THE 18TH FLOOR

by Margie Church

  "I've had my eye on him since he came here, but I never had the nerve to ask him out. I didn't think he'd be interested, but this morning, he definitely proved me wrong.” Still smiling, she glanced at her watch. “I have to leave or I'll be late."

  Alexa hurried back to her desk to gather the armload of documents she needed. “I'll catch up with you at lunch.” She remembered Sebastian saying he would be eating her for lunch and wondered if he'd been serious. She hadn't put on her panties and her naked pussy clenched at the possibility of making love with him again in a few short hours.

  "I'll look for you.” Pia moved out of the doorway so Alexa could leave.

  "Or I'll catch up at the end of the day. Who knows how long this meeting could last.” She brushed past Pia and hustled to the elevator.

  The door was sliding shut when a large, dark skinned hand stopped the movement.

  Stepping into the elevator, Sebastian grinned. “Going my way?"

  "Hi—yeah—production meeting on fourteen.” She stepped aside to let him press his floor number.

  Instead, he stopped the car. His gaze roamed over her. “You didn't think I'd let you get out so easily, did you?"

  Alexa knew her eyes were smiling. “I didn't know what you had on your mind."

  "First and foremost, I hope you kept your promise."

  He backed her into the corner while running his hand up her thigh. When he reached her hip and found no panties blocking his fingers, he looked pleased. His lips were a fraction of an inch from hers.

  All thoughts of being late to the meeting flew from her head as his lips met hers.

  His tongue probed her mouth while his hands parted her legs. He discovered the damp heat between her thighs.

  "I want you so bad right now.” His breath fell in shallow huffs next to her ear.

  Every nerve in her body screamed for more of his touch. “I have to get to my meeting.” Her tone lacked conviction even to her own ears.

  "I want you to remember this.” His word barely ended when two of his fingers pressed deep into her. He covered her squeal of passion with his lips.

  By the time their kiss ended, her head spun. Warmth flooded her body, especially her core.

  He removed his fingers, pressed them between his lips, and sucked the juices. Reaching behind her, Sebastian released the stop button. With a slight jolt, the elevator resumed its descent.

  She gazed at his crotch, where an obvious bulge revealed his desire. “You are the biggest damn tease. I hope everyone sees your hard on when you get off the elevator."

  "You're covered in a pretty blush.” He raised his chin and inhaled. “I smell pussy, too."

  Her eyes flew open in embarrassment. “No!” She waved a notebook through the air, hoping to dissipate the scent. A second later, she saw his amused expression.

  The car stopped and the doors opened. His voice was soft as she walked out. “Enjoy your meeting.

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  CHAPTER TWO

  Alexa pushed her apartment door open with her shoulder. While juggling her takeout food, mail, briefcase, and keys, she walked to the kitchen. Street lamps shined into her living room through un-shuttered windows.

  After setting her belongings on the table, Alexa flipped the light switch. She squinted in the bright light for a few seconds before beginning her evening ritual. She peeled opened the chop sticks wrapper and leaned against the counter while eating lemon chicken. Glancing at the clock between bites, she groaned. Nine forty-five? They don't pay me enough to put in these kinds of hours. “I need to get a life."

  Her appetite waned and she put the leftovers in the refrigerator next to the four identical white cartons that kept the light bulb company.

  A buzzing came from her purse. Retrieving her cell phone, she frowned while wondering who could be calling so late.

  "Hello?"

  "You're finally there!"

  "Who is this?"

  Warm laughter filled the connection. “It's Sebastian."

  "I'm sorry! Only your number came up on caller ID."

  "I've called you a half dozen times since five o'clock. I was getting worried."

  His concern perked up her spirits. “I put the thing on vibrate in my purse. I don't get many calls so I didn't even check."

  "I was starting to think you'd changed your mind and didn't want to hear from me."

  "No! Not at all. I can't wait until Saturday. Actually I was really disappointed to miss lunch today, but the kickoff went until almost three. I didn't have a reason to come snooping around for you."

  "Sure you do.” He gave another easy laugh. “But I can appreciate wanting to keep our friendship private for a while."

