THE 18TH FLOOR

by Margie Church

  She barely heard Rex's victorious shouts when he reached orgasm. The heat of their afterglow seared her senses. Ablaze with lust, her mind was clouded from reasonable thought. She waited for Sebastian to tell her when her agony would end.

  His strong hands wrapped around her waist in a comforting gesture.

  Feeling his stiff cock slide between her thighs, she spread her legs a little to give him access.

  His fingers glided across her breasts, not hovering in any spot for more than a second. His hand came to a rest on her mound. Three of his fingers straddled the width of her wild desire and moved in a circular motion.

  His touch sent her body into spasms. “Sebastian!” She gritted her teeth before continuing. “I can't ... I need you to end this agony. You promised. I obeyed."

  "You've done well and I'm proud of you."

  His words were tender balm on her irritated spirit. She bent at the waist. “Make love to me. Now. I've done what you asked. You've played with my body, my emotions. Now give me what I need."

  His lips grazed her shoulder. He shifted his weight behind her. His hand brushed her ass.

  Alexa held her breath, and didn't dare move, lest he change his mind. “Do it,” her brain chanted with increasing intensity.

  The head of his penis pressing against her opening made her sob in relief. She braced against the deck railing and held on for dear life. Her ravaged senses had sapped the strength from her legs.

  Sebi rested his hand on her right shoulder. “I'm so proud of you. I promised this experience would be unlike any other."

  His cock slid deep inside, her silky wetness more than ample lubricant for his girth.

  When his balls rested against her inflamed flesh, Alexa's eyes flew open. Her body re-energized from desolate longing to sexual frenzy. Nerve synapses fired making her body strum with pleasure. Ambient sounds returned to her consciousness. All eyes were on her and Sebastian. It's real. It's really happening. An excited whimper left her lips.

  "Do I have permission to come, because it's not going to take much."

  "Yes, you do.” Three hard thrusts were timed to each word.

  Her pussy convulsed around his shaft, relieving some of the monstrous sexual tension that had been escalating all evening.

  His soft laughter floated into her ears and he kept moving inside her. Already tested to her limit, she worried her legs wouldn't hold her yet she was nowhere near ready to call it a night.

  "Let's sit down.” She gasped for air and sanity.

  Without releasing his dick from its sweet resting place inside her, Sebastian stepped back and pulled her into a sitting position on his lap.

  He tapped her calves. “Position your legs outside mine. It'll feel so much better for both of us.” After she got situated, he leaned back in the chair. “Look around.” His words were meant only for her ears.

  The couples on the other boats waited, silent and respectful, as though a catcall or woot would break the spell Sebi had worked to create with her.

  Their wide-eyed anticipation flipped a switch inside Alexa's head. She'd had fantastic orgasms a hundred times from exhibitionist fantasies. Sebastian was making this one come true. Thrilling barely described the emotion.

  Squeezing her eyes closed, she drew a shaky breath and imagined what everyone else was seeing. In her mind's eye, she watched herself rocking on Sebastian's rock hard length. His mocha-colored shaft stretched her, opened her. Oh, he felt like a hot, pulsing beast inside her. Her fingers grazed her stomach on the way to her sensitive breasts. Tweaking her raised nubs sent a gush of new moisture around Sebi's dick.

  Alexa never felt more decadent. She rolled her hips faster, driving his penis into the perfect spot to send her into an even harder orgasm.

  "Feeling good, babe?” His voice sounded distant, rough.

  "Mmm. Do you think everyone is enjoying the show?"

  "You know they are. You enjoyed watching them.” His voice remained husky and intimate. “Show them how hot you are. Spank your naughty clit."

  Alexa locked eyes with one of the other party-goers while sucking three fingers. After, she moved them through the valley between her breasts, brushed her navel, and dipped lower to tease her hyper-extended clit.

  "Alexa.” His voice brought her back.

  She took Sebi's hand from her hip and pressed it against her raised flesh. “You do it. I like the way it feels when you slap it."

  A series of stinging slaps landed on her clit. Alexa yelled out, pain and pleasure intermingled. More blood rushed to her already engorged pussy. There was no turning back. She rode Sebi's dick like their bodies were electrically connected.

