3. A Date with Seraphine

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I pull up to my apartment and get out, knowing you're just minutes behind me. I've given you my door number and told you to count to 30 before coming up. I still can't believe we're here.

What started in an empty office is going to end with you, naked in my bed. What a wonderful, crazy notion. I take the elevator to the fourth floor and walk briskly to my front door.

I turn on the light and look around, scanning the apartment for anything that might be embarrassing. I toss this morning's coffee mug into the dishwasher, but that's it. Now all I have to do is wait.

By the time you open the door, I've poured two glasses of wine. I'm more nervous than I should be, considering we just fucked in the backseat of your car. Still, the thought of your hands on me makes me shiver.

You found me, I say, as you come in and take off your jacket and boots. You look from me to the glass of wine and you smile. It wasn't that hard.

I hand you the glass. You take a sip, your eyes still on mine. The air feels thick with tension.

Your upper lip glistens with a smudge of red wine and all I can think about is kissing it off. So I do. You fall into the kiss, responding immediately as if you were waiting.

I kiss you slowly, leisurely. There's no rush, no fear of someone walking in on us. It's just you and me and the whole night ahead of us.

You taste like Merlot, sweet and heady. I want to take my time with you, explore every part of you. You exhale into my mouth, a soft, tremulous sigh.

I pull you closer and thread my fingers through your hair. The kiss changes from something tender to something more urgent and wanting. Where's your bedroom? You whisper against my cheek.

I take you by the hand and lead you to the bedroom. I mentally pat myself on the back for remembering to make the bed this morning. You sit on the edge of it and look up at me.

Once again, I'm struck by just how unreal this night feels and how much I want you. I come towards you and step between your legs. You lean up and I bend down.

Our kiss is long and passionate. You moan against my lips and I urge you backwards onto the bed. I follow, hovering over you on my hands and knees.

I wiggle my eyebrows playfully and you laugh. I'm here, you say, as you reach for my collar to pull me down. This kiss has intention.

It feels like the start of something, like a promise. I nudge my thighs between your legs and you raise your hips, seeking that pressure. There are too many layers of clothing between us.

I lift up your shirt, trying to unbutton it while simultaneously trying to get it off your head. You laugh again and bat my hands away to do it yourself. While you do, I rid myself of my shirt and bra.

When I lean down, you're topless, your beautiful tits on display, nipples hard in the cool air. I take one in my mouth. My tongue flicks and swirls around it and you arch up.

I kiss my way from your chest, up your neck, back to your hungry mouth. I love the sensation of my skin against yours. Your body is warm and writhing beneath me.

I'm overwhelmed by the desire to see you naked. My hands trail down your sides and settle on the waistband of your skirt. Can I? I ask in a ragged voice and you nod, lifting your hips to grant me access.

I have it off in seconds. My fingers flutter across your stomach, down to the subtle swell of your pussy. You jerk up as I trail my middle finger up your wet pussy lips, barely going inside.

I like teasing you like this. I can tell you're confused when I move off you to the side of the bed. I open the bedside drawer and pull out a bullet vibrator and some lube.

I hold it up for the questioning look. Your response is to lie back down and spread your legs, inviting me in. You shiver when the vibrator touches you.

The lube is cold against your flushed skin. I tease your clit, circling your swollen nub with a pointed tip. You ready? You throw your hands above your head, surrendering yourself.

I switch the vibrator on to the first setting. A low hum fills the room. Slowly, I move it around your clit, never quite touching.

You jerk your hips, aching for more. I glide the vibrator down and circle your opening, applying a light pressure before moving up again. I play with you like this for some time, until you're gasping for more.

I move the vibrator back down and pause for a moment, ah, before sliding it inside you. Your breath hitches in a cry of pleasure. You look so hot like this.

Do you like it when I fuck you? I kiss the soft skin of your inner thigh and lick my way to your clit. I can't help myself.

I've got to taste you. You're moving up to meet my thrusts as I slide the vibrator in and out. Your pussy is so wet for me.

Do you want more? I turn up the intensity setting. Oh god, you're thrusting your pussy up as I fuck you with it.

I can see the slickness on your thighs. I lick your clit in light strokes while I move inside you. Your eyes are shut and you're gasping.

I can't believe how sexy you are. I turn the vibrator up to its highest setting and add pressure with my tongue against your throbbing clit. Your sounds of pleasure are wordless.

You moan into my pillow, long and loud. You're close now. I can feel it.

Your muscles tighten beneath me. Come for me. Come for me.

Your orgasm is spectacular. I keep kissing your clit until you push my head away and pull me up to face you. You're breathing heavily and you lean in for a soft kiss.

Who would have thought you'd smile into my shoulder, looking blissful. That the night would lead me here, to you. I kiss you again and run my hand to your waist.

I kiss you again and run my hand down to your waist. The night's not over yet.