The “I want you to fuck me” look

Chapter Six: I know that look

SERENA’S POV

His lips traveled along my neck and then he caught my lips again,delivering one of the best kisses I had experienced in a while. I ran my hands over the black T-shirt that clung to his body and I desperately wanted to peel it off so I could feel him.

With eager anticipation, his hands went for the buttons of my blue bodycon dress. His hands cupped both of my breasts, and just when I thought things would escalate further, he just…stopped.

The hell? Why did he stop!

He peeled himself away from me, leaving me yearning for more, my body aching and confused.

"I could actually fuck you senseless right here and now,but I wouldn’t.”he uttered, his words leaving me perplexed.

What on earth did he mean by that? Before I could question him,he continued, "We should get some rest right now,you know we both have a busy head ahead of us tomorrow,”

Numbly, I nodded, feeling very foolish as I fiddled with the button of my dress.

He rose from the bed, retrieving a blanket to carefully cover me up.

Unexpectedly, he leaned down, placing a tender kiss upon my forehead. I watched in stunned silence as he made his way to the couch.

*****

I couldn't stop thinking about last night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kaden's face, his lips, his eyes. I could still feel his touch on my skin, his warmth.

Most importantly,I wondered why he had stopped halfway,if he hadn’t found me attractive enough. Or maybe because I was going to be his step-sister.

I could not help but wonder what he was doing right now, if he was thinking about us too.

Or did Kaden have a girlfriend?

“It doesn’t even matter.Focus on yourself,Serena,” I muttered to myself.

My phone pinged with a message from Mom.

"Hey honey, just wanted to remind you about the function tonight so you can return home early and we go as a family. Love you”

I continued with my work and when the clock finally struck five, I hastily gathered my belongings and drove back home.

Hanging on the back of the door was the dress I had carefully selected for the occasion—a black shimmery gown that hugged my body like a glove.

I looked at my 5'6" body in the mirror, turning this way and that. I had an hourglass body which looked like it was made for sin. With long,honey blonde hair, brown eyes, olive skin and a sultry Latina body, I always turned heads and caused men to drool.

I added some sparkly earrings and a matching necklace to complete the look. My makeup was flawless, my hair perfectly styled. I did a little twirl, feeling confident and beautiful.

As I stepped out of my bedroom, I saw Cameron in the living room, leaning against the wall. My breath was taken away by how handsome he looked. He was dressed in a tailored suit, the midnight blue fabric hugging his sculpted frame perfectly. The crisp white shirt underneath and a silver tie complemented his perfect tanned skin. And those dark curls of his,somehow, I wanted to reach out and touch them.

"Serena," he said, his voice a velvety baritone, "you look absolutely breathtaking."

"Thank you," I said, trying to play it cool. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”

He nodded, his eyes lingering on me before turning back to the TV. I could tell he was trying to act casual, but I could sense the tension between us. I knew he was curious about what happened between me and Kaden, and I didn't blame him.

I heard footsteps behind me and turned to see my mom and Mr. Lodge walking towards me. They both looked resplendent in their finest attire.

"Good evening, Serena," Mr. Lodge said, smiling at me. "We're so glad you could join us."

"Thank you, sir," I replied, trying to sound polite.

“My baby,you look so beautiful,” Mom pulled my cheek playfully and I gave a broad smile.”Well,lets get going so we aren’t late.”

I looked around for a second.”How about Kaden?”

"He won't be joining us tonight, unfortunately. He has important business to attend to." Mr Lodge explained.

Well that was a bummer. I had been looking forward to seeing Kaden all day. "Oh, okay," I said, trying to hide my feelings.

Cameron, always quick with his wit, remarked, "The lesser, the better."

We arrived at the party and I was immediately struck by how many people were there. There were girls everywhere, all vying for Cameron's attention. I felt a pang of jealousy, but I tried to push it aside. This was supposed to be a fun night out, after all. I glanced at Mom and Mr. Lodge engrossed in their conversation.

Lost in my thoughts, I barely noticed when a guy approached me, trying to make small talk. I nodded and smiled politely, but my mind was elsewhere. My eyes inadvertently met Cameron's, and I quickly averted my gaze.To my surprise, he excused himself from the conversation and made his way toward me.

"Excuse us," Cameron said to the man, his voice firm but polite. I protested, feeling guilty that he had dismissed him so abruptly.

"You didn't have to do that. I was actually enjoying our conversation." I slightly frowned at him the moment the guy walked away.

Cameron smirked, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "If you were enjoying it, you wouldn't be watching me like a hawk," he teased.

Heat rushed to my cheeks as I denied his accusation. "I wasn't watching you," I replied, my voice slightly shaky.

“You were bored sick Serena,I was saving you. Now,say thank you”

I rolled my eyes and instead I said,”Fuck you.”

“If you want to just say so,” he said. And then he gave a dangerous sexy wink that made me melt. As I tried to adjust on my chair,the glass of wine that I was holding toppled over, spilling its crimson contents onto my cleavage and pouring down onto my dress. I gasped in shock, standing up quickly, hoping to salvage what I could of my outfit.

Cameron immediately sprang into action. "Come on, let's get that cleaned before it ruins your pretty dress," he said, extending his hand toward me.

Reluctantly, I took his hand, and he led me toward the bathroom. As soon as we got in,he grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and wet it under the running water. Standing in front of me, he gently dabbed at the stain.

"Better?" he asked, his voice filled with a hint of huskiness.

I nodded, my voice in a half whisper. "Thank you."

He slowly raised up my chin with his index finger to look at him. There it was again. Ah,that intense stare that made me lose all my sense of reasoning.His lips trailed down to my cleavage, eagerly tasting the wine that had spilled, and my entire being froze. It looked like he just didn’t want to taste me there but everywhere else.

It was slowly beginning to get hot in there.

“You know,you’re like a magnet Jelly fish,” he said his voice deep and smoldering.”You keep on drawing me in.”

Jelly Fish.

It was the nickname he called me anytime I got jealous.

I wrinkled up my nose at him.”I wasn’t jealous,Cameron.”

“I can see right through you baby girl. Lie to someone else and even to yourself but you cannot lie to me because I know you too well.”

I stood there staring at him,unsure of what to say.

“I know that look,” he was saying again.

“What look?”

“The ‘I want you to fuck me’ look”

With a firm grip on my hips, he lifted me up, placing me on the countertop right next to the sink. My legs seemed to have a mind of their own as they instinctively spread apart for him. My brain may have been a little foggy, but my body was on absolute fire.Those charms of his were simply irresistible.

His hands roamed up my body, sending delicious shivers down my spine. And then,he bunched up my dress around my hips,standing in front of me and holding me in place.

As he slid my thong to the side, exposing the delicate slit beneath, a gasp escaped my lips.He inserted one finger in and I couldn't help but hold onto his broad shoulders, seeking support.

"Look at me, Serena," he commanded with that deep voice of his. "Have you missed this?"

I mumbled some incoherent words.His finger started gaining momentum as it pumped into me.

I rolled my damn eyes so far back, it was a wonder they didn't get trapped there. God, I didn't want him to stop, not even for a second!

But right at that climax of pleasure, some clueless girl decided to barge in. We jolted apart, stopping abruptly, and I awkwardly scrambled down from the countertop, clamping my legs together.

As I stood there, face flushed with embarrassment, my damn juices dripping between my legs, I realized she had seen us.