  An image popped into her head making Alexa chuckle.

  "What's so funny?"

  Still smiling, she sat on a kitchen chair. “I was thinking how public our friendship would have become if somebody had turned on the conference room lights this morning. That would have gotten tongues wagging."

  "True, and probably a lot more than tongues."

  "Like I could lose my job.” Alexa's mouth turned to dust at the very thought. Her grad school loan payments chewed up a huge part of her paycheck. Getting fired over shenanigans like this morning's would mean having to get a roommate or moving back to Mesa with her parents. No matter how hot the sex had been, she'd have kicked herself until her leg fell off if something like that happened.

  "I'd have taken the heat for it. Anyway, there was no harm done, and I thought our risky encounter was extremely hot."

  Heat filled her face. “I can't tell you how many times I've fantasized about getting laid on that table. My upstairs neighbors—well, I swear they have sex only in the kitchen."

  His mellow laughter made her smile.

  "Must be hard to eat dinner with that going on above you."

  "Eat, sleep, watch TV—they're going at it constantly.” Alexa walked into her bedroom and kicked off her shoes. “I'm surprised they're quiet tonight. Maybe last night will hold them for a while. Anyway, enough about my horny neighbors. What are we going to do on Saturday?"

  "After we get out of bed or before?"

  "You know how to make a girl blush, Sebastian."

  "Sebi, please."

  "Sebi."

  "The weather is supposed to be fantastic. I'd love to take you on my boat. We can cruise Rockford Lake, go swimming—I'll bring a picnic lunch. How does that sound?"

  "Awesome. It's been ages since I went boating, and I'd love to get outside for a change. All I seem to do is work.” Alexa held the phone to her ear with her shoulder while she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it.

  "Pack your skimpiest bikini and suntan lotion. I'll take care of everything else."

  "Skimpy bikini? Are you wearing a Speedo or a pair of those oversized pants that hang to your knees?"

  "I might not wear anything at all. The folks on Rockford are pretty liberal. It's pretty common to see topless women during the day and a lot of other interesting things once the sun goes down."

  She sat on the edge of her bed, wiggling her toes and wondering if she'd have the nerve to go topless. “What are you doing right now?"

  "Lying in bed wishing you hadn't missed our lunch date."

  "Ruth is such a bitch. You'd think that satellite was her idea. She hasn't gotten the memo on teamwork."

  "No I in team?"

  "Right.” Not wanting to wreck their pleasant conversation, she changed the subject. “Since you're in bed, does that mean you're horny?"

  "Very."

  His soft groan made her smile. She unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. The silk garment sailed across the floor and landed on top of her skirt to wait for Saturday's trip to the drycleaners. “Are you naked?"

  "No."

  She had no idea what possessed her to start this conversation, but picturing Sebi stretched out, naked in bed stirred her imagination. “Do it."

  Fabric rustling and the phone jostling sounded like he wa
s getting undressed. “I'm back. And naked. Now what?"

  "Are you hard?"

  "Close."

  Wearing only her bra, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She unclasped the rose-colored garment and slid it off. “I'm naked, too. Stand in front of a mirror ... a full-length mirror if you have one. Tell me what you see."

  He cleared his throat and drew a long breath. “Strength. I have a sexy body with lots of great muscle tone. When I hold you, you'll feel my strength and power. You can see my stomach muscles ripple when I'm on top of you, between your legs."

  The comment made Alexa's pussy throb even more. “Put some lube on your hand. I want you to stroke your beautiful cock."

  While she waited, Alexa went to her armoire and got out her favorite dildo. There's no reason he should have all the fun. She slid the seven inch toy from its silk case and licked the tip, anticipating the full feeling of it inside her.

  His soft moan got her attention. “You're hard now?"

  "Yeah, very"

  "Tell me how it feels to watch yourself stroke your dick. Lift it up, show me your balls."

  "Tension ... heat pooling in my balls ... my stomach and thigh muscles are tight, like I'm getting ready to jump. I want some pussy.” His breath hissed. “I want yours."

