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© Margie Church
For Dale Eldon, because you make me smile.
Dawn arrived in Ketterborough, cloaked in the color of dirty wool. Rain streaked the window pane, Mother Nature’s attempt to scrub the grime from the glass that Erik never seemed to get around to washing. His bare chest reflected in the smudged, gray glass. He ran his hand through his sandy brown hair while blowing out a long, slow breath. Edgy, he thought the miserable weather had been made to order.
Shuffling and bumping noises came from the bedroom. A lump formed in his throat. This day had been coming for weeks, and now Erik wondered how in the hell he’d manage to get through it. His memories of the summer with Allise would be cold comfort in the coming months.
Allise called him from upstairs. They’d been up most of the making love, thirsting for one last drink of each other before it was time to say goodbye. During the quiet moments in between, Erik pretended the luggage standing in the corner wouldn’t be filled and hauled to the train station this morning.
“Coming,” he said with all the energy of a broken balloon.
* * * * *
The pile of Allise’s luggage lay neatly on the ground next to Erik’s feet. Announcements of arriving and departing trains carried over the voices of passengers and guests, trains whooshing to and from the station, and a myriad of other sounds. Erik’s temples throbbed. He slammed the car trunk and watched Allise bring a luggage cart. Her expression was drawn. Her red-rimmed eyes gave away the sorrow and pain of goodbyes.
He decided their last minutes together needed to be filled with some of the same laughter and lightheartedness they’d shared all summer. Giving her one of his best smiles, Erik grabbed the cart, pushed it aside, and pulled Allise into a swooping embrace.
Her laughter rang out, echoing in the cavernous parking garage. “Put me down before you trip over all my stuff.”
“You can fall on me. I don’t care.” His lips crushed hers, silencing their laughter. His tongue stroked hers, teasing hers into his mouth. Her body next to his was like a lit match on gasoline. Her fingers fisted in his short brown hair as she kissed him back with a passion that made him shake with matching desire.
Erik set her down.
“What’s the matter?” she asked, her eyes searching his face.
“I have a plan. Help me get the cart loaded.”
“What plan?” she asked while rolling her largest case closer to the cart.
He kissed her cheek. “Let’s hurry and get you checked in.”
* * * * *
The gate attendant secured the last tag on Allise’s suitcase. “You’re over the weight limit,” he said in a matter-of-fact tone. He read over the top of his glasses while punching numbers on some sort of a computer pad. “That’ll be an additional sixty-seven dollars.”
“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” Allise said while digging out her credit card. “Pretty soon you’ll be including my purse in the total weight.”
“I don’t make the rules. I have to enforce them,” the sour-looking man said. He accepted her card and ran it through their system. Producing a receipt, he gave her a pen and pointed where to sign. “Your train is forty-five minutes late. There was some snafu in Leeville.”
Allise gave him the pen back and took her copy of the receipt. “Thanks for the notice.” Looking at Erik, she asked, “Should we get a coffee or some lunch while we wait?”
“Or something.” He ushered her down the long hallways, bumping elbows with oversized shoulder bags and purses every step of the way.
“Where are we going?” Allise asked. “I think we just passed the last coffee shop on this end of the terminal.
With her hand firmly grasped in his, Erik walked her toward a construction area.
“Where are we going?” she asked again.
He stopped dead in his tracks. “Do you trust me?”
“Do you love me?”
She gave him her famous why-are-you-asking-me-such-a-stupid-question look. “You know I do.”
“Then come with me.” His eyes swept around the area as he looked for terminal employees and construction workers. Must be break time. He lifted the yellow caution tape. “Come on, we don’t have much time.”
Allise ducked under the tape and hurried after him toward a make-shift wall.
Looking behind him one last time, he urged Allise behind the wall. The second the wood concealed them, he pulled her into a torrid kiss. His hand moved up her thigh to the top of her jeans, and he worked the button.
“I have to have you one more time before you leave,” he said between kisses. His breath left his nostrils in deep huffs as though he’d been running. Adrenaline coursed through his body. He turned her around, pushed her jeans around her ankles, and knelt to kiss her beautiful ass.
She looked over her shoulder, worry mixing with excitement written all over her face. “I hope no one comes.”
Erik leaned her against the window. “Let them watch.” Anyone getting on the lower platform could look up and see them. The knowledge made his cock thicken. With his jeans around his ankles, Erik bent Allise over. He brushed his fingers through her wet folds.
“Does this turn you on?” she asked.
“Like a thoroughbred at the starting gate.” He pressed the tip of his cock against her opening. And then drove hard until his balls rested against her clit.
Her breath left with a hiss. “Fuck my pussy, Erik. Show me how fantastic your cock is. Go deep.”
He quickened his pace, the sound of their flesh slapping together easy to hear. His balls grew wetter with Allise’s juices with each thrust. Looking through the windows, he noted a few heads turned their way. A bolt of excitement whiplashed from his spine to his dick. And he wondered how long it would take for the authorities to show up.
“They’re watching us,” she said, her words in time to his forceful pumps. “They must be jealous knowing what you’re doing to me. It’s so hot knowing they’re watching us fuck.” She rotated her hips, sending a new surge of wetness around his shaft. Seconds later, she bit her hand, stifling squeals as her orgasm rushed through her.
He held her by the waist to keep her from falling to the floor. “I can’t hold off, Allise. Turn around, suck me.”
Her body shuddered in his arms as he helped her twist to face him and lean over. Her moist lips wrapped around him. The scent of their combined juices filled his nostrils. Holding the sides of her head, he guided her mouth on him.
“Oh fuck, you do that like a pro.” Closing his eyes, he let his head roll against his shoulders. Familiar warmth grew in his sack, tightening it, drawing it up. The heat built. He panted, vocalizing the pleasure soaring in his hard dick. “Allise, that’s it, oh shit, yeah. Suck it! Yes.”
Every muscle in his body tensed as his hot cum shot down her throat. After pumping his hips a few more times, he relaxed.
“You two about finished there?”
The voice startled Erik. Allise’s eyes shot open with surprise.
He twisted, looking backward at the construction worker. With a sheepish grin, Erik said, “Break’s over, huh?”
About the author:
Margie Church writes erotic romance novels with a strong suspense element, in keeping with her moniker: Romance with SASS (Suspense Angst Seductive Sizzle). She has a degree in writing and editing and has been a professional writer, editor, and journalist for over 25 years. If you enjoy books that you can’t put down, then read one of hers.
Margie lives in Minnesota, is married, and has two children. Some of her passions are music, flower gardening, biking, walking her dog on moonlit nights, nature, and making people laugh. She also writes children’s books under the pen name, Margaret Rose.
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Together, they explore all the things that turn them on. And discover whether they’re a perfect match for life beyond the 18th Floor.
Content advisories: m/f, m/m, BDSM, spanking, flogging, oral sex, anal sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, sex in public places, phone sex.
Watch for The 18th Floor from Sizzler Editions also in June.
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