Taste of You: Older Alpha Younger Woman

by Violet Theron

  She moans softly and places her arms around my neck. I quickly unzip her dress and pull down the front of her dress. Her full breasts are exposed. Small pink nipples are in the centers of her big, round breasts. I groan with satisfaction. Taking one of the hardened nipples between my teeth, I nip at her.

  To my satisfaction, she throws her head back and little sexy moans escape her throat. God, she’s hot. Her long black hair gets loose from her updo and falls all over her shoulders. I leave a trail of kisses down the middle of her chest. Hoisting her up, I gently place her on the marble countertop and run my large, warm hands up and down the inside of her thighs. Her skin is so warm and soft and I am practically salivating over her gorgeous body. She is trembling slightly and I can’t wait to warm her up. I shove my hand unapologetically under her dress and I find the delectable place between her legs with my fingers.

  “Let me taste you.”

  Chapter 4

  Serena

  I watch with fascination and surprise as he licks his finger clean of my juices. “I love the taste of you,” he says in his deep, rolling voice. My heart is beating like a jackhammer.

  I almost want to cover my face in shame as Scott buries his face between my legs. His mouth is on the most intimate part of my body. I shudder with both excitement and shame. His nimble tongue laps up my center and makes my whole body quake. The tip of his tongue swirls deftly over the hard nub of my clit. I bite my lower lip to prevent myself from screaming out.

  Soon, the pristine marble bathroom around us disappears and I feel like I am enveloped in a fog of warm white light. My body is shaking with intensity and I want to cry out. The pleasure builds up inside of me like water behind a dam. I feel like I am drowning and I am grasping at straws. Soon, I am in free fall as I clutch Scott’s shoulders to prevent myself from falling over. As my body tumbles from my climax, I uncontrollably scream out his name.

  With a smirk, he stands up and wraps his arms around my waist and presses his forehead against mine. The coolness of his skin feels nice against my burning forehead. I am still catching my breath and my vision is clouded by lust.

  “Are you okay?”

  I mumble incoherently, since my mind is still filled with a fog of afterglow and disbelief. His chuckle rings in my ears and that makes me turn red and snap out of it.

  I open my mouth to protest and instead find him cradling my face between his hands and his lips are on mine again. They are soft and loving. And that I can taste myself on him only turns me on even more. He gently sucks on my lower lip and caresses my jawline with his fingers. A guttural moan escapes my throat. My body is humming with lust and urgency now. I don’t want him to gently and lovingly touch me. I want him to plow into my depth with the urgency of a raging bull and I want him to take me here and now.

  His lips part from mine and I whimper with dissatisfaction.

  With his forehead still pressed against mine, he looks deeply into my eyes. “Serena, I know that you want to fix everything yourself, but I just want you to know that I’m here for you. Let me take care of everything, take care of you. Please let me take care of you.” His voice is dark and husky, giving me little room to refuse.

  My face feels hot. I’m not sure how I feel about the intensity of his feelings for me. Most women would dream of having someone dashing and powerful like Scott to sweep them off their feet and take care of them. But I’m not like most women. I have spent most of my life in my father’s protection and shadow. This is the first time in my life when I can make my own decisions. I have spent years studying the business of wine. I even spent my free time working at my father’s old wine bar just so I could talk to customers and learn more about markets and trends. Now, I will not throw all of it away just because a handsome man waltzes into my life and wants me to live according to his plan.

  Gently, I push him away by the shoulders. I can see something crack in his deep-set eyes and I lower my head to I don’t have to face the pain in his face. Silently, I slip onto the floor and pull my dress back over my shoulders. I have waited my whole life to run this company. This is the right thing to do. I want this. But why does it hurt so much?

