit at the moment
Things had turned into a blinding hot passion. Between passionate kisses she managed to completely open his shirt, and he had managed to unzip the back of her dress, pulling it down, not realising she had at some point helped as she freed her arms, and he set her breasts free from their restraints of a lacy bra. She was somewhat thankful for choosing a nice set of bra and panties, knowing Diamond would never know what was underneath, despite her plain appearance. With her head thrown back from his trail of kisses along her jaw and down her neck, she relished in the hot trail that wondered down her chest. One of his hands had sought a breast out as he fondled the mound, and soon enough his hot mouth was over her lonely nipple that lacked his attention. Be driven crazy from the need for more, she started to rock against the hard lump in his pants. Practically panting by now, she lifted her hands into his hair, spreading her fingers through the softness, and scrunching it in small fists as she found a rhythm to her rocking.
With a groan Darien had shifted himself, ultimately breaking the rhythm which Serena had created for herself. It took her a moment to register what had happened. Opening her eyes slowly and looking down to meet his dark eyes, she found his hands firmly holding her hips to stop her movements. "I want you," he somewhat growled in a husky gravelly voice that sent a shiver up her spine. Never in a million years did she think something so dark would turn her on.
She felt a hot flush wash over her body from embarrassment as she realised what her body was doing of its own free will. But the look he was giving was doing things for her, not to mention the desire and hunger she could see on his face, he wanted her badly and she felt so desired at that very moment. Oh, how she would do and give anything to allow things to continue already. But like lightning striking her, she understood his actions. He was a gentleman asking for permission before anything else happened.
Feeling a bit awkward in this unknown situation, she swallowed hard as she moved her hands down his chest towards his pants, maintaining eye contact with him as she fought her own shyness. Her breathing was becoming laboured just thinking about the next part, when the words just slipped from her lips without control, "I want you too," she breathed, putting her fingers to work, trying to unbuckle his belt and pants to free the pulsating member from its own torturous restraints.
Once her words had registered in his mind he grunted, bucking her up from his lap to create more of a space between them, earning a small 'mph' from her sweet lips, as she worked her magic fingers to release him. He had given some assistance and helped wriggle his pants down enough to give his member the freedom it begged for. His ego was stroked as he watched her face in delight, and the gasp released as she watched his dick spring free from its confinement. He could see the lust and desire on her face, hopefully matching his own inner desires and wants.
Serena had indeed gasped at the delectable sight she had managed to see in the small space between them. Everything about this man was beautiful! Right down to his member. She was not very experienced, nor seen many in her life… but bless the heaven above for this creature in front of her. She had felt his hands squeeze her hips once again. Meeting his gaze, they were almost begging her to take control and continue. He wanted her to take the lead.
Usually, his women had made it quite clear what they wanted from him. And he was always willing to please. But this was not the average wine and dine girl he was used to. He had never picked someone up from a bar in his life! But this girl, Serena, her innocent demure and stares made him act dramatically different then his usual self in these situations. He would never allow anyone to call him demanding or controlling! It was something he prided himself in. He was a gentleman first and foremost.
Serena didn't know what had come over her, but she wasted no time once she realised, he was waiting for her to take action. She grabbed his shoulders firmly for support as she leaned forwards and crushed her lips to his while she slowly lowered her body to his again. She had stopped when she felt his tip at her wet folds. She could feel his shiver as he groaned into their kiss as their parts finally touched. Slightly angling her hips, she moved back and forth, allowing the top of his member to slide over her slickness, spreading her wetness around for an easier assault, once she found the right positioning. She could feel his grip on her hips tightening as he struggled with control from the build-up of eagerness. Withdrawing from their kiss, they both breathed heavily as she suddenly found right position, and slowly bringing herself lower, moving back and forth as she adjusted to his size in her opening. Moving slowly, bit by bit as his member penetrated her more and more.