  Goose bumps pebbled her flesh. Alexa opened a bottle of lube and spread some over her dildo. The light pink toy glistened in her palm. “I'm holding my favorite dildo. It's all ready to slide in."

  "Are you standing in front of a mirror, too?"

  "Yes. I'm leaning forward, spreading my legs. The tip feels cool. I'm so hot. So wet. I probably don't even need any lube."

  "I wish I was there. My cock is pounding in my hand while I'm stroking it."

  "Fast or slow?"

  "Slow and easy right now. Work that dildo slow and easy in your pussy, too."

  A sigh left her lips.

  "What was that?"

  "My dildo ... all the way in. Feels so good, but I wish it was your cock.” She nibbled her lip while she worked the toy inside her walls. The eyes staring back at her in the mirror were dark pools. Red stained her cheeks. She'd never played this game before and couldn't believe the way it aroused her.

  Sebi continued their erotic phone conversation. “I can feel my cock sliding deep into your pink slit until my balls rest snugly against your asshole. Baby, do you like your ass fucked? Have you ever?"

  Her eyes closed as she envisioned his hard body beneath her, his dick stretching her sphincter. “Yes, I like it. Maybe you can fuck my ass and I can put a dildo in my pussy. That would rock."

  "Bring your favorites on Saturday. I'll make your fantasy come true.” Another low moan left his throat. “Spank your clit."

  Shock waves of pleasure made her walls tense around the toy. “Makes me so wet. Stroke your balls. I want to hear you come. I'm imagining you're standing behind me. Your hips are slapping against mine as you pump into my wet slit. It hurts and it feels so good. I'm gripping you so tight with my pussy. You can hardly move. I'm getting close."

  "I'm covered in your juices and it feels fucking amazing. You're so hot inside. Your little pulses around my dick start. You're getting ready for your big orgasm. I want you on your back so I can come all over your breasts."

  More than happy to play along with his fantasy, Alexa got comfortable on the bed. She reinserted the dildo. “I'm lying down like you wanted."

  "Spread your legs wider."

  Her eyes clenched shut, she complied. “Shove that cock deep inside me. I bet your balls are so tight in their sack. The look on your face says you can't hold on much longer.” She stroked the toy in and out faster, hitting her G spot. Her body became so rigid she couldn't move the sex toy smoothly. Her body ached for release. “I'm so close. Pull out your cock and come all over me. I want to rub your hot cum on my skin.” Her words came from the fantasy part of her brain she'd been living in far too long.

  Without missing a beat, Sebastian played right into her desires. “Baby, it's right there. I'm kneeling over you, stroking so fast. Hard.” Deep groans punctuated his words. “Fuck yeah. That's it, here it comes."

  She rubbed her clitoris while working the dildo. The force of her orgasm yanked her breath from her body, leaving behind a strangled gasp. Her body twitched with pleasure. Released from her pent up sexual frustration, Alexa lay there, awash in bliss until her pussy stopped throbbing so hard.

  When the fog cleared in her head, she found her voice. “Sounds like you enjoyed yourself, too. Are you still standing?"

  "I'm on my knees. That was hot. I've never done that before.” Deep breaths intermingled with his words. “Phone sex or watching yourself."

  "Both. I loved it. I never come this hard when I jerk off alone."

  She rolled onto her side and drew the covers over her hips. “I don't know what got into me, except you. There's something about you that tears down my inhibitions."

  "I'm soaked, that's for sure."

  She couldn't resist one last comment. “Let me lick the cum dripping off your dick."

  "Oh, baby, Saturday can't get here too soon.” His words sounded like an ache that needed soothing.

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  CHAPTER THREE

  On Saturday morning, Alexa wasn't sure what to expect for their outing. A neat stack of extra clothes and toiletries sat next to her overnight bag on the bed while she scurried around looking for her bikini. Even though summer was half over, swimming or sunbathing didn't fit into her social calendar. Or should I say work day? While zipping her suitcase closed, her cell rang. Her stomach fluttered with anticipation when she saw Sebastian's name.

  She slid her thumb along the phone to answer the call. “Good morning."

  "Are you ready?” He sounded full of happy expectation.

