Siren in Store (3 page)

“Got to be some Freudian symbolism
in there somewhere,” she smirked, swinging the door open to reveal
a sight that stilled her breath.

In recent days, her modest
storefront had become a place transformed, this thanks to a new
employee who took abundant pride in his work.

Every day he adorned the store with
a seaborne decoration; guests marveled at the sight of exotic
seashells in shades of pink, ivory and fuchsia, and at the vision
of shiny pearls retrieved from the depths of the sea.

The owner of the shop marveled for
her part at the attentiveness of Landon, her fresh hire and newest
friend. He did his duties without complaint and even asked for
additional work. He also had a refreshing habit of hanging on her
every word, buying and reading her books, and presenting her with
an array of ebullient rainbow-hued water lilies, picked from the
sea.

And today, she noted, even her shop
likened a nature made wonder. The floors of her modest storefront
shone with a freshened polish, and the windows that oversaw them
also gleamed like crystal in the light of the morning
sun.

Cast in the glory of these warming
rays was a being akin to an angel, a man whose bronzed skin and
golden hair shone even more luxurious in this ethereal
light.

Completing the package, she couldn’t
help but observe, was a downright sinful pair of blue jeans and a
white button down top; both of which showed off his tall muscled
body to glorious effect.

Even more amazing was the fact that
the hunky angel could read, and his book of choice was ‘Love on
High Seas’, a novel she’d written and published five years
ago.

She grinned in spite of herself as
the literate angel—one she also knew as Landon, her new
employee—devoured with wide azure eyes the content of her favorite
book. His aquiline gaze scanned the pages, seeming to treasure
every word.

“So, my good sir,” advancing across
the floor of her store with brisk confident steps, Beth greeted her
employee with a welcoming smile. “Think you can tear yourself away
from my book long enough to continue your already masterful task of
cleaning up this place? Or would you perhaps like to buy a copy
with your employee discount and take it home?”

Her smile broadened as Landon rose
to his feet and tossed her book to the ground, putting his hands to
better use by running them down her back as he drew her into his
arms.

“Yes, Madame, as a matter of fact I
do want to buy that amazingly sexy tome and take it home,” he
whispered against her lips, searing her with a gem blue gaze that
likened the sea itself. “Along with the brilliant, even sexier
woman who wrote it.”

Beth’s mouth fell agape at this
assertion, only to be seized seconds later in the depths of a
passionate kiss.

Landon’s full, soft lips covered and
massaged her own, easing her into a pleasurable trance as his
tongue invaded her mouth.

Her shock abated seconds later as
she joined the rhythm of his kiss, her own tongue entangling with
his as she sank against the surface of his massive
chest.

Wrapping her arms around his muscled
shoulders she leaned into his kiss, reveling in his citrus-tinged
scent and relishing the feel of his luxurious blond strands as they
brushed her own broad shoulders.

She didn’t relish the feeling
moments later, as he drew back to stare deep into her
eyes.

“I want more,” she hissed, her
hungry hands enclosing his muscled shoulders and pulling him closer
still.

These same hands rose to her lips
seconds later, to still their errant words.

“What am I saying?” she shook her
head, struggling to clear it of its horny haze. “I have a
boyfriend, one who also happens to be your other manager
…”

“And as far as I can see,” Landon
interrupted, rolling his eyes heavenward, “he reeks equally at both
jobs.”

Beth laughed in spite of herself,
laying a playful slap across his bulging chest.

“He can be a royal d-bag most of the
time,” she admitted, lips pursed. “Ah, but he’s my
d-bag.”

She paused, wincing at the
awkwardness of her own sentiment.

“Does that in any way qualify as a
romantic notion?” she pondered aloud.

She grinned in spite of herself as a
laughing Landon pulled her into his strong arms, swaying her back
and forth as he pressed his lips against her forehead.

“You are too precious,
Woman.”

He tightened his hold on her waist,
leaning forward to whisper in her ear:

“You could always have an affair,
you know. A fun, exhilarating little fling to take your mind off of
things. I could show you such pleasure, Bella. I’d do whatever you
want …”

Even as her heart pounded and pussy
gushed with the effects of his provocative words, Beth’s heated
body stiffened in the arms of her brazen seducer.

“This is madness,” she breathed,
more to herself than to Landon, “I barely know you.”

She took in her breath as he seized
her plump chin between two tender fingers, lifting her head until
their gazes locked.

“Oh I think you do,” he whispered,
searing her with a narrow-eyed gaze that made her clit throb from
want of him. “You knew me from the first moment you saw me—I could
see it in your eyes.”

She gasped as her tempter pulled her
flush against his tall muscular frame.

“I can sense your every desire, feel
your every need …”

She inhaled his crisp, citrus-tinged
scent as he fingered her cheeks, their tips soothing the telltale
flush that betrayed her desire.

“… I know your every fantasy when I
look into your eyes. And by God I vow to fulfill them.”

“Criminy, where did you come from?”
Eyes widening in wonder, Beth ran her curious fingers across the
stranger’s face, her touch tracing the lines of his carved
cheekbones and his full, sumptuous lips.

“I came from the waters of the deep
blue sea,” he whispered, cradling her in a sweet embrace as he
erased all distance between them.

“Well the waters of the deep blue
sea just lost out,” Beth hissed. “I’m keeping you.”

“I’m yours,” Landon growled in
return, swooping down to seize her lips in another passionate
kiss.

For just a moment, she allowed his
lips to ravish hers, his tongue to plunder her tender mouth as his
hands ran like the waves themselves down the length of her
back.