As soon as he felt the warmth of her wetness, he released a grunt alongside her soft moans as her body slowly took him in. It took every ounce of willpower to control himself from thrusting into her in one go. He never allowed a woman to control the situation for that reason. He was able to admit that he lacked decorum when it came to sex. He was a beast with a very sexual nature. But he wasn't sure about the woman on top of him, what her true desire was, and he wanted to earn her trust, he wanted to give everything to this woman for some reason. He wanted to be a passionate lover to her. Something he'd never felt with his previous lays, who were just used for carnal desires. He was a man after all, with a very healthy sexual demon.
It took Serena no time at all to have swallowed him whole. With one last moan she grinded her hips into his, feeling his whole length inside her as his pelvic bone hit her magical bean of nerve endings. Letting out a deep moan that rumbled from her stomach, she begged him to take her with her whimpers of pleasure as she grinded against him, loosing herself in the splendour of desire and need. It was like music to his ears as her soft moans washed her warm breath over his ear where her head laid. Her breath tickled his own desires as it sent a tingle down his back. In response he had moved his own hips. At first it was slow, but eventually he found himself bucking into her like a wild bull. One of his hands had moved from her hip to her bottom for more control of her body, while the other moved upwards and hugged around her waist, essentially bringing her closer to him, and changing the angle. He had also buried his head in the nook of her neck looking down as he watched her breasts bounce from his thrusts.
Something about this new position had him so worked up that he was ready to blow, and it hadn't even been 2 minutes yet! He made a mental note about this position being dangerous for future rendezvous. But he tried to focus on something else, anything else, he just couldn't think about how amazing she felt, or it'd all be over way too soon.
Serena found herself hugging his head as he bucked into her, her voice making noises she had never heard before. She wasn't even sure she was breathing! Her body did not feel like her own. Her eyes were closed as she rode each wave of pleasure he was inflicting upon her. She could hear and feel his ragged breaths into her neck. A sense of disappointment came over her as she used what knowledge she did have from sexual experiences. Diamond was not a lasting lover when they had their flare, and he used to always breath similar when he was about to finish. For Serena though, she felt like she was just starting. It felt amazing and he wanted to finish so soon. Of course there had to be something wrong with this gorgeous man! Dick problems. Probably why he was alone in the bar and searching out a companion. Fuck she mentally screamed to herself. But just as she was about to accept the moment to come, her eyes fluttered open with a gasp of surprise when she felt his thumb rubbing her sensual jewel. All the while he kept bucking into her, he groaned the word 'fuck', over and over. She could feel herself nearing the edge to something, and as she got closer, she unknowingly clenched harder onto his throbbing member, making it harder for him to move and resist the feeling to orgasm.
Like a singing group harmonising they both let out a final moan and groan as they released at the same time. Darien had tried so hard to control himself as he waited for Serena to cum. It took all of his might to focus on the circle motions of her clit to ensure she gained some sort of enjoyment from the brief encounter. Serena felt her heart about to escape her chest as she experienced something for the first time in her life. Is that what they call an orgasm? She wondered to herself as she tried to calm her heart from bursting out of her chest.
Darien nearly flipped out in response to Serena's body. It spoke so much to him. Her behaviour was clear, she had never experienced this kind of pleasure before, and it turned him on even more. But he needed a moment to rest from the ordeal. He couldn't believe it was over so soon, but he felt so great at the same time. Still so turned on that it pained him. He was so sensitive, and her body was still clenching around him inside her.
"Fuck," he realised as he looked down at their joined area, pulling his head back from her to get her attention.
It took her a moment to realise what was happening. He had shocked her, but he sounded worried? She opened her eyes to see him staring at her with worry. At first, she thought it was because he was such a fast lover. But the quick eye flick to their joined areas told her another story. She was clenching so hard on him he couldn't even pull out. She smiled that knowing smile, "I'm protected," she reassured, "don't worry," she breathed as she tried to relax a bit. But she was still so sensitive. Deciding to rest a bit she lowered her forehead to his shoulder.
It was a relaxed silence, even though he felt awkward under her. But slowly his hands moved along her body, slowly, up and down along the waist, to her thighs, and back. Slowly their breathing returned to normal. But Serena found his touch so seductive, and before she knew it, she was grinding on him again. Although his shrinking size had fallen out of her, he had maintained a semi hardness, and as she grinded over his shaft she could feel him getting harder again to her surprise. Diamond was never able to go a second round, nor arouse this feeling inside her. She quickly lifted her head and looked at his face. Her surprise evident to him.
