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  Lizzie pulled his overcoat over her hand.

  She stroked his cock.

  Every trail of her fingers sent spikes of sensation up his stomach, through his balls, under his ass and between his legs.

  He’d never needed an orgasm more than he did then. “This is killing me. I’d ask you to stop, but it feels so good.”

  Lizzie kissed his lips softly, leaned in, and pumped his cock. She sighed against his mouth. “You feel good, so hard, so, so yummy.”

  He sucked on her bottom lip, and bit gently as soft sounds of pleasure escaped him.

  Her hands stilled and she turned.

  “What are you looking for?” His voice was throaty and desperate as his hips jerked involuntarily.

  “At the position of the security camera, and I think we’re fine. We can’t be seen.”

  Lizzie bent to his lap and took his cock into her mouth before he stopped seeking out the camera himself.

  He gasped loudly.

  The woman knitting turned around.

  He smiled a little at her and she turned away.

  Nothing mattered then.

  Lizzie’s lips surrounded his cock and traveled deliciously up and down the shaft. She ran her tongue around the shape of him and then sucked.

  It brought such exquisite sensations, his back arched, he slid down the seat a little and had to hold onto the edge to stop himself from thrusting into her mouth. Her alternate sucking, tongue swirling, and the movement of her mouth up and down his cock rocked him with pleasure. His orgasm crashed over him. It sent his seed pumping out into Lizzie’s mouth in long slow pulses. He almost bit his lip trying not to groan. He dug his fingers into the soft faux leather of the seat, and his hips did their own thing, jerking and writhing.

  He finally relaxed and rested his head against the back of the seat.

  Lizzie slowly raised her head and carefully covered his cock with his shorts.

  He let her zip his pants and then he slipped his hands around her face to look into her eyes. “I can’t tell you how incredibly good that was…how much I already feel for you.”

  She gazed at him.

  He saw desire, love, lust, and he wanted to tell her he loved her. He wanted to ask her to be his. He ran his fingers down the front of her jeans and pushed them between her legs.

  She arched to his hand, sighed, and ran her fingertip across his lips. “I’d like your fingers in me, filling me, pushing deep.”

  Her reaction flipped his stomach. Ryan’s eyes closed with lust. He pulled her coat around her hips, and under the cover of the dark blue fabric, he unzipped her jeans. He bent and nuzzled at her neck to shield her further with his body. He tugged at her jeans, and she lifted her bottom so he could pull them down her thighs. His breath left him when he discovered she had no panties on and he sucked on her neck. The folds of her pussy already slippery with cream throbbed on his fingertips. He held her with one arm around the coat that covered her naked ass, and she clung to his shoulders. His other fingers slid so easily into her tight wet channel he moaned into her neck. “Fucking hell, you’re so wet, so sexy. I want you on my cock, rocking, clenching, fucking me. Lizzie, help me give you an orgasm, move on my fingers…I don’t want to let your coat slip.” He brought his lips to hers and kissed her softly, slowly, and tenderly.

  Her inner muscles clenched around his fingers. She squeezed her thighs.

  Ryan smiled onto her lips. He circled the hard little bud of her clit, felt it grow under his thumb and then he pressed harder, curled his fingers inside her, and thrust his tongue into her mouth. Desire swept through his body again and threatened to harden his cock.

  He knew she was coming when she gasped into his open mouth and her hips jerked so hard he had to keep the coat from falling off her lap.

  When she stilled, he kissed her gently. The softness of her lips drove him crazy. He knew he had to let her dress. The clench of her pussy on his fingers was something he’d never grow tired of feeling. He wanted his fingers in her all the time, unless his cock was in the warm, wet place that sent shivers of lust through his balls just thinking about it. He held her coat together as she dragged her jeans up. “Where are your panties?” A thrill of sexual pleasure tore through his lower stomach as he asked this.

  “They’re in my coat pocket. They were too damp to put back on, thanks to you and your kisses.”

  Ryan’s heart pounded from the aftershocks of orgasm that still throbbed in his cock, and from the expression in her eyes.

