Chapter Eight: Elena
The rest of the date passed in somewhat of a blur. Elena had been so taken aback by Gerard’s confession that she hadn’t known what to say at first. She couldn’t deny that she had thought about such a relationship ever since she and Jeremy had broken up, especially since she and Gerard typically got along phenomenally well. There had been more than a few instances in the time that they had been partners that the two of them could feel the sexual tension between them, and it had only been Elena’s relationship that had prevented the two of them from acting on their desires. Now there were no such obstacles to be seen, and Elena was of the opinion that maybe the two of them going out wouldn’t be such a bad idea. Surely the additional intimacy would only work to make them that much more of an efficient team, right?
She didn’t give him an answer right away; their conversation being temporarily sidelined thanks to the return of the waiter with the rather expensive bottle of wine that Gerard had ordered for the two of them. He poured each of them a glass, his hand steady and unhesitant as he filled each one before handing one to her. She smiled gently as she remembered the time that the two of them had been forced to work undercover as bartenders in Munich for a while for one of their previous assignments in order to take down a wealthy mogul who had been running an underground prostitution ring. He had seemed skilled in the art of pouring drinks even back then, and she wondered, not for the first time, where he had picked up all of these skills that he seemed to possess.
They had chatted idly while drinking, Gerard telling Elena about some of the goings-on in his company and Elena talking about some of the ideas she had about how to spend their next week off. She brought up the possibility of leaving the country for a few days for a short vacation, something that Gerard seemed to think wasn’t a bad idea. When she brought up the possibility of going to Barcelona, his interest seemed to be piqued even more. She could tell that he was just waiting for her to ask if he wanted to come along, and if she thought about it truthfully, she wouldn’t have minded his company.
When their food arrived, Elena found herself feeling surprisingly hungry. The meal at Charlie’s earlier had been great, but her hyperactive metabolism meant that she got hungry a lot quicker than most other people did. Her food had already been digested thoroughly, leaving her feeling like she hadn’t eaten anything all day even though she had. The two dug in with gusto, making sure to try each dish, though Elena quickly found that she wasn’t a fan of the coconut crumble prawns. Likewise, Gerard was not a fan of the chicken satay skewers, citing the crunchy peanut sauce as something that he didn’t particularly enjoy. Aside from that, their meal was rather pleasant, and by the time they left the restaurant, they were both feeling the effects of the liquor they had drunk.
As they rode in the back seat of the limousine, Elena suddenly found her face being gently cupped by Gerard’s hand. She gazed curiously over at him only to find his lips suddenly being pressed against her own, the surprise of the sudden action causing her to freeze momentarily in place. Normally she would have pushed him back, but for some reason, she didn’t. Instead, she returned the kiss eagerly, her arms moving to wrap around the back of his neck to help deepen the kiss. She felt his tongue slide along her lips and opened her mouth to allow it inside, their tongues lashing against one another for a moment until the two had to break their kiss to catch their breath.
When the limo stopped in front of her apartment, she found herself not wanting him to leave. They had been having such a good time tonight that it seemed like it would be a shame to let it end ahead of time. “Would you like to come up and stay for a while?” Elena asked quietly, the eager glint in her eyes betraying just how badly she hoped he would accept her invitation.
“I don’t see what the harm would be,” He said with a knowing smile, his hand reaching down to stroke over her thighs teasingly. “I’m sure there are plenty of things that we could do tonight.”
I think you mean there are plenty of things that you could do to me tonight. The thought brought a blush to her cheeks, but it wasn’t one of embarrassment. She had felt a sensation of burning desire flare up in her loins, her pussy already beginning to grow damp with anticipation despite the two having done nothing but kiss. She had never slept with Gerard before, but she had fantasized about doing it enough times that she could imagine what lurked within his pants, which only served to excite her all the more.
After Gerard sent his driver away and the two had made their way up to Elena’s apartment, she was surprised at how quickly he began to take charge. No sooner had she managed to push her door closed after the two had stepped inside did she feel his arms wrapping around her, pulling her tightly to his muscular body as he leaned his head down to press another kiss against her lips. This one was even more passionate than the first one had been, Elena finding herself capable of doing nothing but submitting herself to the insistent press of his lips while his hands seemed to waste no time in exploring her body. She let out a gentle squeal into their kiss as she felt his sizable hands grope her firm ass, giving her fleshy cheeks playful squeezes that only served to turn her on even more.
“Lose your clothes,” he growled huskily, the arousal in his voice causing Elena to whimper gently to herself. It had been so long since a man had looked at her the way he was looking at her now, and she found it refreshing that Gerard was willing to take the lead. Jeremy had never been the kind to initiate anything, instead preferring to leave it to Elena. Gerard, it seemed, would be nothing like that. I don’t think I would have it any other way, either.
It didn’t take long for her to do as he had asked, stripping out of the dress that she had worn and draping it over the back of one of her kitchen chairs, leaving her standing in nothing but the dark blue bra and panties that she had worn. Soon those were removed as well, leaving her with nothing to prevent Gerard’s hungry eyes from looking over every inch of her now nude body. She knew she should have felt a little shyer about allowing him to see her like this, but the only thoughts going through her mind were about what he thought of what he was looking at. Judging by the bulge that had appeared in the front of his pants, she assumed he liked it, which helped to spur her on.
“I stripped, Gerard. Now it is time for you to do the same. Those clothes of yours will only be a hindrance for what I have in mind,” she said cheekily, her hand moving down to start undoing the clasp on his belt.
Once his pants and boxers were out of the way, Elena didn’t even take the time to admire his large cock. She moved over to the couch and bent over slightly, shaking her ass enticingly for him in order to encourage him to stop making her wait for what she wanted. The feeling of his hands moving to grip her waist while the thick mushroom shaped head of his cock rubbed over her soaked pussy was enough to elicit a lustful moan from between her lips that turned into a gasp at the end as he unceremoniously drove every inch of his thick member inside of her. Her lips formed into a full O-shape as he wasted no time in ramming his hips back and forth, his heavy balls smacking lewdly against her each time that he bottomed out inside of her.
She couldn’t bring herself to do much more than moan each time he drove his cock inside of her, his balls dragging across her clit in such a way that it sent little lightning bolts of pleasure coursing through her body with every thrust. Her breasts swung with every impact, at least until Gerard’s hands moved from where they had been firmly holding onto her hips and instead began to grope at her large breasts and rock-hard nipples. She could already feel herself beginning to be pushed towards the edge, the constant friction of his shaft as it rubbed over her horny inner walls only serving to help increase her pleasure. She had to bite down on one of the pillows from the couch to keep herself from screaming when she finally came, her pussy clenching down tightly on Gerard’s cock like a vice as she creamed all over his length.
That seemed to set him off, and Elena’s eyes widened when she felt the first jet of his hot seed beginning to spray inside of her. She had been so caught up in how quickly things had transpired that she had completely forgotten about making him wear a condom. It was too late now, though. Even if she had wanted to pull away, her body was moving seemingly of its own accord. She could feel herself pushing insistently back against him, keeping him buried as deeply inside of her as she could manage as the rest of his cum dribbled out into her. It was only once he was spent that she felt her legs give out, Gerard moving quickly to catch her before she hit the ground.
“I think I will be spending the night tonight,” he said softly.
All Elena could do was smile.