Bane stood then and stared down at her as if he were one hundred percent certain he knew precisely what was on her mind. His hands moved quickly over his buttons and he was bare-chested in a matter of seconds.
Her eyes fell to his belt and her breath caught in her chest. “Take the rest off.”
He grinned. “I had you pegged right from the start.”
Serena knew what he meant. She was shy, somewhat backward in public, but when the doors were closed and she was with a man she wanted, she knew how to ask for what she needed. She expressed herself in a manner in which a man could easily understand.
Bane unhooked his belt and left it hanging from the loops. He unbuttoned his slacks and slowly tore the zipper down. Another second or two and he kicked off his shoes and stepped away from his pants.
The hard bulge in his tight-fitting underwear made her mouth water, her eyes burn. She couldn’t look away then.
“Now what, sweetheart?” He rested his hands on his hips. A serious expression washed across his face, and he clearly wanted her to call the shots or at least lead to a certain degree. She didn’t mind. She’d been on the other end of the spectrum when she’d been a married sub, a woman who hadn’t been given the option to express what she wanted or liked.
“I haven’t slept with Draegan,” she told him, thinking perhaps she should let him know where they stood.
“You said you loved him.”
“Yes, but I also told him I was attracted to you.”
“And are you?”
“I didn’t just say it to make conversation.”
“I see,” Bane said,
placing his knee to the sofa and pressing his palms against hers. He then spread her legs and stared at her pussy.
She swallowed then, thankful she’d suffered through a Brazilian the week before. More at ease than she’d suspected, she reached down to the edge of her tee and pulled it straight up and over her head.
“Sweet Lord,” Bane said, staring at her breasts with his lips slightly parted.
Serena sucked her forefinger between her lips and dragged her hand down to her breast, circling her nipple until it puckered.
“You know what I like,” he rasped, his cock pushing against his underwear. The briefs were tight enough to showcase every ridge, every pulsing line.
Bane was right, of course. She knew what he liked. They’d talked about it, discussed it. They hadn’t seen one another since the barbeque and now she regretted not acting more pleased to see him when they’d bumped into one another at the club. They’d talked on the phone every single night and yet when she’d seen him in Drover, she’d treated him like a stranger.
“What do you want me to do?” She wasn’t willing to play the role of a submissive, but she was eager to please him. She loved how he watched her, how he anxiously awaited her to act out on those dark fantasies he’d told her.
“Fuck yourself,” he said, taking her hand in his and guiding her fingers to her bare mound.
She parted her legs, tilted her head, and lifted her fingers to his lips, shivering when he sucked them. His tongue leisurely played with the three digits and she became wet, horny, and just plain eager to enjoy a rambunctious time.
Slipping her fingers away from his lips, Serena lifted her hips and widened her legs, hiding nothing from him as she thrust her fingers inside her pussy. A moan fell from his lips and her own as she worked her hand closer to her pussy, thrusting her fingers in and out and in and out.
“God bless, that’s hot.”
She stopped suddenly and lifted her fingers to his lips again, this time watching as his tongue swirled slowly around each digit, drawing them between his lips and acting positively entranced. Using her free hand, she cupped her breast and tweaked her hard nipple, strumming the point with quick flicks from her thumb.
Pulling away from his lips, she put her hand against her mound once more, ready to finish and eager to play out the rest of Bane’s fantasy. He’d often told her this sort of episode would be the ultimate way for a woman to express herself in front of a man.
She played with her clit and then slipped her fingers inside her cunt once more. As soon as she tucked her hand between her legs, she took a firmer hold of her breast, rubbing her nipple until it was pleasantly sore. Her channel was wet and slick.
Serena then parted her lips and threw her hips up, pummeling her pussy with quick thrusts, pleasuring herself in front of a man who was clearly eating up the sight of her. Her subtle moans filled the room and as her orgasm took hold, her lingering whimper resonated.
“Oh, God!” She screwed her fingers deep inside her pussy. Her other hand relaxed at her breast.
And right as she topped that climatic high, Bane made himself right at home between her legs. He licked her quivering pussy with his long, meaty tongue, eating her out until she was screaming his name and fucking his face without one smidgen of shame.