Starr Destined (Starr Series) (32 page)

For the most part anyhow.  I am only a mere mortal man, and we were
very
passionate and adventurous lovers.

But I was mindful of maintaining a professional front with Seraphina at the office.  Although I really didn't give a fuck what people made of our relationship, I did want to show respect for her reput
ation, now I had a better understanding of how difficult it was for her, since she’d spelt it out for me.

That being said, I didn't see why we shouldn’t still be able
to have some private fun at work sometimes.  I could do the whole discrete thing for Sera, and anyway, I thought she’d be up for it, since she’d become pretty inventive and creative with her suggestions about where we could have sex these days.  She took it as a challenge to come up with suggestions for having sex somewhere, or in some new way that even I hadn't experienced before. 

God, I fucking loved that creative mind of hers.

Sex in my Aston Martin had been great.  Her on top, with those perfect breasts right in front of me.  So pert and so full and so soft that I could have played with them all day.

Another time, we fucked in the changing room at Harvey Nichols.  I got so horny watching her tr
ying on all kinds of sexy dresses, that I ended up taking her against the wall, while she watched us in the changing room mirror - turns out Sera has a thing about mirrors.  It was just a quick fuck, but exactly what we both needed at the time.  There are times for making love slowly, but also times when a simple basic hard fuck is called for.  Both are great. 

When I’d stupidly claimed it wasn’t possible to distract me if I set my mind against it when we were having a silly argument, Sera set out to prove me wrong.  She chose her moment well, by going down on me while I was on the phone to my business associate Hugh.  He’d thought I was having some kind of a fit, when I struggled to speak coherently and in the end I’d had to make an excuse and say I'd call him back.  I’d got my own back though.  I’d tied her to the bed and then used my tongue mercilessly until I had her screaming with her third orgasm.

So we were well matched and having lots of great sex everywhere - except at work.  And I thought it was high time we revisited office sex - desk sex in particular.

That’s why I went down to see if she was free one lunch time, when Joy was on leave, and I had a nice empty office that I thought we could put to very good use.  Surely Sera would agree that ever
yone was so used to seeing us working together now, that no one would think anything of her coming up to my office, especially as most of the staff on her floor were out anyway at a marketing conference for the day. 

And I was literally aching for her, seeing as I’d had a hard on all morning thinking about the sexy pink satin underwear I knew she’d got on under her deceptively conservative navy blue dress. 

I
really
wanted to fuck her. 

Hard. 

On my desk. 

Now.

So I'd come down to use my powers of persuasion, knowing she’d find me harder to resist in the flesh than on the phone.  Remembering how much she’d enjoyed having sex with me in the office previously, I was confident I’d be getting my way.

Not for a moment did I expect what I found when I walked into her office.

“Something you’d like to tell me, Miss Jones?”  I scowled.

She was standing in a totally deserted office, with a
baby
propped on her shoulder. A real live
baby
, for crying out loud.  As it was dressed in blue, I guessed it was most likely a boy.  A pair of big blue eyes stared up at me as he sucked his thumb, while Sera patted his back and rocked him.

“Liam!  You startled me,” she said, as she turned to face me. 

“What the hell’s going on?”

“Alice - that’s Tom’s wife - popped in with their baby.  This is Noah.  He’s gorgeous, isn’t he?”

“So may I ask why you’ve been left holding the baby?”  I ignored her question, as all I was interested in was how quickly she could get rid of it.  I had a meeting in under an hour, so I only had a short window of opportunity to get on with examining that sexy underwear of hers. 

“Not thinking of setting up a work place crèche are you?”  I asked sarcastically.

“No, of course not, Liam.  I suggested Tom and Alice should go and have lunch together, and offered to mind Noah while they went out.  Tom’s been working late at the office every night recently, so they’ve hardly seen each other.  They won’t be gone long.”

