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The doors close and the elevator starts moving. I can imagine how annoyed the woman is and I don’t care at all.

“What the fuck was that?” Serena says. “Why didn’t you hold the elevator for that woman?”

“Because if I had, I couldn’t have done this,” I tell her as I pull the emergency stop lever.

The elevator screeches to a halt and Serena’s confusion turns to a smile as she works out what’s happening.

“It’s time to find out what happens when you tease me all day,” I say to her.

Without another word, I pull her to me and lift her dress up past her hips. I push her panties to one side as she gets fully with the program and fumbles my pants open. In a series of breathless kisses and fumbling, I am inside of Serena and she’s as tight and as wet as ever. I love how wet she is. It lets me know that I was right - she was teasing herself as much as she was teasing me back there in the deli.

I pull out of Serena long enough to turn her around. She turns willingly and bends over for me, her legs spread with her palms on the wall supporting her. I slam back into her, and she moans as I fill her all the way up. I don’t waste any time. I’m already on the verge of coming and judging by how wet Serena is, I’m not the only one. Plus, I know if I take too long, maintenance will be down to see what’s happened to the elevator.

I slam in and out of Serena, holding her hips and moving her with me. She cries out as I fill her up, and I move one hand from her hip and move it to the front of her body. I have barely touched her clit when she comes. She was already so close that it didn’t take more than a brush over her sensitive parts. She comes hard and she bites down on her hand to keep her scream inside.

I feel her flood of warm juices and I can’t hold back anymore myself. I come with Serena, whispering her name as I hold onto her hips again, keeping myself deep inside of her as pleasure assaults my body. I give another thrust, pushing in even further and Serena shudders and her pussy tightens around my cock, and I moan her name as my climax takes me away from reality for a moment.

I come back to myself and slip out of Serena, already missing the feeling of her delicious heat around my cock. She straightens up and puts her panties right and pulls her dress down as I tuck my shirt back in and fasten my trousers. Our chests heave as we make ourselves presentable once more. I reach out and cup Serena’s chin in my hand and use my thumb to wipe off the smudge of lipstick from her chin. It feels like a strangely intimate gesture and when I’ve wiped the lipstick away, I gently kiss her lips. She smiles and looks into my eyes as I step back from her.

I reach behind me and press the emergency stop button back into place and the elevator starts to move again. Wordlessly, Serena and I look at each other and together, we both start to laugh.

“So, you know how that was meant to be you getting your own back on me for teasing you?” Serena says through her laughter, and I nod. “Well, I hope you don’t think that’s going to stop me. If anything, it has just ensured I will do it all the more.”

“I hope that’s a promise and not just an empty threat,” I say and then the doors to the elevator ping open on our floor and we have to go back to being professional. I want to push her back into that lift and stay locked away in there with her all day, but I know we can’t do that and with a sigh, I go back to my office and Serena goes back to hers.

Once I’m back in my office, I check my emails and find one from Ruth with our flight details. I’m pleased she has managed to get the flights at such short notice, and I reply thanking her and then I forward the email to Serena with a message telling her what time I will be picking her up to go to the airport.

CHAPTER31

Serena

I’m in heaven as we get out of the taxi. Or at least the nearest thing to it. I spin around and take in the beautiful piazza, and the huge, amazing fountain. A huge stone sculpture forms the backdrop to the fountain, giant figures overlooking the water and the tourists beneath them, many of whom face away from the water and toss a coin into the fountain over their shoulder.

“Why are they doing that?” I say to no one in particular, but the taxi driver, who is busy getting our luggage out of the trunk of the taxi, hears me and replies.

“That’s the Trevi Fountain,” he says. “Legend has it if you throw a coin in over your shoulder like that, one day, you will return to Rome.”

“Oh,” I say. “I’ll have to make sure to do it. I have only been here five minutes and I am already in love with the place.”

“It’s a beautiful city,” the taxi driver agrees.

He gets the rest of our luggage out of the trunk as I watch the small crowds of people passing by. No one seems hurried. People stroll along taking in the sights and the sounds and the smells and I love that it’s such a different pace of life here.

Finally, our bags are all out of the trunk and the taxi driver has been paid. Ruth points to a beautiful building right on the fountain.

“That’s us,” she says, and I have to admit she has chosen our hotel well.

I grab my case and my laptop bag and follow behind Ruth and Wyatt as they head for the hotel. We reach it and step inside, and the air conditioning does its job, the cool air rushing over my hot skin. It feels amazing and I take a second to just enjoy it and then I look around. The floor is tiled in a warm gold color and the fixtures and fittings match, the reception desk and the walls matching the gold color and the chairs and tables spread throughout the lobby have gold frames and red cushions. The whole place is bathed in a warm yellow light, and it should be as gaudy as all hell, but it isn’t. It is regal looking and yet comforting, like coming home.

Ruth leads us to a cluster of the seats.

“I’ll go get us checked in,” she says. “Can someone watch my stuff?”

I nod and Ruth goes to join the short line at the reception desk. Wyatt and I sit down around a low coffee table.

“This place is gorgeous. Have you stayed here before?” I ask Wyatt who shakes his head.

“No, but you’re right, it’s really nice and it’s in a good location too,” he says. “The client’s offices are just down the road, and we definitely can’t complain at the view.”

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