  “Lizzie, I feel desperate to say this. I think something big happened today. I want you in my life. I do…I feel so much for you. I hope you’ll say we can be together…I…” he trailed away unable to say he loved her just in case it was too soon, too much, and he scared her away. They’d only just met. This whole situation was incredible.

  She nodded. “Me too, I feel the same about you. I want to be with you.” A small smile lingered at the corners of her mouth. “You actually bought the lingerie I was trying on?”

  Her sudden half-question, half-statement, filled him with amusement, warmth, and tenderness.

  “I did. I can’t wait to see you in them. Next time you have the bra on I’m sucking your nipples through the lace.” He gazed at her. “Cell number, we need each other’s. I have to go home to check on Rufus, but maybe you could come with me, and then I could come back to your place. I can’t seem to let you go. I want to wash the things for my sister. Come with me tomorrow to see her. It’s Sunday. Do you work? I still don’t know anything much about you.” He put his arm around her shoulders and brought her to rest against him.

  “I don’t work, this is my weekend off. I’m a physiotherapist and I work at the hospital. I live near you, or we wouldn’t be on the same train.”

  Ryan grinned and kissed the top of her head. “I live in a house adjacent to my practice on Kingsway, do you know the place? Blue front, big car lot alongside, Veterinary Surgeon, Domestic, and Livestock, painted along the glass.”

  Lizzie lifted her head and smiled at him. “I live at the end of Kingsway as it meets Brown Street. Interesting how we never ran into each other.”

  “I don’t think it’s easy to run into people, but I’m so glad I ran into you today. Serendipity huh?” He sighed as she nestled back under his arm.

  There was a lurch and a gravelly noise from the speaker.

  We’re on our way, folks, so you lovers in the back of the last car can get a room.

  Ryan sat up in surprise and gazed down the car at the five faces now turned to stare at Lizzie and him.

  Lizzie caught his hand in hers and squeezed. “My room or yours?”

  The End

  Tackle Me

  Jen Raygoza

  Sitting at the bar with our cocktails in hand, we discussed the day’s usual tedious task at work. The Swamp was a local bar in town that we went to when we needed to relax from a stressful day and today was one of those days.

  “I can’t believe he left you with all the damn paperwork. Mark is the worst boss ever.” Nikki rolled her eyes and took a sip from her martini. She clinked her long fingernails against the glass.

  “I can tolerate the paperwork. It’s the constant lurking he does around my desk I hate. He’s so creepy.”

  “I see the way he looks at you. That man probably goes home and rubs one out every night thinking about you.” Nikki makes a hand motion in the air which gives me a visual of Mark jerking off.

  “You’re disgusting,” I say and we both start laughing.

  Nikki’s eyes pop open as she looks across the room. She damn near tips over her drink trying to point to something. I turn to see what it is.

  “Shit. Is that Raven Black?” I turn in my seat to get a better look at him.

  “Yes it is, and he looks fucking delicious. I bet you that boy sees more pussy than a veterinarian.”

  Raven Black is notorious in our town. He’s the Quarterback for the Tennessee Pythons. I haven’t seen him since senior year in high school fiv
e years ago. Not that he would remember me; I was shy and awkward back then. I do I remember him, though. He sat next to me in Science - the one class I couldn’t pay attention to since I spent most of it looking at him… He was gorgeous then and he is gorgeous now. I couldn’t peel my eyes away. He stood by the entry door with his beautiful tanned skin and perfectly shaped faux hawk. I swear with that body of his, there wasn’t a place on him I didn’t used to dream about licking.

  His green eyes scanned the place and he squinted for a quick second like he was trying to adjust to the darkness in here. I suddenly noticed a shift in the room. As he walked over to the pool table to greet his friends, the female population in the room seemed to lose their shit.

