The One who got Away

“Maybe I will.” An image pops into my brain of me and Serena with a dog between us, cementing us. “Maybe I will...”

Chapter Ten – Serena

“Oh thank goodness it’s time to leave,” I gasp as finishing time rolls around. The club empties out and I sigh deeply with relief. “I thought this shift would never end.”

Me and Ben have been desperately flirting all night long and it’s been killing me. Admittedly it’s been a while so it doesn’t take much to put me on edge, but now I’m about ready to beg him to take me right here in the club. When I came to work tonight I had no intention of ending the night taking Ben home with me. I didn’t even think about anything past just looking at him and spending more time getting to know him, but now I know that I have to. I just hope that he wants to as well...

“Do you have any plans now?” I ask coyly. “Anywhere you need to be?”

“The only place I want to be is with you.” He slips his fingers through mine and gives me a knowing look. His deep penetrating eyes sends a shiver racing up and down my spine. “If that’s what you want, of course.”

“Oh yes.” I might sound needy and desperate, but that’s exactly how I feel right now. The throbbing in my panties would never forgive me if I didn’t give into this. “That’s what I want. Shall we get out of here?”

“Actually, just before we leave.” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet. Then he takes some cash from it and hands it to me. “Here are your tips. I want to give them to you now because...” He looks adorably embarrassed as he speaks. “Because it might get weird later on.”

I shake my head, despite the fact that I really need that money. “No, I can’t take it from you. I had too much of a good time to need your tips.”

He rolls his eyes and laughs. “I want you to have it and I won’t take no for an answer. Unless you want me to cause a scene...”

“No, no, I don’t want that.” I take it from him. “I’ll take it, come on let’s just go.”

The journey to the apartment is much quicker than it was yesterday, but that’s because we know for a fact now that it won’t be the end of the night. If anything, it’ll be the beginning. The thought of what will come next is filling me up, sending delicious lightening bolts crashing through me, I can hardly wait.

“Just be quiet as we sneak in,” I whisper to Ben. “I don’t want to wake up Jenny before her big interview tomorrow.”

It feels funny to be the one sneaking in. I know that Jenny’s done it a few times but it hasn’t ever been me. It’s quite nice actually, I’m the desirable one for a change. We tiptoe into my bedroom, stifling giggles as we go, but the atmosphere changes from something amusing to something very serious the second we step inside.

“You’re so beautiful,” Ben whispers as he dips his head to mine. “I’ve been wanting to kiss you all night long.”

As his lips crash into mine and he claims me with his mouth, my heart thunders painfully. There’s nothing tender or gentle about this kiss, not like the one we had last night. It’s deep, it’s passionate, it’s everything. It brings all the desire that I’ve been trying to squash all night long right to the surface. I snake my arms around him, I grab onto him so tightly I’m probably squeezing him half to death, but I can’t stop.

I’ve wanted this all night long as well.

As Ben’s mouth moves down to my neck, I toss my head backwards and stumble against the wall. With something to hold me upright, I feel more confident as I knot my fingers up into his hair. His fluttering kisses spark butterflies inside me, I start to see stars, I know I’m going to lose it soon enough.

Then Ben moves his mouth further down my body and he kisses my breasts through the top, he even brings his lips in towards my nipples for a moment before dragging the wonderful sensation even further down my body. His lips traces over my stomach, past my hips, and to the top of my thighs. Only my panties separate his mouth from where I need him most and I want to beg him to pull them down... only I can’t find the words.

Luckily, I don’t need to. My rolling hips must do the trick for me because he hooks his fingers around the top of my underwear and he slowly, tantalisingly tugs them over my hypersensitive skin, making me gasp needily. As the lacy material comes downwards and it flicks to the ground, Ben grabs onto one of my thighs and he throws my leg over his shoulder giving him complete access to me. I try to find something on the wall to grab onto, but there’s nothing there, so I have to grab Ben instead.

As one of his fingers slides into my dark, wet heat it feels like it’s been a long time coming. This isn’t the beginning of foreplay tonight, that’s been happening all night long. This is almost the end, I ca already feel myself teetering on the knife edge of desire. As another of Ben’s thick fingers slides into me, my back arches of it own accord. It’s almost like I have no control over my body anymore.

“Oh God, Ben.” It’s hard to remember to be quiet when Ben has me feeling so fucking good. It’s been such a long time that I almost forgot how good it could feel. Ben has my body opening up like a damn flower already. “That feels so good.”

I can feel Ben’s breath on my entrance and it’s almost too much to bear. He tickles my clit with each exhale and if my eyes weren’t closed and my head hadn’t fallen back I would check to see if he’s getting closer because it certainly feels that way.

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t feels that way for a reason because now his tongue has slipped into the mix and I fear that my groans must be waking Jenny up. But how can I help it? Those patterns he’s tracing over my nub are just too much.

He picks up the pace and my nails claw into the wall behind me. This is heaven, it’s unbelievable, I don’t even know what to do with myself, I think I might fall over any moment. My pulse pounds against my rib cage, my veins buzz, my whole body trembles violently. I don’t think my one leg pressed on the ground can hold me up anymore.

“I can’t take it,” I rasp. “It’s too much.”

I don’t think Ben will listen to me because of his demanding nature, but he must be able to sense that I truly mean it, because he scoops me up in his arms and he flings me on the bed. My skirt is around my waist, my top is all messy, but I don’t care. All I’m interested in is the incredible way Ben looks and the way he has me feeling.

Ben steps away from the bed and he tugs his trousers down. I prop myself up onto my elbows so I can watch him as he strips down. He looks so good that the sight of his thick muscular thighs almost makes me gasp again. I can see a thick erection straining against his underwear leaving me wondering what he has in there for me.

“Nice tee shirt.” I could see that he had it on under his shirt before but now I can really see it. I don’t know the band on it but it’s still pretty cute. “I didn’t know you were a rock boy.”