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  Scott doesn’t follow me back to the ballroom as I rustle back to our table. I sit down and watch the throes of people greeting and shaking each other’s hands. I smooth out the silky fabric of my dress and feel the cool air on my flushed skin. My head is now cool and collected. I am doing the right thing. It is absurd for me to lose myself to my lust like that. Sure, Scott is very attractive, but he is completely wrong for me. His type only wants a quiet, stay-at-home trophy wife. Someone like my mother. I want to be out in the world and make something of myself. I want to run my father’s business like a boss. I want to compete with the old boys from the club and win.

  Alex sits down next to me again and smiles. “Are you enjoying the party?” His voice is crisp and his gray eyes are attentive and kind.

  I nod and grin awkwardly. I watch him as I wait for him to continue to talk.

  “You mentioned during our dance that you wanted to ask me something?” I was about to talk to him about my plan when Scott grabbed me and pulled me into the bathroom, and we- I blush at the thought.

  “Yes.” I play with the bracelet on my wrist. “Promise me that you won’t tell anyone.” He agrees hesitantly. “I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go into business with me. To buy a minority stake in Stanza Wine.”

  “But why would I do such a thing? My father is in negotiations with you to buy the whole company.” His voice is slightly flippant.

  I swallow. “Because I don’t want to sell the company.” I look into his silvery eyes. “I want to run and grow this company into a leader in the wine business. I-” I take a deep breath. “I think you’d understand. You’ve started a business on your own instead of just working for your father.”

  His gray eyes are understanding and kind, and his fingers brush my shoulders gently. “Of course, I understand. Money and fame aren’t everything. It is only by the fruits of our own labor that we actually define who we are. Having that sense of identity is crucial.” His voice is low and soft, like a lover’s whisper. “I would love to invest in your company, but I only have one demand.” He stops and chuckles. “It is a selfish demand.” Patiently, I wait for his explanation. “I want to spend time with you. I like you, Serena, and I want you to give me a shot.” His deep gray eyes are piercing and hot, and I can feel the desire and urge radiating off his muscular body. He doesn’t hide his attraction and interest in me at all.

  What do I have to lose? He’s not asking me to marry him or sleep with him. He is good-looking and interesting, and we obviously have values in common. Right now, he is ready to give me everything I asked for. But something doesn’t feel right in the pit of my stomach. I open my mouth and nothing comes out. I can only shake my head as tears roll down my cheeks. I can’t. I just can’t do it.

  “I- I’m sorry. I can’t.”

  “That’s a pity,” he whispers. I can feel his hot breath on my skin. I cringe as back away. Then I apologize and dash off.

  As I quickly walk away and I hug my arms to keep my whole body from shaking, I realize why it doesn’t feel right.

  He isn’t Scott.

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  My phone rings incessantly as I roll over in bed and still hugging my pillow. It is early in the morning and I came back to my hotel room late last night. I pull my covers over my head but the phone rings loudly again. With an angry grunt, I pick up.

  “Serena? This is Greg. I have some bad news.” I clutch my phone and sit up. “The deal with the Beaumonts fell through.”

  “What? But I just talked to them yesterday!” Even though I have no intention of selling, the potential deal gave me some security and leverage. “Why did they pull out? What have they said?” Maybe Alex spilled everything to his old man, even though he promised not to.

  Greg’s low voice comes through after a long pause. “I have no idea b
ut Scott also quit our account this morning.”

  “What?” I yell into my phone. “Do you think those two things are related?” I sink back into my bed.

  I can almost hear Greg shrug. “I have no idea, but this is terrible for the company. We’ll be out of cash before the end of the year. We need to do something quickly. Find another buyer. Raise money. Anything at all. But Wilson would only get in our way. He only wants his cash.”

  “I hear you.” I cut off Greg. “I will handle it. Let’s meet at the office after our flight and go through our options.”

  I hang up the phone and place my hand over the hollow of my throat, and I can feel my pulse racing under the tender skin. I have never felt so alone before and I bite back the desire to cry. I can’t believe Scott did this. He has not only deserted me but he also stabbed me in the back on his way out. My chest hurts so much right now that I have to cross my arms to keep myself from shaking. Large drops of tears roll down my face.