  My eyes jumped around from bar stool to bar stool, every single and married woman eye fucked him. I didn’t blame them. For all I know I may have been doing it myself. Okay. I was definitely eye fucking him for a minute. The man was sex in a hand basket and someone just delivered his ass to a bunch of hungry wolves. His stature alone commanded attention. His brick wall of a chest and square shoulders brought me back to memories of high school, and all I could do was stare like a dumbass.

  Suddenly he lifts his head my way, looks directly at me and smiles. I quickly turn toward Nikki.

  Nikki nudges my elbow. “Lexi, did you see that? He just looked right at you and smiled.”

  “I’m sure he smiles at every girl. You know his reputation around here.”

  “Well, he is walking this way. So get ready,” she says and pushes her tits up.

  “What?” I swing my head around to look his way, and sure enough he is making a bee line for me. “Shit. Shit. Shit. I used to go to high school with him. We had the same science class,” I mumble with my head down.

  Nikki chuckles and downs the rest of her drink. “Get the fuck out.” She stops looking at me and jerks her head up.

  “Excuse me. I honestly just saw you and thought you were the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. My name is Raven Black.” He holds his hand out.

  “I know who you are,” I say without looking at him.

  Nikki kicks my foot because apparently she thinks I am being rude.

  “I’m sorry. Did I say something to offend you?” He bends over slightly trying to get my attention.

  “No. It’s not you. It’s me,” I say and stand up.

  I barely make eye contact as I walk past him. From behind me I can hear Nikki apologizing to him for my behavior. She runs and catches up to me as I exit the bar.

  “What the hell was that about?” Nikki barks out and sweeps her long straight black hair to the side.

  “Raven Black? Are you serious? He is the poster child for the guy you are not supposed to date. He has heartbreaker written all over him. I am staying clear away from temptation.” I shake my head.

  “Oh my god. Oh my god. Don’t look now.” Nikki starts making weird movements with her head.

  “What? Why are you doing that thing with you head?” I narrow my eyes at her.

  “Damn it, Lexi. Raven is walking this way.”

  I turn around to see him coming straight for us. I am boiling mad now. Apparently this guy can’t take a hint.

  “Are you stalking me or something?” I say as he approaches.

  He laughs and hands me my purse.

  I close my eyes in embarrassment. I cover my face with my hands to hide the word “Idiot” that must be written across my face.

  “No. I am definitely not a stalker. You forgot your purse inside.” Raven bites his lip.

  “I’m sorry. Thank you.” I grab the purse and clutch it to my chest.

  “No problem, beautiful.” He smiles and turns to walk away.

  Nikki looks at me like she can’t believe what is happening. “Are you stupid? Did you really just reject that hot piece of ass?” Nikki looks over my shoulder to watch Raven walk back inside to the bar.

  “I told you I am not the type of girl that just falls into bed with anybody just because he is hot.”

  “So you do think he is hot?” Nikki digs.

  “He’s okay. I guess.” I try to seem unimpressed, because I just really want to stop talking about him.

  “Get the fuck out. Okay? Just okay?” She lowers her chin and looks up at me through her eyelashes.

  “Fine. He’s sexy, and if I was a one night stand type of girl I would consider the idea of getting to know him between the sheets.”

  “That is a really polite way to say you would bang the shit out of him.” Nikki laughs.

  I shake my head and change the subject. Wasting time talking about Raven Black is ridiculous.

  “I need to get going. I have to be at work early tomorrow. Maybe you can help keep Mark away from my cubicle so I can get things done.” I yawn and reach for my keys.

  “Sounds like a plan.” She smiles and turns to walk to her car.

  On the drive home all I can think about is Raven fucking Black. I have to be honest and say that over the past few years I have watched a few games of his and caught an interview or two. I can’t deny he is sexy as hell. I just don’t need the drama that comes along when you’re with a man like Raven Black. He is the type of man that can have any woman he chooses; fame, a big wallet, and, probably, the ego to match. I mean he did seem nice at the bar, but everyone knows Raven Black has a reputation of being a very charming man. From all the rumors in town and the tabloids he gets what he wants when he wants it. I plan to stay clear off of his radar while he is back in town, because he would probably charm the panties right off of me.