He was sitting there smug as he looked at her surprised face. The idea of destroying her expectations for other men made him feel powerful. He was a very generous lover that had the stamina to ensure his women were completely satisfied. But the idea of her having other men made him feel something he'd never felt before with a lover… he was angry. Was this jealousy? He only met her today! It was a feeling he quickly pushed to the back of his head as he gripped her bottom, lifting it so she could better feel his growing length. He felt her shudder as she closed her eyes with a sharp inhale. Everything about her was completely different to his previous lovers. They had all known what to expect and played the seductress perfectly. All wanting to maintain some sort of eye contact or something. Which irritated him. He did not want that connection. But here Serena was, embracing her feelings and sensations over wanting to feel connection to him. She was like a vixen, but she wasn't even aware. Where had she been all his life? Who was she? Really! He needed to know more about her.
Pulling her closer he kissed along her throat, to her jawline, into her mouth as he slowly thrust his shaft against her wet folds, gripping her hips to stop her from changing the rhythm. "My god Serena," he breathed into the kiss.
She had let a twisted sigh of frustration out as she let her nails dig into his shoulders, where she currently had her hands for support. Slowly her eyes opened to look upon his face, her chest was almost heaving as she took deep breaths in and out. Her dream like state looked like she was savouring every feeling he was giving her from the very slow, and very painful motion of his slow thrusts against moist centre. Frustrated that he held her back from grinding, frustrated that she wanted him inside her again. But her soft whimpers as she tried to move against the grip on her hips was soon rewarded with a groan from him. A deep groan that vibrated through his chest, causing her to shudder at the thought of him being in the same state of distress. She had never teased a guy before, but this situation was making her understand why couples ventured into the realm of 'spicing' things up in the bedroom. The sense of power and control was such an intoxicating feeling. Even if she was the one being controlled at the moment.
It was sudden and swift, but in one moment he had lifted her, as they were, off the couch. She had quickly crossed her legs behind him to keep them together. "Uh, what?" she quickly breathed as panic set into her face. His hands gripping her bottom so tight.
He slowly smirked as he kicked his pants off and walked them around the couch towards a hallway, "I hope you're ready, because I'm about to have my way with you," he huskily whispered into her ear.
Was it even possible to get any more aroused she thought to herself. Yes! Was her final answer as this feeling of utter restlessness and need sunk into her. "Ugh," she breathed in response to her frustration. "I'm more than fucking ready!" she finally replied as she tried to move her hips. She just wanted him to do something already! The need was real. A need she had never felt before. It was making her crazy and act not like her usual self.
Her mind was racing and didn't even realise when he stopped, the surroundings didn't even compute into her mind as he threw her onto a soft landing. Her mind was drawing blanks as everything happened so fast. Nothing caught her eyes but his dark, hooded eyes, which held her own as he crawled so antagonising slowly towards her. He had come low and captured her lips as he fell to her side. His right arm had come under her left shoulder blade, grasping hold of her shoulder, as his left hand found her hips, tipping her up towards his turned body, using his legs to spread hers. Instinctively she found her own hands trying to guide his throbbing member into her hot folds. Was she always this willing for sex? Was she nympho in her past life? But once he found her entrance, he gave a quick thrust right to his hilt. Earning a sudden scream, followed by an eruption of moans and groans from Serena. Her arms had weaved around his neck for support as she felt his own grip harden. He had a firm hold on her shoulder where his arm hooked around her, and another hot hand spread across her bottom for support to limit their separation as he upped the pace of his thrusts into her.
At some point her mind faded into whiteness as pleasure washed over her like crushing waves in a storm. She was unable to keep up with it all. Only god knew how many times they had continued into the evening and night time… perhaps it was exhaustion that took them, but she finally experienced that out of body, out of this world kind of passion. And she knew she would never be the same again.
Until next time my lovelies~