Chapter 11
CREW
Christ, never in my life did I think Todd would turn a simple meeting into a dinner where he continued to talk about the most mundane subjects.
It started with new projects, spiraled into where he sees Serena in the company, and I got it, I did.
Especially when he admitted that he’d like to retire in the next ten years and would like to see Serena step into his role.
It made sense once he brought up the fact that his niece is like the child he never had, since he and Val couldn’t have kids.
I heard the whole life story, and while I soaked up every last bit of information I could about Serena, it didn’t help the fact that time was ticking by and the opportunity to get to her house was closing rapidly.
By the time he wrapped it up and we said our goodbyes, Todd going in one direction and me going in the other, I didn’t even bother calling or texting Serena to see if she and Mackie wanted to come over or for me to head to her place.
Now, I’m walking into my front door, kicking off my shoes and breathing out a sigh of relief to be done with today.
Last night, true to her word, Serena headed home after trying to return my key and gate remote.
I told her to keep it. Any time she wanted to come over to enjoy the view, whether I’m here or not, the choice is hers.
Where every other night I’d enjoy the quiet, tonight that isn’t the case.
I move through the house, flipping on a switch in the living room to allow some light besides the one coming through the floor-to-ceiling doors.
I tug at the tie around my neck, loosening it further.
Truth be told, I should have taken the damn thing off hours ago, except then I’d lose more of the scent of Serena than I’d care to admit.
My cock thickens thinking about the way she takes me in her hand.
I’ve thought of nothing more since the first time I got her off.
Feeling and seeing her jack my cock in my office makes me want a repeat performance every hour of the day.
I walk through the house, noticing the borrowed hoodie she wore is on the back of the couch where she left it. A hair tie is on the coffee table as well. I like the small pieces of her in my home.
“Fuck it, man up and call her instead of staring at her things like a pussy.” I finish snatching off my tie and attack the buttons at my throat while I walk further into the house.
The minute I clear the doorway, I take my shirt off, reach for the undershirt, and drop the clothes in a pile on the floor.
I slip my phone out of my pocket, go through the motions of pulling up Serena’s contact information, and instead of hitting Call, I do one better.
I FaceTime her, wanting to see more of her.
I know our time working together is dwindling down, where she won’t be with me as much as she is now.
Damn, I should have slipped moving Serena up to our floor into the conversation with Todd tonight.
A missed fucking opportunity. And who knows when I’ll be able to bring up her name while not making any waves?
“Well, hello, there, handsome,” she answers on the first ring. She’s in bed, comforter tucked beneath her arms, and the lack of straps is cluing me in that she may be naked.
“Hey, sweetheart. You’re in bed early.” I take a seat in the chair near the head of the bed. Serena props her phone up on a pillow and moves around in a gingerly sort of way. My ears might be deceiving me, but I’m pretty sure I hear a light buzzing noise in the background.
Fuck.
“Well, someone’s worn me out this week,” she teases. The sheet drops an inch, showing me more cleavage. I have to readjust how I’m sitting to give myself more room in my pants. My cock grows with every passing second, wondering what exactly she’s doing beneath the sheets.
“Is that so? Seems to me like you might be doing something I’d like to do or, at the very least, watch.” Her eyes close, neck arching back and hand going beneath the sheets, allowing it to drop even further, too.
“Maybe.” Her tits come into view through the screen. Between her hand and the buzzing from a vibrator, I don’t even need to see the full effect. I can imagine it all too damn vividly.
“No maybe about it. Are you going to show me, or are we keeping this moment to ourselves?” I push for more while my own hand works at my belt.
The clank of the buckle doesn’t deter her.
She pulls more of the covers down. Full breasts, cherry-colored nipples, pointed and begging for attention.
“Christ, you’re utter perfection, sweetheart.
Open your eyes for me,” I tell her as more of her smooth, milky skin appears on the screen.
I prop the phone up on the table next to the chair, needing both hands to give her a show as well.
“Is this what you want, Serena? You want to show me how you work your pretty little pussy with a vibrator, all the while hoping you had me sliding inside you? I remember how hard you came on my fingers, the way you like your clit played with, needing all of me.” I finish taking care of my pants.
My cock is thick and hard by the time I get it out and fist the length.