  He firmed his hips to add to the pressure on each downward bounce.

  "Oh, my fucking hell, this is ... so...” She gasped for breaths, punctuated by high-pitched syllables her brain insisted she shout.

  Sebastian slapped her thigh—hard. “Let me up. Let's change positions."

  Anger whiplashed Alexa. She was on the precipice of coming again.

  "Do you want to stop?” His tone brooked no argument.

  She slid off his cock and instantly felt bereft.

  "Get on your hands and knees."

  Sebastian positioned her so everyone would get a clear view of his cock drilling into her. The very thought made her pussy weep even more. She raised her ass, a silent plea for him to hurry-the-hell-up though she didn't say the words that could send her off in solitude for a lonely night—or longer.

  She glanced over her shoulder wondering what was taking so long. Sebi was putting on a condom. In her sexual frenzy, the idea hadn't even occurred to her. Still, he could move a little faster.

  "Come on babe, I need you now.” She tempered her tone to avoid the possibility Sebastian would interpret it as a demand.

  Swatting her ass, he smiled. “That's what I like to hear."

  There wasn't any preamble. He pressed his shaft in, stretching her walls until his balls rested against her clit.

  Alexa gasped when her powerful spasms gripped and released his cock, proving he was doing everything right.

  Sebastian stroked her back, resting, savoring the orgasm with her. Then he withdrew. “Ready?"

  "Y—"

  He plunged in again. Hard. Fast strokes, of varying depths, gnawed at her self-control. A guttural moan left her throat. Flames licked her libido.

  "Don't stop. I love being fucked hard.” She matched his rhythm as best she could.

  Someone from one of the other boats called out. “Sebi, you lucky bastard. Make your good Sub come."

  She looked over her shoulder at Sebastian. His eyes were closed, as though lost in deep thought. A sheen of perspiration covered his face. His tight body rippled with power. A pungent scent tickled her nose. Sweat and sex. Perfect.

  The sting of his hand hitting her thigh made her pause. Had she missed something he'd said?

  His eyes aren't even open. He must have done it out of habit. She bucked him harder, making his breath leave his body with a grunt.

  He opened his eyes, focusing on her. “I can't wait any longer."

  "What do you want?"

  Sebastian reached for a bottle of lube. “I want to fuck your ass. Are you okay with that?"

  "I didn't want to ask. I didn't know if I should. Yes, yes, that would be the perfect way to end this."

  She looked around the other boats while he prepared her. Cool lubricant drizzled on her star-shaped target. She bit her knuckle, while anxious emotions soared through her.

  His finger penetrated her. “Feel okay? You've been through a lot tonight."

  She nodded. “More."

  He squirted more lube and a second finger made its way inside her, opening her, preparing for his cock. The burn was sublime. Relaxing, she waited for the stinging to pass.

  "I'm ready, Sebi. Please, do it."

  Bathed in lubricant, his tip pressed against her sphincter. The sensitive nerve endings delivered a dull, wonderful ache in her ass.


  "Oh, fuck, you feel amazing."

  His approving tone sent a thrill of pleasure through her. She wanted to please him so much. “Go deep. Make me yours."

  Bracing his hands on her hips, Sebi did what she asked. She reached backward, pressing on his washboard stomach. “Easy. You're so big. More lube."

  "You're sure? I don't want to hurt you, but I do want you. So much, Alexa."

  "I'm sure."

  He slathered her opening with the cool gel and then positioned himself again. This time he had no trouble. Her body gripped him, pulsed around him, making room for his cock. And when Sebastian started stroking, her breath left her body as though tackled by a fullback. She looked at him. Ecstasy was written all over Sebi's face. It thrilled Alexa to know she'd put that expression there.

  "Come on, take my naughty ass. It's yours. Give me that cock."

  A shout of approval came from Rex. “You heard your Sub. Give it to her, Sebi! Maybe I should come over and join you."

  Sebastian's rich laughter filled the night air. “Another time, perhaps. Tonight she belongs only to me."

  Alexa smiled at the idea of the two Dominants sparing over her. She catalogued the offer for a future conversation.

