New Beginnings (Mature Content Warning)

New Beginnings (Mature Content Warning)
Serena was checking her purse to make sure she had the holy trinity of belongings when leaving the house: keys, phone and wallet. Once all items were checked off her ritualistic invisible list, she began to head out to the tea shop for Paul's breakfast. Given he'd looked thinner these days, she suspected all he did was look at it most days, but she wanted to make sure he had edible food at his disposal, especially since he refused to leave Goose's side unless it was to shower and change.

She unlocked the front door to the cottage about to step outside, gasping at the sight of Paul's unexpected presence hovering outside the front door.

His hair was unkempt and his clothes, with enough five o'clock shadow to start a healthy beard.

"You scared me," Serena whispered as she placed a hand over her rapidly beating heart. When she looked at him, she noticed there was chaos in his emotions, and it was palpable. "Paul?" She quickly dropped her purse on the cherry wood console table next to the door. She reached for the wrinkled long sleeve on his white button-down shirt and pulled him inside out of the cold.

"Come inside," she pushed him toward the living room. "I'll make you coffee. Why don't you start a fire and then have a seat? I'll bring the coffee to you."

Serena removed the red knit scarf and the white wool coat she wore, dropping both items on the counter stools and immediately began prepping the coffee. Once she turned on the coffee maker she rested her hands against the counter and took a deep breath.

Goose was gone.

Paul wouldn't have left his side otherwise.

She shed a few tears wiping them away with her hand, and then wiping the moisture on the skirt of the sleeveless red dress with the mock turtleneck she was wearing. Her heart broke, but it was Paul's pain at center stage, not hers.

She heard rustling behind her. "Coffee's almost ready," she sniffled keeping her back to him.

She felt Paul's hand grip her upper arm spinning her around until she faced him. He stared into her eyes with a look laden with raw vulnerability. Without a word he brought his hand up beside her face before burying his fingers in the hair at the nape of her neck. He pulled her to him slowly, halting as her lips were a hair's breath away from his.

Serena's heart began thumping in her chest. She wanted that kiss more than she wanted to breathe.

When he reeled her in mating their lips, Serena immediately breathed him in as she wrapped her arms around his neck letting him know she welcomed his corporeal invasion. The scent of freshly brewed coffee surrounded them but neither of them cared as nothing mattered more at this moment than the other.

Knowing the layout of her home very well, Serena walked forward against Paul's body making him walk backward until she knew they were standing in front of the sofa. She pulled Paul's shirt open impatiently peeling it from his body. She ran her hands over his torso with shallow breaths.

His lips moved to her neck as his hands settled in her rounded buttocks, pulling her hips against his letting his body show her how much he wanted her.

She pulled her lips away so she could focus on the fastening of his black leather belt. She began to unfasten every barrier between their physical union pulling his pants down to his knees and pushing down on the sofa.

In seconds Serena pulled her own dress over her head unfastening her bra as Paul pulled the thin straps of her underwear down her long legs. Once all her own barriers were removed, Serena straddled him unwilling to wait a moment longer.

Heaven knows she waited long enough.

Paul cupped her jaw with his hands pulling her face to his kissing her hungrily, delving his tongue inside her mouth as Serena reached down between their bodies hearing Paul gasp when she grabbed his long thick member to guide him against her opening.

Serena pulled away from Paul's kiss to stare into his eyes as she slid down, consuming him slowly. She exhaled slowly allowing her body to relax enough as it adjusted to his invasion inside of her. Paul's hand went down to her hips, gripping her as he moaned her name.

"Paul," she whispered back as she placed her forehead against his as she began to rock their bodies creating the most delicious friction between them.

He pulled her chest against his face taking a tightened nipple in the warmth of his mouth licking the hard nub, tightening his lips around it and releasing it allowing the sensitive tip to rub against the roughness of his beard. The onslaught of the rough sensation added to the facets of pleasure already bringing her closer to orgasm.

She constricted her walls around his member when he immersed himself inside of her, gripping tightly as he began to slide out.

This went on for a while and when she began to feel herself unravel, Serena bit down on Paul's neck feeling her entire body contract and release with pleasure over and over again.

He followed suit with his own undoing.

When their raw passion finally subsided Paul wrapped his arms around Serena holding her against his chest as if she would break easily. He kissed her lips tenderly before closing his eyes pressing his forehead against hers. "I love you."

Serena smiled as she wrapped her arms around this man that felt hers now more than ever.

"I never stopped loving you, Paul."