Chapter 18
Serenity
What the fuck was happening?
Everything in me was freaking out. So much for being calm and collected, Serenity. Something about him being hurt this way was making me want to hurt whoever did this to him. I couldn’t think about this right now. I needed to focus on stopping the bleeding and covering the cuts up. While I was cleaning him, I noticed he put his head down.
“Hey. Are you okay?” I heard a mumble.
I went to move some of his hair out of his face and realized he passed out. Shit! I put my head down to his chest. He was still breathing. That was good. I kept cleaning his back and grabbed the antibacterial ointment that I found in the first aid kit in the bathroom and started to rub it on. After I got done with that, I looked at his back a little more and saw other scars. His arm was up on the desk and I saw a large one on his side as well.
“What the fuck happen to you?” I started to rub my fingers along them and he shivered a little but didn’t wake up. I grabbed some of the gauze that I had and started to put it on him. Glad that this place was stocked for everything. Guess that was what you get when you paid for the best. After I got done bandaging the last cut, he started to wake.
“Hey go slow, you passed out.” He turned his head toward me. I saw shock in his eyes, like he forgot where he was. When he straightened his back, he winced in pain for a second then reached back. He paused when he felt the bandages and looked at me again.
“Thank you. That wasn’t necessary.” I laughed but didn’t mean to sound as loud as I did. “I’d hate to see you really get hurt and how you react to that.” Good job, Serenity, sounding like a bitch again. I put my hands up in submission because I didn’t want to fight with him. He looked like he was ready to run, but I was not letting him leave.
“I was just joking, relax.” He was starting to breathe heavily but I could see that he was not going anywhere.
“Did you want to sit on the couch or lie on the bed? It might be more comfortable than the chair that you’re in?” He looked around the room, studying it. When he came back to my eyes, I started to get those feelings again like he actually saw me for me. It felt good because it had been so long since someone saw me as a person and not just some lawyer. I reached up and cupped the side of his face. It felt so natural to do it and warmed my heart. He looked at me with what I thought was the same feeling. When we touched, it was like this feeling of wanting and belonging at the exact same time.
“I think I should go.” I heard him, but that didn’t stop me from what I was about to do next. I moved fast so that when he tried to protest again, I was already at his mouth. He didn’t fight me. If anything, he tried to kiss me harder than I planned. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and it made me instantly wet. He tasted like home and all I wanted was more. I pushed my tongue into his and moved into his mouth. Before I knew it, he had his hands on my hips and was pulling me into his lap. I straddled him. Then I felt him, all of him.
He started to dig his fingers into my ass while pulling me closer to him. I started to rock my hips and he moaned into my mouth. I pulled back first so I could look into his eyes. He seemed so lost, but I was going to show him he wasn’t alone. I moved my mouth back down. He didn’t resist. I deepened my kiss. I couldn’t believe the way that I felt. This all seemed like a dream. I felt him starting to stand.
I was about to protest, but then he grabbed my ass and squeezed tight and I wrapped my legs around him. He had me right on top of his dick. I could feel how big he was, and it made me excited. He stopped suddenly. I paused and looked at him again. He laid me down on the bed so gently. I laid there, staring up at him, wondering what he was thinking, but something told me that he was thinking the same thing as me.
“We don’t need to do this.” I sounded sadder than I intended, but it needed to be said. He reached down and took his shoes off and lowered his pants until he was just standing in his briefs. This guy wasn’t real. I saw some more scars on his chest the longer I looked at him. I reached up and started to trace them. He tensed up a little but then I moved onto my knees and started to kiss them. He grabbed the back of my head as I started to kiss down his chest. I got to the edge of his briefs and looked back up at him. He looked like he needed this just as much as me.
I kept eye contact as I started to push down his briefs. I kept eye contact to make sure that he didn’t want me to stop. He didn’t flinch. When they dropped to the ground, I moved my gaze to his length and holy fuck. Someone was definitely looking out for me because this dude was massive. My pussy was already quivering for him, and I was not even naked yet. I grabbed him in my hand and started to stroke. He moved his hand to the back of my head with a soft pressure. I looked up at him. His eyes were already closed as if he hadn’t felt this pleasure in so long. I took that as a go and put my mouth on him. I kissed the tip. I took my tongue and ran it down his hard length just as precum started to come out.
I looked up at him once more and saw his eyes were right on me. He still had the back of my head. I could feel his grip getting harder. Without notice, I took him all the way into my mouth. He moaned loudly and I could tell his legs went weak because he took his other hand and put it on my shoulder. As I started to pump him in and out of my mouth, he reached down and into my dress and found my breast. I moaned a little when he pinched my nipple. I had not been this turned on, ever. I had never been one to really care about giving a guy head either but him—I could do this all night long.