Page 55 of Strictly Business

She rolls her eyes and I laugh.

“I was just thinking how beautiful you are and how amazing you look with that backdrop,” I say. “And that’s the truth.”

“I already forgave you for being a dick earlier. You can stop this now,” Serena says with a laugh.

“I’ll never stop telling you how beautiful you are,” I say.

I lean forward and kiss her, conscious of the fact that we are in a very public spot so I can’t kiss her deeply how I would like to. I have to settle for a soft and gentle kiss, a promise of more to come beneath the surface of it.

“Should we go up to the rooms and get out of our work clothes and go out for a nice dinner?” I say,

Serena stands up and I do too, and we start to head back towards the hotel.

“I have a better idea,” Serena says.

“Go on then, spill it,” I say when she doesn’t go any further.

“How about we go up to the rooms, get out of our work clothes and order room service,” she says. “Then you know, we wouldn’t need to worry about getting back into other clothes if you get my drift.”

Oh, I get her drift. I very much get her drift.

“You were right. Your plan is better,” I say. “Let’s do that instead.”

CHAPTER40

Serena

We head back to the hotel and as we walk across the lobby, I can feel a lovely warm glow inside of me. All in all, it’s been an eventful but amazing day. In this one day, Ruth’s true colors have come out and she is now out of the picture, meaning I won’t have her attitude and glares to put up with at work any longer. Mind you, in some ways I will miss her – she definitely kept me alert. We won a massive contract that was partly due to me for my work on the campaign and also for having the foresight to show Mr Bellisario the correct logo design with the proof that we hadn’t just come up with it on the spot. And as if all of that wasn’t enough, I am now getting to spend an extra night in the most beautiful city I’ve ever seen with the man I am very quickly falling for.

What more could a girl possibly ask for? Oh yes. Room service and red-hot sex and both of those are very much on the cards for later. Tonight is going to be even better than today has been if I have my way and it looks like I am very much about to get my way.

The elevator comes and we step into the car. A few others get in, but that doesn’t stop Wyatt from taking my hand in his. I love that we can do that just like any normal couple now that we don’t have Ruth watching our every move. We get to our floor and make our way along the hallway.

Wyatt stops at his room door, and I automatically keep walking until I realize Wyatt hasn’t released my hand and he’s laughing and then I laugh too. There’s no reason not to just go in through his door now and if I need anything from my room, I can use the adjoining door. There’s no reason to hide this anymore. Really, Wyatt could have just kept one room for tonight, but then we would have had to wait to start our night of fun while I went next door and gathered up my things to bring through, and I’m glad I don’t have to do that until tomorrow now. Wyatt probably didn’t even realize that I was mostly packed. Plus, he might have thought it was a little bit presumptuous although I don’t know why – it’s not like we don’t stay over at each other’s places at home.

As soon as we are in the room and the door has been closed behind us, Wyatt reaches for me and pulls me into his arms and starts kissing me. My body responds to his kiss as always, my clit tingling and my pussy clenching in anticipation of what’s to come. I press my lips against Wyatt’s and battle his tongue with mine.

I feel as though I don’t have a care in the world while I’m locked in Wyatt’s arms and our bodies are pressed together like this. My only concern is that I want to feel Wyatt’s hands all over me, his tongue all over. I want to feel him inside of me. I can feel his cock pressing against my stomach now and it’s no good there – I need to feel him inside of me and I want him in there right now, but I also want this to last.

We are edging towards the bed as we kiss, our clothes coming off. We break our kiss apart long enough to get our clothes off and then we come back together, and our kiss is even more frantic, even more hungry, than it was before. I want to devour Wyatt and I want to be devoured by him. Our hands are all over each other’s bodies, caressing and stroking.

We reach the bed and Wyatt pulls his mouth from mine but before he can say or do anything else, I have an idea and I gently push him onto the bed. He lands in a sitting position, and I motion for him to scoot backwards which he does, sitting with his legs stretched out in front of him. I climb on the bed and straddle him. I wrap my arms around him, and I kiss him lightly on the lips, running my lips over his, enjoying the lightly tickling sensation it causes in my mouth and lips.

“Lay back,” I whisper, releasing Wyatt from my arms.

He eagerly does as I say and when he’s lying flat on his back, I crawl forwards until I have completely cleared his body and then I turn around and crawl back. I position myself so that my pussy is at Wyatt’s mouth and then I grab his hard cock in my fist and put it into my mouth and then I begin to suck on it. Wyatt doesn’t need any instructions. Even as he moans his pleasure, he is grabbing my hips and licking my clit. The vibration of his moan against my clit feels amazing, and I feel myself already inching towards my climax.

I let Wyatt set the pace. When his flicking tongue becomes feather light against me, teasing me, I copy him on his cock, my tongue gently licking over his tip. When he gives me some relief, putting pressure on my clit and sending me closer to my orgasm, I do the same for him, drawing him into my mouth and sucking hard.

I’m so close to coming when Wyatt stops moving my clit from side to side in a delicious rhythm and gently blows on it. It feels good but I know what he’s doing – he’s holding my orgasm back, teasing me again. I start to do the same to him, but then I take his length back into my mouth.

I’m done teasing him now. I want to make him come hard in my mouth and then I will get mine. I lift myself slightly so that my pussy is no longer in reach of Wyatt’s tongue, teasing him at that end instead of the other end, and then I go wild on his cock, sucking hard, my head bobbing up and down quickly. One hand is fisted around the base of Wyatt’s cock, matching my thrusting head, and making sure his full length gets some attention. The other hand cups his balls and caresses them.

I don’t stop and even when I feel Wyatt straining to reach my pussy again, I don’t move closer to him. I just keep working him. I feel him relax beneath me and stop trying to fight me and it spurs me on. I up my pace even more, using my tongue to add pressure and I hear Wyatt make a strangled ‘arghh’ sound and then my mouth is filled with his spunk, and I swallow it, savoring the taste of him and sucking on him after I have swallowed, making sure I get every last drop.

When I’m sure he is done, I release his cock from my mouth and fist, and I push myself up onto all fours and then I lower my pussy again, so that it’s once more nice and close to Wyatt’s face. He moans as he starts to lick me again. It doesn’t take much to get me back to the edge – I barely really left it – and when Wyatt pushes his tongue inside of my pussy it’s too much for me to take and my orgasm explodes through my body.

I feel my muscles tightening and a shiver of pleasure goes through my body. My clit tingles and pulses and aches for more. My pussy clenches and my juices run freely from me into Wyatt’s waiting mouth. My nipples tingle and grow and for a moment, my breath catches in my throat as my whole body pulses with pleasure. It’s almost painful, but not enough to take away from the pleasure. It’s sweet pain, exquisite torture, and I relish every second of it.

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