13: Never Enough

KNOXX

Normally, I don't allow myself get measured once it was time for Chanel to change designs for the club because I have almost the same measurements with Ax and Blade, so one of them usually take mine. But this time, I willingly volunteered myself, the only reason best known to me....which was Serena of course.

Despite not being that busy 'cause Niko and Bolt were the ones who were in charge of organizing rides in the club, I chose to deliberately keep Serena waiting...this was only the beginning of what I intend on doing to her. I was fully aware when she was taking other bikers' fittings... Chanel did inform of her presence as well, so it wasn't as if I had no idea she had come. However, my own fittings would be taken in my own time.

Five hours later, I was satisfied and ready...for her.

"President, Miss Voss is in your private hall." The prospect I had sent to Serena seconds ago was back.

I briefly flicked my wrist at him, dismissing him.

Getting to my private hall, I pushed open the second door where I was expecting she would be, but she wasn't there. I looked around properly to see if she was hiding, but there wasn't any sign of anyone. Maybe she got mad and couldn't wait anymore, then she left. This was my thought when I went over to the first door.

I had my private hall demarcated into two parts. The bigger part was my living room, bedroom and rest room while the second smaller part was just a space with few stuff hanging around, mainly for activities that don't require my office...the major activity being the one involving my cock.

Opening the first door, I was completely stunned when I saw Serena in my living room. No one asides my mom, Ax and Bishop have been here. This was my fucking personal space. Seeing her here both vexed me and made me have a rush of heat in my lower abdomen, my muscles all tensed up. She was on a plain green gown which hugged her curves perfectly and its thin straps hanging loosely over her shoulders. Despite the fact we were a bit far from each other, I was by the door and she was standing beside one of the sofa, her delicious scent still didn't go unnoticed.

Just the sight of her getting me horny added to my vexation. That prospect whose face I have marked now would definitely be punished for taking her to the wrong room. He should have known that what I meant by private hall was the second part of the hall even though I should have taken the blame for not locking up the first door.

I should be telling this woman to leave but what left my lips was different. Five minutes would be over in less than a second, I know that.

Yeah, she looked tired and mad after I made her wait, but that wasn't any of my business. As the president, I should do things at my own convenience.

"Take off your jacket," She said quietly. "Please." She was very close to me now, her eyes down.

I absolutely did nothing. Not that I ignored her on purpose, but because I was internally fighting myself not to grab her by the waist and let my flesh control me. Her this close to me, with her scent intoxicating as hell, I don't think I've fought a battle this hard.

By the way, why should I take off my jacket? Could she not...

"I cannot take your appropriate measurements with your jacket on," her eyes lifted up to mine this time around before she added, "sir."

This was the first time I got a closer look of the color of her eyes. It wasn't just one color...it was a swirling combination of amber and green. I have to admit...the most b...beautiful color shade I've ever seen.

I slid my jacket off and tossed it to the sofa.

She placed the tape on my shoulder and let it down to... "Where do you want me to stop?" She asked regarding the length of my jacket.

"Where the one I just pulled off stopped."

She stopped at the point where my hip should be.

Next, she moved to my neck, chest, right arm and waist, her fingers brushing lightly over my body. I did not also fail to hear low sounds coming from her stomach indicating that she was hungry.

"Are you done?" I asked, when she moved to the table to write on a notebook.

"Nope," she answered moving towards me again, then knelt slightly. "This is the last." she wrapped the tape around my hips, adjusting it properly.

I looked down at her and I began having x-rated thoughts of her in that position with my cock in her mouth. Hell, I've thought of this before. Shit! My cock was already twitching like crazy, threatening to break my briefs apart...and I didn't even mind if she notices any bulge down there.

"I'm done." She straightened up, went to grab her bag on the sofa, the measuring tape and notebook in her hands and she left. She did all of this as if she was in a haste to leave. Good for her though.

Hearing the door close, I pulled down my trousers, letting them pool to the ground.

"Fuck!" My cock had slid down through the left side of my briefs...could see his red head poking out and precum threatening to drip out from the tip. I took a swipe of it with my thumb and rubbed it over the head.

I have to blow my load out...myself. No time to call those sweet butts.

I peeled off my briefs, my cock springing out for life. Grabbing him with my left hand, I leaned to the sofa slightly to take out my phone from my jacket.

"Evening, Prez. We were just done cooking dinner. Where will you have yours?" The head cook picked on the first ring. His name was Flames.

"It's not about me," I replied, moving to my bathroom...would not want to spill my cum anywhere else. I was already stroking my cock with my left hand, the lube I had used making my hand motion easier despite my cock piercings. "A woman left my private hall a while ago. Her name is Serena Voss. Make sure she eats something before she goes home."

"No problem, Prez."

"Don't mention my name." I would not want her to think I was bothered about her being hungry. Hell, I don't care if she hasn't eaten for days. I was only trying to act out of character...only for tonight though.

"I won't, Prez." Flames said.

I ended the call, dropping my phone in the sink. I have to concentrate and get this cum out of me.

I shut my eyes firmly, my mind drifting to think of the wicked things I would like to do to Serena...with my lips, fingers and cock.

Imagine running my mouth over that sweet smelling body of hers, sucking and taking a bite of every inch, every curve. Never had this great need to just have my mouth on a woman. Deathly sure she would taste like heaven...mmhmmm. I thought, licking my lips.

"Damn," another swipe of bead of arousal over the head of my rock hard cock.

As for my cock, he would mercilessly fuck her lips, her big boobs, her fat ass...and her pussy of course and I wouldn't even be wearing rubber. The thought of pounding inside her with my raw meat made my head spin. That sharp mouth of hers would scream nothing but my name.

"Ahh!" I groaned as I got closer to the edge. The veins on my hand matched the ones on my cock as I increased my strokes...hopefully I don't jerk out this cock.

The image of me pumping my cum into a very flushed Serena faded as pleasure overtook my body. My eyes shut tightly, hot splatters of cum shooting out my cock.

Breathing in and out heavily as I slowly came back to reality, I twisted the knob of the shower head to get water to flush away my load stains on the floor.

"Fuck you, Serena." I bit out a curse as I laid my head against the wall.

One thing was clear to me now, I would never be satisfied until that woman was mine.