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Serena begs for more, telling me to pound her harder and faster. I oblige, enjoying the sounds of her moans. I can't help but think she's the most beautiful woman in the world.
I focus on the rhythm of our bodies moving together. I'm thrusting harder and harder inside her, and as I hear her gasps and moans, I know she's about to come. Her hands grip the table, holding her up as she braces herself for what's coming next, begging me to thrust her even harder and faster.
"Go harder, Michael. Faster," she pants.
I don't need any more encouragement. I can feel the pleasure building, and I increase my pace, slamming into her with all my might. Her hair is everywhere, splayed out across the table, and it's the most beautiful sight I've ever seen.
I can feel the sweat pouring down my body as I continue thrusting into Serena, desperate to make her scream my name. She meets my every move, throwing her hips back to meet my every thrust. I indulge in the pleasure, pounding into her with everything I've got, panting and gasping as I take her closer and closer to the peak.
I start to pound into her with even more force, my hips slamming against hers, her loud, approving moans urging me on. I can feel the tension building between us, the excitement almost too much to handle.
"I want to come…" She whispers.
"Hold it," I tell her, my breath labored. "I'm almost there, baby,"
I pick up the pace, my heart pounding as I drive deeper into her. The sensation is almost too much to handle, and I can feel my release start to build deep inside me.
Wrapping my hands around her, I hold her up from the desk, her back pressed to my chest, crouching a bit so that I can keep slamming into her. She moans loud, begging me to let her cum.
"Come for me, Serena. Come for me." I command.
With one final, wild thrust, I feel all the tension snap, and my body convulses with pleasure. I hear Serena scream my name as she follows me over the edge, our loud groans echoing through my office.
We collapse in a heap, both panting and gasping for air. I look at her and know that I've never been more attracted to anyone in my life. She's simply stunning with her sweaty body and flushed face.
After what seems like ages, I manage to catch my breath. I pick Serena off the table and carry her over to the couch, where we collapse. We're both sweaty and sticky, but we don't care. We take time lying on the couch together, trying to catch our breath.
I pull her closer to me, my fingers tracing patterns on her back as I savor the afterglow.
"That was amazing," she whispers, and I can feel her warm breath on my ear.
"You were amazing," I answer, my heart still racing.
I kiss her and start reminiscing about how happy I am with Serena. I've never met anyone who makes me feel this alive, and I don't want to lose her.
We lie there for what feels like hours, basking in the glow of our shared pleasure. I feel a sense of happiness and contentment. Being with Serena feels like coming home.
For the first time in years, I feel I'm exactly where I need to be.
Chapter 16
Secret To Keep
Serena
As I stand in front of the mirror, my hands tremble slightly as I apply my makeup. Today is the day I've been dreading. My uncle John returns from his two-month-long business trip.
I’ve missed John terribly and can't wait to see him, but I don’t know how to explain the relationship I’ve built with Michael over the past months. He will never accept my relationship with Michael, and I'm unsure how to make it work between my love for him and my deep affection for Michael.
I love John deeply, and his opinion means the world to me. Yet, I can't deny the intense love I feel for Michael. I'm not ready to let go of what Michael and I built in the past months.
It's a dilemma that weighs heavily on my heart, and I'm unsure how to navigate it.
Michael's gentle touch on my shoulders jolts me back to reality. I look at him through the mirror, trying to hide my inner turmoil with a smile. He looks handsome in his plain shirt and jeans, and I'm captivated by his irresistible charm for a moment.
"Hey," I mutter. Michael responds with a warm smile, bending down to kiss my forehead tenderly. His simple gesture comforts me, easing the tension momentarily.
"Are you ready?" he asks, his eyes meeting mine through the mirror's reflection.