  I can’t believe I fell for that Class A jerk! I knew that he was a rich asshole who was only out for himself but I fell for him anyway. I fell for his looks, his protective ways, and yes, even his arrogance. I feel like such an idiot. This is a complete mess and I don’t even know where to start in order to fix everything. I wish Dad was still alive and he would know what to do, I think miserably.

  No, I’m in this on my own and I need to find a way out. I slump back into bed and try not to focus on the pain in my chest as I close my eyes.

  Chapter 5

  Scott

  I have always been the cool, suave one and nothing could faze me. Well, that all changed when Serena came into my life. I have become unsure and insecure, possessive and jealous. All the strange new feelings I have never experienced before. On the other hand, she is such a little spitfire, and that she inspires me every day. She makes me feel that life is full of adventure and challenges to be taken on. That no challenge is too great and that nothing worth doing is too hard. That I want to take on every single one of these challenges with her by my side. I don’t want to just buy her flowers and jewelry and take her to fancy parties, I want to be her partner and her equal both in business and in life. I have never felt this way about a woman before.

  I shuffle my feet nervously before I knock on her hotel door. My heart is pounding in my chest and I’m not quite sure what I want to say. After a moment, I knock again, louder this time.

  The door swings open and the raven-haired beauty narrows her icy blue eyes at me. “You,” she spits out the word. “What are you doing here?”

  I blink in surprise. There are a hundred reasons she should be mad at me but I’m not sure which one is the real reason right now. I clear my throat and ask politely, “May I come in?”

  She purses her soft pink lips and watches me tentatively. “Sure,” she says as she steps aside to let me in. “Make it quick because I have a million things to do.”

  I clear my throat again and wait for her to ask me to sit down. She just stands there with her arms crossed in front of her ample bosom. She is still in her silk nightgown and it accentuates her deep cleavage. I tear my eyes away and swallow again.

  “I’m sure you’ve heard that I’ve quit your account.”

  “Uh-huh,” she answers impatiently.

  “And you’re probably wondering why.” I am taking way too long with this but I am not sure how I should tell her. My palms are getting sweaty from nervousness. Why is it so hot in here?

  “I have quit that account because I want to avoid any conflict of interest-”

  “Are you with one of our competitors now? Did you tell the Beaumonts to kill the deal?” She jumps to conclusions right away, before I can even finish my sentence. “How could you do this? I trusted you, I was stupid enough to think that I even lo-” She stops herself quickly. “No, it doesn’t matter now. I have nothing to say to you.” She lowers her head right before I saw tears swell in her sapphire eyes. “You can leave now,” she chokes.

  “No!” I shout and grab her hand. She tries to pull away from me. “I came to give you this.”

  She looks down at the small sheet of paper and she is so confused for a few seconds. She just stares at it with her mouth dropped open. “What- what is this for?”

  “For you to buy off Wilson’s stake. This is twice what anyone else would offer him. I talked to him, he has no reason not to sell. Now you can run the company as you please.”

  “But, but, how? Where did you even get this much money?”

  A cocky grin appears on my lips. I will not show my hand too soon. I need to force my way into her heart, or else the stubborn girl will always keep me at arm’s-length. “May I sit down?”

  She turns red and steps back. We both sit down on her hotel bed and I take her hands into my own. “Serena, you’re the most lovely and infuriating woman I know. I want to be with you. I want to take care of you and protect you, and you have to let me do that. I want to be your partner in every sense of the word and that means sometimes you’ll take care of me and sometimes I’ll take care of you.”

  Her startling blue eyes widen and her pouty lips part slightly. “Where did you even get this much money? I can’t take this.” Her voice is gentle with concern, and I know that I am chipping away at her defenses.

  “Then what if I don’t give you the money?” I arch a brow at her. “Does that mean I can stay then?”

  I enjoy watching her turning even redder and she lowers her dark head to avoid looking into my eyes. “I- I guess I want you to stay.”