Then, with a heated sigh, she
stepped away from him, her body again stiffening as her mind raced
to justify her actions.

“I-I can’t do this,” she looked her
tempter straight in the eyes, shaking her head from side to side.
“I’m not myself when I’m with you.” She accentuated a deep,
sustaining breath with the squaring of her substantial shoulders.
“It’s probably just because I haven’t been feeling
well.”

She warmed in spite of herself as
Landon met her words with a concerned expression, one he’d never
seen grace the face of her longtime love interest.

“You did seem in pain yesterday when
I met you,” he acknowledged, raising his hand to her forehead and
flexing his fingers across her skin.

That was just what one would call
pained physical arousal, Beth trembled beneath his touch, just
managing the words:

“I suffer from migraine
headaches.”

Tsking his empathy, Landon drew her
to his side and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

“Well, you know my dear,” he
whispered in her ear, “there are two good cures for those. The
first is some good ol’ fashioned salty sea air.”

“And the second?” Beth did not
resist as her new employee lead her away from her job duties—and,
or so it felt, from any semblance of a normal life.

“Well as for the second,” Landon
purred, sending a cloying wink over his shoulder as he guided her
out the door. “It’s just as healing and substantially more fun than
the first … only it’s not quite as clean and
old-fashioned.”

Soon Beth found herself ensconced in
paradise, caught up in a tropical dream that soothed and succored
her senses.

A glance upward revealed a diamond
blue sky illuminated still further by the regal majesty of a pure
gold sun.

She looked down to behold a carpet
of ingrained bronze; one lined with a myriad of seashells in shades
of scarlet red, sunset mauve and of course the purest
ivory.

Before her she saw the spectacle of
a nature made wonder that expressed itself in rolling waves and
pure, sun sprinkled waters.

And the man who stood at the edge of
the beach? Well he seemed the very picture of tropical splendor.
His long silken hair shone a greater gold than even the sun itself,
and his laughing eyes held the tint of the sea.

Furthermore, he seemed intent on
showing her the other similarities that rendered him one with the
sea.

She watched enraptured as he
unbuttoned the front of his crisp white shirt; sliding it off one
shoulder at a time to reveal a massive golden chest, bulging
shoulders and washboard abs.

“I feel better already,” she
surmised, biting her lip as he closed all distance between
them.

“Close your eyes,” he whispered in
her ear, “and I’ll make you feel better still.”

His lover did as she was bidden, and
within seconds her senses were seized in a firestorm of
desire.

She felt his strong magical fingers
as they set to work on her temples, freeing her head from the pain
and tension that constantly held her captive.

Even better, she felt the heat of
his hard succulent body as it pressed itself shamelessly into
hers.

She sniffed the pure and salty sea
air as it did its part to cleanse her mind. Even better, she
inhaled the crisp citrus scent of the man who continued to rub and
knead her skin.

Just then she surrendered and did
nothing but feel.

Searing her lips with a hard, hot
kiss, Landon slid down her body with an impassioned growl,
groveling at her feet and teasing her toes with some animal
kisses.

He kissed and licked his way under
her skirt and up her legs, setting a fire that created a wetness at
the juncture of her thighs.

The same place where he now blew a
kiss that drove her over the edge.

“By the power of the sea,” he
whispered against her nether curls, “let the siren heal
you.”

“What the …” Beth frowned at this
mysterious sentiment—but when his lips made delicious contact with
the surface of her heaving clit—well that made a bit more
sense.

She let out a scream of unmitigated
ecstasy as he licked her folds, opening them to reveal a hidden
pearl that he kissed and suckled with intense passion.

The hands that had rubbed her
beleaguered head now unleashed their magic on her heaving thighs;
his lips, meanwhile, devoured her clit as her pussy gushed its
approval.

His tender ministrations, enhanced
still further by the flick of his tongue against the surface of her
sensitive skin, set a fire that spiraled upward through her belly
until her nipples flew erect; she moaned low and deep in her throat
as her world tilted on its axis.

As Landon continued to lick and kiss
her bulging feminine fruit, her eyes opened wide to take in a
glowing panorama of sun, sand and sea; she greeted the vision with
a banshee’s scream and the deepest orgasm she’d ever
experienced.

Doubling over to grasp and pull the
locks of his perfect golden hair, Beth reveled in the exquisite
feel of a full-bodied climax.

Emerging with a wicked smile from
beneath her billowing skirts, Landon held his arms open to his
quivering lover; a woman who regarded him with wide eyes as she
collapsed in his arms.

“Who are you?” Her voice low and
awed as he lowered her body to the sand beneath them. “Where did
you come from?”

She gasped as he covered her body
with his, staring deeply into her eyes as he pulled her closer to
him.

“Just think of me as a siren from
the sea,” he whispered, cupping her plump cheeks in two gentle
hands. “One sent to lure you from the shore, and away from the one
who hurts you. Let me tempt you away with my siren’s
call.”

Beth’s eyes flew wide as her siren
let loose with a low and wordless melody; a beautiful song that
became one with the air as his listener writhed beneath
him.

As she enjoyed the romantic melody
that fell soft upon her ears, she lifted her fingers to caress his
bulging chest and tickle the surface of his sculpted
abs.

Then, with a wicked smile, she
reached for the belt buckle that secured the waist of his sinful
tight blue jeans.

“Make me sing,” she urged, her
fingers venturing lower still to tease the base of his long hard
cock.

Surging in response to her intimate
touch, Landon’s cock stirred the threads of his snug fitting jeans;
with an impassioned growl, he grasped the edges of her ebony
sundress and pulled the garment down her shoulders, revealing two
heaving breasts he covered with his lips.