  "I am."

  "Do you want me to come up first?"

  Looking around, she winced. The apartment wasn't messy, but didn't qualify for good-enough-for-company either. “I'll be down in a sec."

  "I'm driving the Mustang convertible."

  Yes! “Just give me a couple minutes and I'll be right out.” She hung up the phone, excitement coursing through her. Alexa didn't know a lot about Sebastian's background, but judging from his clothes and manners, she suspected he enjoyed privilege. The fact that he owned a convertible, on top of a boat, was icing on the cake. She grinned. Spending some time on the water, and getting pampered by a hot guy, would be just the ticket to enjoying life a little more.

  Alexa hurried into the bedroom to grab her overnight bag. Slinging it over her shoulder, she reached for her purse and keys. She couldn't remember the last time she'd looked forward to a date so much. Maybe the long drought is over, Alexa? Maybe you've found somebody worth spending your time with. Finally. She was still smiling when she locked the apartment door behind her.

  Sebi leaned against the side of his car, waiting for her. Smiling, he took her bag and in one fell swoop, drew her into a sweet kiss.

  The idea her nosy neighbors might be watching, wondering who she was kissing, made the situation more provocative. She held him tighter, prolonging the kiss, enjoying his firm body against hers.

  His eyes were glassy with lust afterward and he raised a curious eyebrow. “That was one sexy hello. You sure you don't want to go back inside for awhile first?"

  She noticed the obvious bulge in his khaki shorts. An innocent smile raised her lips. “I was hoping my horny neighbors upstairs would see us. That kiss was nothing compared to what I've imagined them doing, not to mention heard."

  Sebastian ran his hand down the curve of her hip, cupping her buttock. “Well, if it's a bit of exhibitionism you're interested in, you'll enjoy Rockford Lake.” After nuzzling her cheek, he opened her door. “The weather is perfect today. I'm sure we'll have a fantastic time."

  Sebi drove to the marina and used his electronic key to open the black, wrought iron gate.

  Anticipation filled her. She glanced around wondering wh
ich boat was his. When he parked in his reserved spot in front of slip twenty-one, her jaw hung slack. “This is your boat?” she asked, wide-eyed with envy.

  "Like her?” Sebastian smiled, appearing amused with her lack of aplomb. He unbuckled his seatbelt and came around to open her door. “Her name is Deepest Pleasure."

  The thirty-eight foot motor yacht bobbed against its moorings. Water gurgled and splashed as the boat moved next to the docks. The customary flock of seagulls squealed as if to say, “Goodie, takeout has arrived."

  Alexa had never been on a boat this size before. The captain's flybridge looked like the perfect vantage point on open water. She wished some of her friends were around to see her leaving with Sebi aboard the sleek craft.

  Sebastian's soft voice interrupted her musings. “What? I'm sorry I didn't hear you.” Her face burned with embarrassment from being caught daydreaming.

  "Do you want to come aboard?"

  Nodding, she accepted his hand. He led her through the salon and below deck to the master stateroom. “You can leave your bag here. The head is there.” He pointed to a closed, wooden door.

  "Head?"

  "Bathroom."

  "Oh.” Awkwardness paid her another visit.

  "Don't be embarrassed. Unless you hang around boats, there's no reason to remember these terms."

  She looked around. Rich, cherry wood paneling covered the walls. The bedspread accentuated the color with gold, green, cream, chocolate, and burgundy.

  "Do you like what you see?"

  "It's beautiful. I imagine it would be easy to sleep on the boat. The wave action would rock you to sleep."

  His beautiful smile captivated her. “Any other night, I'd agree. But not tonight.” He bent to kiss her. “I don't plan to waste a night in your arms sleeping.” His lips felt cool against hers, providing a notable contrast from the building heat between her thighs. Her fingers moved with a will of their own to his muscled ass, snuggling his hips tighter against hers. The firmness of his erection proved he felt the same way. By the time their kiss ended, Alexa had one thought and it had a lot to do the boat's name.

  He ran his thumb across her cheekbone. “You're even more beautiful when you're turned on."