“Oh.”  So that meant she was stuck here with this wretched baby until they got back.  I gla
red at the offending little rugrat - I really didn't appreciate having my plans for a quick satisfying fuck thwarted by Junior.

“He’s been fed, and I’ve just changed his nappy, so now I'm hoping he’ll drop off to sleep, once I’ve winded him.”  The baby obediently burped loudly right on cue.  “Oh, what a good boy,” Sera cooed, as she rubbed his back.

“How come you know so much about babies?”  I asked.

“Babysitting was my main source of income as a teenager,” Sera explained as she walked around ji
ggling the baby, still rubbing and patting his back, which he must have liked because soon his eyelids were drooping sleepily.  I noticed there was some sort of baby buggy by her desk, along with a large bag, which appeared to contain nappies and other baby-related detritus.  Christ, the workplace was being turned into a fucking nursery.  “It was an ideal way for me to earn money, because I could get on with my studying once the kids were tucked up in bed.  The Red Cross ran a proper, official, babysitting course at our school, which I did, so I was considered a pretty reliable baby sitter in those days,” she explained.

“I see.  Quite the baby expert.  Forget to put that on your CV, did you?”  I muttered sarcastically.

“Has he gone off yet?  Can you see?” she whispered, as she turned the baby’s face towards me.

“Gone off?”  What the fuck did that mean?  “Well, his eyes are closed.”

“Good.  Another minute or so and I’ll try putting him down in his buggy.  Can you make sure it’s fully reclined please, Liam?”

“Me?  I don't know how that thing works.” 

What the fuck would I know about buggies?  I didn't know the first thing about babies, or anything related to them.

“Oh for goodness sake, Liam, it’s hardly rocket science.  Here, you hold Noah while I sort it out then.”  She held out the drowsy baby, but I backed away in horror - I certainly wasn’t prepared to take him from her - what if I dropped him, or he cried?  

“No!  It’s okay; I’ll figure the buggy out instead.”  I hunkered down and worked out how the sodding thing worked and finally got the seat to go horizontal, cursing the stupid bright green curly snake toy that kept getting in my way.

“There - is that okay?”

“Yes, that’s great thanks.” 

“You know, this really isn’t how I expected to be spending my lunch time,” I grumbled.  “I had plans for us.”

“Well, never mind, I’m sure there’ll be other times.” 

She gently eased the baby into his buggy, where thankfully he remained sleeping as she strapped him in.  “Aw, he’s such a cute little baby, don't you think, Liam?” 

She looked up at me from where she was bent over him, with this stupid gooey look on her face.  Jesus. That ‘I-want-a-baby’ kind of look.  Not Seraphina, surely?

“Cute?  It’s just a baby.  Why do women have to get all broody at the sight of a baby?”  I scowled.  All babies looked the same to me. Sma
ll, smelly and scary.  To be avoided for the foreseeable future at all costs.  Thank God for effective birth control.

“Don’t worry yourself, Liam.  Just because I think little Noah here is cute, does
not
mean I’m broody,” she snapped back defensively.  “Believe me, after all those years spent babysitting, I'm under no illusions that babies are anything but extremely hard work, and I'm in no rush whatsoever to join Kimberley in the ranks of the yummy mummy brigade.” she insisted, as she rocked the buggy back and forth in a very professional  manner.

“Thank Christ for that,” I heaved a huge sigh of relief.  “So, about my plans…”

But I was interrupted by Tom and his wife returning from lunch.  At least he had the grace to look embarrassed about me finding Sera babysitting for them.  Then, just as I was wondering if we could still manage a very quick desk fuck if we hurried up to my office, my mobile phone rang.  It was Ivan Meddowes.

“Liam?  Look, I know I’m about half an hour early, but I was hoping we could pull our meeting forward…
”

Fuck. 

No office sex for me today, then.

***

Sera took a phone call in the car on the way home.  I was desperate to get her home and then get her laid.  Sounds crude, but that’s how I was feeling by then. 