  “You guess?” My voice is full of amusement, then I straighten my face. “Serena, I called in a good friend who agreed to invest in your company. I will act as their representative in the partnership. I quit your account because legally, I can’t be your lawyer and act as your business partner at the same time. I did this because I know how much you love this company and that you’re capable of turning it into a complete success. This investment is final, but it is time for you to make your decision about us.” My words hang in the air for a full minute. I can see the idea slowly sinking into her head and her struggling with it.

  To my surprise, she throws her arms around me and kisses me on the lips. Her lips are warm and soft and her nimble tongue dances with mine. “You’re the most infuriating man I have ever met,” she pants after her lips part from mine. Her fingertips trace the edge of my jawline and her sparkling eyes never leave mine.

  “And the kindest, most generous, and sexiest, right?” I pull her close to me and plant kisses all over her face.

  Her cheeks turn red but she doesn’t refute my claims. Emboldened by her silence, I tug at the thin strings of her nightgown and suck on the tender skin of her neck and shoulders. She slips out of her nightgown and my eyes relish the view of her glorious naked body over the hotel bed. She is so beautiful. She looks up at me and I can feel her body shuddering with excitement under my hands.

  I grab one large breast and knead it gently. A soft moan escapes her lips. I bend down and nip at her earlobe, and then I growl, “You cannot run away this time.” She shudders again and pulls me closer to her. My hands continue to roam over her smooth skin until I reach her glistening mound.

  My thumb circles her hard exquisite nub and her whole body trembles. I barely did anything and my whole hand is already wet with her arousal. Gently, I push a finger into her soft folds and it glides in easily from her wetness. Damn, she is so tight. I wince as my cock jolts inside of my pants. The old boy is eager to bury itself deep into her delectable center. Serena throws her head back and groans deeply. I push in another finger and she is grabbing at the sheets with her hands. She is so wet and tight, I realize as I eagerly lick my lips.

  With the smooth motion of my hands, I quickly send her to her peak. She is so sensitive that she reaches her climax within minutes and her marvelous body writhes and quakes as she falls from the pinnacle. Her face is lit up by the afterglow, and I bury my head in the crook of her neck and inhale deeply. She smells heavenly, of
her natural scent and her sex. I can’t wait to take her completely. And I know that I would want to take her every day for the rest of my life.

  I free my cock that has been stifled in my pants for way too long. It is thick and hard. Her sky-blue eyes widen at the sight of my engorged head and her little tongue darts out. Without knowing how sexy she is right now, she licks her lips and asks, “Will it hurt?” My head snaps up in surprise.

  My girl, who can run a multi-million dollar company and reduce grown men to tears, is a virgin.

  Serena

  “I, I mean, I’ve, I’ve never done this before,” I stammer like an idiot. I don’t want him to think that I want him to stop or that I’m an inexperienced prude. I bite my lower lip and lean into the pile of pillows and sheets next to me.

  “Stop it,” he says in his smooth baritone voice.

  “What?”

  “Stop looking so incredibly sexy right now-” He gets on top of me and starts nipping at my neck again. His large hands roaming all over my bare body. “You make me want to take you. Right here. Right now.”

  I shudder at the core and I wrap my arms around his neck. Looking deep into his eyes, I bat my eyelashes and declare, “But I want you to.”

  “No,” he says and shakes his head in frustration. “I want your first time to be perfect.”

  “Perfect?” I almost laugh out loud. “What does that mean? What makes sex perfect?”

  “Oh, I dunno. On top of a pile of flowers. On a beautiful beach. Or just in a big bed surrounded by candles.”

  To his chagrin, I laugh so hard that tears come to my eyes. “Scott,” I say as I pull him closer to me. “It’ll be perfect if it’s with you.”

  With an animal-like growl, he pushes me on my back and climbs over me. He situates himself between my legs and plows into my lips. He ravages me as he tastes every inch inside my mouth. I feel protected as he locks his strong arms around me, and I am so breathless from his kiss.