  That night I laid down and his face was the only thing I could think about. No. I am lying. His chest, his shoulders. The smell of his cologne when he was inches from me. What the fuck, Lexi? Go to sleep, I thought and tossed a pillow over my head.

  In the morning I scurry off to work with no makeup on. It was way too early to even think about looking pretty. When I arrive at work I run right into my creepy boss Mark.

  “Lexi, Good morning.”

  I back up as he smiles at me and steps into my personal space. “Good Morning, Mark.” I plaster on a fake grin, and try to walk by him, but he steps in front of me.

  “So, how about lunch today?” He grins ear to ear.

  Here we go.

  “You know, today is not good. I have an important call to make. Sorry.”

  “How about tomorrow then?” Mark wags his eyebrows once.

  Before I can answer, Raven Black walks in and yells, “Mark, my brother. How are you?”

  I almost bite my tongue when I see him. All I can think about is the fact I have no makeup on and my brown hair is swept up like a mop. Wait. Creepy-ass Mark and Raven are brothers? No fucking way.

  “Lexi. Let me introduce you to my brother, Raven Black.” Mark grins and pats Raven on the back.

  Raven looks surprised for a second, but then smiles at me and puts his hand out. I shake it this time.

  “Nice to meet you, Lexi.” He holds on to my hand longer than he should be.

  I snap it back and look over to Mark. “So. This is your brother?” There is no way in hell these two are related. I really can’t see the resemblance at all.

  “I know. Hard to believe it, right? I got all the good looks.” Mark bends over and slaps his knee.

  Are you kidding me? I am standing there totally mind fucked. Black is a common name. How was I supposed to know?

  “Can you believe this fellow plays football? My little brother.” Mark gently punches Raven in the arm.

  “So I’ve heard.” I glance back at Raven who winks at me. “It was nice to meet you, Raven, but I have to get to work.” I walk away in shock before the situation can get any weirder.

  I glance at the clock and notice that I am two hours into my shift. I sigh and start organizing all the paperwork that creepy Mark keeps dumping on me. I think he just wants a reason to stop by my desk all day long. Suddenly Raven’s voice comes from behind me. I jump and drop my paperclips everywhere.

  “So, Lexi, W
hat are the odds that you work for my brother? Amazing, wouldn’t you say?”

  I quickly look back at him and roll my eyes. I bend over in my chair and pick up my clips off the floor.

  “I thought you left already. Don’t you have somewhere important to be, Mr. Quarterback?”

  “Talking to you is at the top of my list right now.” He pauses. “So…What time?” he asks.

  “What time for what?” I spin around in my chair and grit my teeth in irritation.

  “Dinner. What time do I pick you up, sexy Lexi?” He smiles at me.

  “No. I don’t think so. I don’t do you’re type of thing.” I wave my hand in the air.

  “What type of thing do I do?” He steps further into my cubicle and starts touching stuff on my desk.

  “Jesus. Look. I am not sleeping with you. I know what type of girls you date, or I should rather say bang? I’m not like those women at all. More important you’re not the type of guy I would bring home to my mom. Let me make this simple for you. You’re just not my type. Okay?”

  “Wow. That was all pretty straightforward and honestly a little brutal. Well, if you change your mind I put my phone number in your purse last night. You may want to remove that stick from your ass before you call me though. Not everything you hear about me is true, Lexi.” He turned and walked out of my cubicle.

  How dare he? I stood up, crossed my arms and watched him exit the building. The entire floor was staring at me.

  “Do you and Raven Black have a thing going on?” Charlotte my co-worker says as she leans over her cubicle wall and ask. I narrow my eyes at her. She raises her eyebrows and makes a face before she sits back down.

  “Damn it.” I push my chair in and march down the aisle and out of the exit door. Raven is leaning against his black motorcycle like a model.

  “I don’t have a stick up my ass. I’m just cautious that’s all,” I spit out, no idea why I was telling him this or why I even left my desk.