  Sebi's fingertips dug into her hips. Monosyllabic words came with increasing speed and volume.

  "That's it, do it. I was made for you. Come in my ass, Sebastian.” She rotated her hips, caressing his cock with her tightness.

  Soft huffs came from her lover. His thrusts slowed. “Come all over my ass. Give me your cum."

  A second later, he pulled out. Alexa turned around as fast as she could while he slipped off the condom and fisted his cock. She tugged his balls with firm pressure, and waited for his hot sperm to land on her breasts.

  Sebastian's body stilled. His torso became a mass of tight muscle a rock climber could have used for hand and foot-holds. His dark eyes opened, connecting their gazes and he seemed to look right into her soul. “That's it.” He grunted out the words. “I'm coming all over your beautiful tits. Ahh!” His eyes seemed to roll in his head as the white spurts left his swollen, purple tip. Alexa waited until he finished. A smile grew on his beautiful lips as he watched her wipe the streaks with her fingers and suck them clean.

  Afterward, Sebi offered his hand to help her up. “You were magnificent. Are you okay?” He pulled her into his arms. “I wasn't too rough was I?"

  She pressed a finger to his lips. “It was fantastic.” Gesturing to all the witnesses, couldn't believe what she'd done in front of them. “All of this was beyond my greatest fantasies."

  While cupping her bottom, he kissed her.

  "You won't be sleeping alone tonight."

  "I'm ready to go inside. I'd like to clean up and relax with you. Alone."

  "Absolutely.” Waving to the rest of the crowd, he called out in a happy tone. “Goodnight everyone."

  "So soon?” Parker wanted to know.

  "We don't want to spoil you.” Sebi took Alexa's hand and led her below.

  He showed her how to operate the shower and then gave her some privacy. In the guest bathroom, Sebastian took care of his own needs. He marveled at what a sexual woman she was. Revealing his true nature was a risk he had to take. There are lessons to be learned, but she was glorious. He hoped she'd be open to learning them. More and more, Alexa was shaping up to be a perfect match for him. The idea made him smile.

  "Sebastian?"

  Her soft summons interrupted his romantic musings. “I'll be right there. Make yourself comfortable."

  Tonight they'd spend their first night together. It felt so right. He walked to the galley to retrieve fresh glasses and a bottle of red wine. When he returned to the master stateroom a few minutes later, he discovered Alexa snuggled under the sheet, sound asleep.

  His heart thudded in an unfamiliar manner. A strong urge rushed through him to hold and protect her. He set the glasses and wine down and left to secure the boat for the night.

  The voices of his friends on the neighboring boats carried in the calm summer air. They would party until the night was shot to hell. Many times Sebastian and his dates would do that, too. Not tonight. The knowledge never made him happier. He waved to a few who called out to him, then locked up the boat.

  Back downstairs, Alexa hadn't moved. He slid out of his pajama pants and lifted the sheet.

  Her eyelids fluttered open. “Sorry, I must have...” Sleep gobbled up the remainder of the sentence.

  He coaxed her into his arms and kissed her cheek. “Sleep well.” Sebastian had spent the night with a good number of women, but none had left him feeling this way. Content to be exactly where he was, he closed his eyes and drifted asleep.

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  CHAPTER SIX

  Two weeks later, Alexa sat at in her office, staring at her computer screen. The morning had dragged while she waited for her lunch date with Sebastian. After their amazing boat trip, they'd spent almost every night together. Being with Sebi brought balance in her life. There were aspects of his identity as a dominant that Alexa didn't understand yet, but she was willing to try. And she had to admit the lessons were hot. Sebi was a patient and capable teacher, and he had a varied sexual appetite. No fantasy of Alexa's was out of bounds.

  She'd never felt so free.

  Some of her favorite new experiences were with sensory deprivation. Goose bumps pebbled her skin as she remembered being blindfolded and feeling the pinwheel moving across her buttocks while Sebi massaged her low back. The combination of prickles on her skin and his warm hand in that spot had driven her wild. Becoming aroused, she shifted in her chair. She'd begged him to make her come, which only prolonged the wait. She could scarcely breathe by the time he'd relented. She'd exploded the instant his lips cupped her pussy. Crying and laughing at the same time, she'd writhed against his face taking everything his clever tongue would deliver. And he'd fucked her senseless afterward.