I blamed Sera - she shouldn’t have teased me that morning by letting me catch her getting dressed in such sexy underwear when I got back from my morning swim - not when she knew I had to leave extra early for a breakfast meeting. 

And not when she knew I had a thing about seeing her in that particular set of pale pink satin Agent Provocateur underwear. 

So fucking sexy. 

And then she put that seriously conservative dress on over the top.  That really turned me on too, that deceptively prim look when I knew all about that sexy fuck-me-now lingerie she had on underneath. 

“Of course you can… no, I haven’t said anything…  I can't really talk right now,” Sera glanced over at me as I drove.  “Yes, come straight over now.  No, that’s fine, then at least we’ll know one way or another…  Yes, see you in about half an hour.”

What the fuck?  I was being side-lined
again
?

“What was all that about?”  I asked, noticing that Sera was frowning and chewing her thumb nail as she stared out of the front of the car.

“Just Abbey - she’s coming over.” 

No!

“Oh?  Why’s that?  You only saw her the other day.”  I tried hard to keep my cool.

“I know, but something’s come up, and I really need to talk to Abbey.” 
Yeah, something’s come up alright, and it’s nothing to do with Abbey.

“What’s come up?”

“Just girly stuff.”

“Can’t you put her off?  I want you all to myself.  I have plans for us.  Plans I think you’ll enjoy,” I smirked, reaching over to take her hand and then circling my thumb over her knuckles.  Sera glanced at me and smiled - I knew where she’d rather I was circling my thumb.  I’d already missed out on office sex today, so I’d be damned if I was going to miss out again now because of Abbey.

“Just put those plans on hold, Liam.  Abbey won’t be stopping that long.  We’ve got something we have to sort out first, that’s all.”

“Sort what out?  Why are you being all mysterious?”

“I’m not.  Like I said, it’s just girly stuff.”

Seraphina was definitely being evasive, which I hated, but I couldn’t press things any further wit
hout us getting into an argument, which would have spelt the end of any plans for us in any case.  So I gritted my teeth and held on to my temper. 

“I’ll let you know as soon as Abbey’s gone.  Then you can tell me all about these plans of yours.”  Sera patted my hand consolingly.  But I needed her so badly that even her light touch had the effect of arousing me even more than I already was. 

“Okay,” I sighed in resignation.  I’d have to be patient, seeing as I had no choice in the matter.  At least we’d have the whole evening to ourselves, and then I’d make up for lost time.  A quick hard fuck first, nice and slow the second time.  After that, I wasn’t sure.

But while I waited impatiently in my place for Sera to let me know she was free, I remembered she’d mentioned her shower wasn’t draining properly, which I'd meant to check  out before contacting Andrew.  There’d be no point calling him if it was only a blockage caused by some of Sera’s long hair, especially as I knew he’d been called away to some family crisis up in Scotland, so wouldn’t be able to organise anything straight away.  I decided I might as well go down now, as Sera had said they wouldn’t be long.  Anyway, they could just carry on whatever their girly business was, while I looked in the bathroom to see what the problem was. 

So I sent a text to say that I was on my way down, which I hoped she’d take as a strong hint to get Abbey to hurry up and go.  I didn’t feel guilty - I’d agreed to be Abbey’s business mentor hadn't I?  That meant I already gave her friend plenty of my precious time.  I was still pissed off about Sera’s lunchtime being taken up with babysitting Tom’s little sprog taking priority over my plans.  I really didn't appreciate having to share Sera with all these other people.

As I got to her apartment, the door was open and Abbey was stood in the doorway talking to Sera, both of them looking rather emotional for some reason.

“Don't mind me, just checking out the shower blockage you told me about,” I murmured, as I passed the girls and headed into the bathroom.

Fair enough, as Sera had said, I could see it wasn't draining properly.  I got down on my hands and knees to look more closely, and as I did so, some packaging sticking out of the bin next to me caught my eye.  I slowly took it out and read the wording.