“God, yes,” she mewls softly, body on full display now, hips lifting, tits moving with each deep breath, knees up, and feet helping push her close to the brink.
“Son of a bitch.” The pink-colored vibrator has a rabbit attachment, it laps at her wetness as she thrusts the toy in and out of herself.
“Crew.” I work my dick, gripping my shaft tighter than usual, trying to stave myself from spilling all over myself before she comes.
My muscles tighten when her breathing intensifies, perspiration coats her skin, and my own is dripping from my temples.
Though, mine is from holding back, whereas hers is from working her perfect body.
“I wish this were you instead of a toy. I bet you’d stretch me, fill me up so full, rolling one orgasm into the next. ”
“Fuck yeah, except I’d pull my dick out, wrap my lips around your clit, and suck on the tight little bundle of nerves.
You’d grip the sides of my head with your thighs, keeping me from moving away.
I’d have you coming with my mouth, and just as your body relaxed, I’d slam my cock so hard, you’d be gripping the sheets a lot like you are now. ”
“So close. God, Crew. I’m so close.” My cock weeps, my balls draw up tight, the base of my spine fucking tingles, but I’ll be damned. I’ll be so goddamned if I come before her.
“Come for me, Serena. Give me the prettiest sight I could ever ask for.” Her body shivers right as her muscles pull tight. Eyes close again, head pushed back on the pillow, and I watch as her orgasm takes ahold of her.
“Crew.” My name coming from her in a whisper-soft manner nearly throws me over the edge once again. Instead, I take my hand off my dick, giving it some breathing space until her eyes open and she can watch me like I watched her.
It takes her a moment to come down from the high of her orgasm, chest heaving and body alight with goose bumps.
When my eyes sweep along the length of her body, I notice the toy between her legs has slid from her pussy a bit.
She’s wet, red, and only the tip is slipped inside.
It’s hot as fuck, just like the rest of her.
The way she is right now, it’s undeniable, but when she’s clothed, laughing, smiling, it’s even hotter.
But honestly, how her brain works, her work ethic, it makes it hard to choose which way I prefer her most.
“Serena, sweetheart. I want you to watch me as I come for you this time.” She doesn’t open her eyes like I expect.
Instead, I get a small smile and a wiggle of her body.
“All you have to do is open your eyes. It’s only fair.
I got to see you, and now it’s your time to see me.
” I groan, one hand going to my balls, rolling them with my fingers as the other glides up and down my length, using my precum as lubrication.
“If you were here right now, I’d have you on your knees, your mouth on my cock, and you’d be swallowing me until you couldn’t.
But since you’re not, this is what I’m imagining. ”
She takes over from there, “I’d lick you from root to tip, starting from the underside, going up and down.
My hand would be cupping your balls, rolling them around, while my other hand digs into your firm thigh.
The need to taste you, to watch you lose control.
God, Crew, please let me do this for you, and soon. ”
“Any time you want me, any way you want me, sweetheart. You can have me.” I keep up the movements. Serena’s eyes lock on my cock, she licks her lips, and I have to take a deep breath.
“I’d take you so deep. You’d hold the back of my head, and I’d swallow. God, I’d swallow all of you, every last drop.” That tips me over.
“Serena.” I grunt with each pulse that rolls through me. Holding back is no longer possible, and I let my orgasm take me under.
“I can see the appeal in watching me come now, especially after that. Promise me next time we’re in the same room, neither of us in clothes, and maybe instead of just your fingers, I can have the real thing?
” she asks, but it’s more than that. Serena is telling me what she wants, and I’m more than willing to give her everything.
“Yeah, sweetheart. We can do that.”
“When?” She sits up and swings her legs over the edge of her bed. Damn if my cock doesn’t attempt to perk up again.
“Tomorrow night, I’ll be at your place after work since Mackie will be with you.” I should clean up the mess I created, except I’m too busy watching Serena move around her room, phone in hand, not caring about being in the nude.
“I’ll make dinner, and I’ll give you a key in case I’m out walking Mackie when you get here,” she replies, covering her mouth as she yawns.
“Sounds like a plan. Get some rest, and I’ll see you in the morning, sweetheart.” We finish saying our goodbyes. She’s hesitant to do so, and me trying to do the right thing to let her sleep is a prolonged process. By the time we hang up, she’s in bed, nearly asleep.