  A special present to celebrate their one-month anniversary lay hidden in her purse. After doing some research, she decided on a teardrop-shaped cock ring for Sebastian. She couldn't wait to see how sexy he'd look wearing it and find out if it felt as good as the claims stated.

  "Alexa?"

  Oh fuck. She cleared her throat and looked up at her supervisor, Ruth. “Ye ... yes? What can I do for you?"

  "Cancel your lunch plans. We're having a Skype conference with Stimms. They have the test results we've been waiting for."

  A hundred epithets ran through Alexa's mind. There was no way to get out of the meeting. She glanced at her watch, noting the workday was nearly over in Belgium. “Fifteenth floor?"

  "Yes, and we're having lunch catered. Be there at eleven-thirty. We'll get our data ready and Stimms will call in at twelve-fifteen."

  "Okay."

  In an uncharacteristic gesture of kindness, Ruth gave a brief, half-smile. “I'm sorry if this meeting spoiled your lunch plans."

  Alexa opted for the team player response. “Can't be helped. I'll be there.” She smiled in return.

  After Ruth closed the door, Alexa slumped in her chair. “Ah, shit.” Letting her breath out in a huff, she dialed Sebi's extension.

  He answered on the second ring. “Hi, I'm sure looking forward to lunch today."

  She hated deflating his enthusiasm. “I'm sorry, but I have to cancel. Ruth just stopped in. Stimms is conferencing with us over lunch. They finally have the test data we've been waiting for on the electronics."

  "Damn. I have spectacular plans for you and me.” Disappointment was evident in his voice.

  "I had plans too. How about dinner tonight?"

  "It'll have to be a late dinner. I have a new colleague arriving today so I have to train her."

  Alexa groaned. “How late? I have a six forty-five tomorrow morning with the metallurgy lab. Those guys are the worst."

  "Brutal, I'd say.” He released a short breath. “I'm not really sure when we'll wrap up. I'll call you the second I'm free, okay?"


  Resting her cheek on the heel of her hand, Alexa groaned. “Do I have a choice?"

  A little after eight that evening, Alexa pushed open her apartment door. Her cell phone rang in her purse. Chinese takeout in one hand, briefcase in the other, she hurried through her living room to set something on the kitchen table and answer the call. Too late.

  Sebastian's number registered and she pressed redial.

  "Hi, Alexa, I just left you a message."

  She shrugged out of her coat and went to hang it up. “Hey, sorry I missed you. I was coming in the door with my hands full and couldn't reach the phone in time."

  "Do you want to get together?"

  "I stopped to get dinner on my way home. The meeting with Stimms lasted a couple hours. Then there was the usual dissecting of the information ... yada, yada, yada. It was after four by the time we got our new assignments and broke up. My brain is mush and I have the early meeting in the labs tomorrow."

  A soft chuckle stroked her ear. “I guess that's a no?"

  "I'm sorry. I don't know if I'd even be awake in an hour."

  "I understand. I'll miss you tonight."

  He always says the right thing. Surprisingly, her nights with him were serene. Waking up in his arms was the most natural feeling for Alexa. Usually she tossed and turned if she spent the night with a lover. “I'm starting to get really used to not sleeping alone. You're spoiling me."

  "That's my intent."

  A smile was evident in his voice and she almost recanted. “Maybe we can leave early tomorrow afternoon—like at 5:00 and make up for today."

  "Let's shoot for that. Stop by and say good morning after your meeting."

  "I will. Goodnight.” Smiling, she hung up. Sebi's eagerness to be near her as often as possible made her very happy. He'd already earned a special place in her heart. When she thought about their deepening relationship, she felt its strength and imagined a future full of good things and lots of possibilities.

  After her lab meeting the next morning, Alexa walked the long hallway to Sebi's office. Located in a less-populated area of the building, voices carried, and she could hear him talking with a woman long before she arrived at his doorstop. She slowed her pace, listening to their conversation.