by Lilah
“Lorna…”His voice was low and husky, laden with desire.
“Ummm, humm?”
Fire blazed in blue eyes that were suddenly much darker than normal. God how she missed looking into those eyes. He shuddered when she palmed his cock through his pants, unzipped the jeans and placed her hand around him. The fact that he wasn’t wearing underwear thrilled her.
Lying down with her on the bed, Travis kissed her while slipping his hand beneath her shirt. Her breath caught in her throat and she moaned against his lips when he rolled her nipple between his forefinger and thumb.
The appreciation in his eyes sent hot fire snaking through her. His hands cupped her breasts and warmth rushed between her legs, dampening her panties. He licked an erect nipple, massaging and teasing, then released it to capture the other one. Lorna arched her back affording him better access. Her heart filled with joy while her body hungered for more. He brought her to such incredible heights. She ran her fingers through his thick hair, holding him close to her heart.
Travis buried his head between her breasts before kissing his way to her rosy nipples, puckered and tight, and then down her abdomen to her belly button. Her skin singed where he touched her, scorching a path to her pussy. She clung to him, her body burning with need.
“I want you naked,” Travis stood, taking her with him, and then dragged the down filled cushion to the floor. From past experience he knew the bed’s footboard would only get in the way. When he faced her again, Lorna had shed all of her clothes. He stared at her in appreciation. “You’re so beautiful.” He opened his arms and she stepped into his embrace.
Her heart palpitated in expectation as he scooped her up and laid her down on the make-shift bed. He took off his jeans and lay down with her.
Lorna rolled him onto his back and sat on top of him. She rubbed her pussy against him, and then slid down his length to take his cock into her mouth. The salty taste of him exploded against her tongue. Travis gasped and his body tensed. She loved to taste him like this, to offer him the same pleasure he’d given her. She sucked harder, drawing him in and out of her mouth. As he held onto her hair, his breathing became more labored. She knew he was close to coming when his grip tightened.
“Lorna,” he growled, dragging her name out in a slow deep tone.
She circled the crown of his cock with her tongue. Without warning, he pulled from her and she whimpered. Strong hands lifted her and he covered her protests with firm lips.
His tongue curled around hers in a frenzied dance. Knowing she’d brought him to this level of urgency, that he wanted her so much, heightened her arousal and filled her heart with joy. Her heart raced as he laid her back on the cushion.
She belonged to him.
“I want to see your face when you come.” Travis knew all of her most sensitive spots. He lifted her legs to his shoulders and traced his tongue in the bend of her knee. She lifted her hips so he squeezed her buttocks. “You have the tightest ass.”
She squirmed when his finger slipped between her cheeks and massaged her anus.
“Travis…” Her body was overcome with need. She wanted his cock inside her.
“You’re so hot for me.” he said, slipping two fingers inside her wet pussy, still rubbing her anus with his other hand. She gasped and bucked under him
Her half-hooded eyelids couldn’t mask the urgency of her desire. He kissed along her inner thigh, getting closer to the sweet nectar that drove him insane. He wanted to feel her come against his mouth. He lowered her legs back to the cushion and then splayed her outer lips. He traced around her clit with his tongue, not touching the sensitive pearl. Lorna arched against his touch. He covered her clit with his mouth, sucked and then pulled away. She moaned so he teased her with a long lick, laving her pussy from bottom to top, sucking her clit again then releasing it until her legs started to tremble.
“Sweet, sweet, Lorna,” he breathed against her flesh.
He quickened his rhythm, flicking his tongue over her heated flesh, a hot burning need overtaking his intent to tease. He plunged the length of his tongue into her, fucking her and lapping up her juices with each stroke. Lorna writhed beneath him. Her breathing grew ragged and her body tensed. The small nub swelled, exposing the most sensitive part of her clit. He envisioned how her muscles would tense around his cock and thrust his fingers inside her.
The walls of her pussy clenched, tightening around his fingers. He moved them in and out until they were slick with her sweet juices. He glanced up at her. Dark hair, dampened with sweat, framed her face. Her eyes were closed and she moved her head from side to side. He loved the way she tugged her bottom lip with her teeth and the look that always shuttered her eyes when she came. He wanted to see that look now, needed to feel her undulating against his mouth in ecstasy. He lowered his head to take her over the edge.
Lorna gripped the cushion with both hands as her body tensed. The pressure of Travis’s tongue and the movement of his long fingers stroking the walls of her pussy were so intense she could think of nothing but the tension building within her. She quivered under his expert touch as she climbed higher toward release. She allowed the sensations to consume her until the explosion burst her world into a million tiny stars dancing across her closed lids. Her body quaked with each pulse of her pussy. She reached for Travis, winding her fingers into his hair when an overwhelming sensitivity made her pull him up her body. She reached between them and wrapped her fingers around his engorged cock, guiding him to her opening. “I want to feel you inside me.”
“I’ve given you slow and sexy. Are you ready for hot and wild? I want to feel your muscles gripping my cock, pulling me deeper inside your warmth.”
“You make me burn when you talk to me like that. I’m ready for anything you want to give me. You’re such a wonderful lover.”
Travis eased into her, his cock scraped against the walls of her pussy, heightening the sensations of the orgasm still pulsing within her. Lorna rolled her hips.
“Damn, you’re tight.” He placed his hands on either side of her head, his breathing quickened. “So hot… so wet…”
She locked her arms around his neck and pulled him down into a deep kiss. He thrust into her, increasing the tempo until the familiar sound of his balls smacking her ass echoed around them.
“I want to ride you, Travis.”
He slid his arm beneath her and holding her close he rolled onto his back, taking her with him. Lorna pressed her hips against his, driving his cock further inside her. He groaned and closed his eyes when she started riding him, rotating her hips to the side as she slid up and down his length. She clamped the walls of her pussy tighter, rising higher toward another orgasm.
Her movements pulled the cum further down his cock. He dug his fingers into her hips as the sensations built. Lifting his buttocks from the cushion he slammed into her with a powerful thrust.
“You feel so good…” His breath came in short bursts as his body spasmed as he found release deep inside her pussy.
She arched her back and pressed against him. Lightning streaks shot to her clit and turned into spasms in the wake of his orgasm, taking her breath away. Her pussy clamped around his cock as she came. She gripped him tighter, pressing against him.
“Baby, you feel so good. I can’t get enough of you.” He held her close to him, burying his head in her neck. “I’ve dreamt about you every day since last Halloween.”
Lorna smiled, rolled off of him and snuggled in the crook of his arm but not before he saw the disappointment in her eyes. He hated when she was sad and yet he knew he’d see that look of regret at least one more time today.
It was inevitable.
Time was not on their side.
Instead, it was an evil villain seeking to capture and confine them in its grasp, ripping them apart for another year. There had to be some way to change their destiny. They just had to figure it out. He drew her into his arms, hating they would have to leave this sanctuary all too soon.
Chapter T
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The House of Terror was located only three blocks from the ocean. As she walked with Travis through the old fashioned town she could smell the salt in the slight breeze blowing in from the East. They were only a block away from the ocean now and she could hear the waves crashing onto the shore.
These were the things she missed about being alive. The calming presence of the ocean, the gentle breeze that always seemed to blow through town and the cry of seagulls had been her favorite things.
She’d spent many afternoons on the beach, drawing, reading and planning her future with Travis. She’d bugged him for a whole week by hanging out at the lifeguard stand and designing her wedding dress while he’d worked his part time job protecting the swimmers from danger. The ocean had always brought her peace. A steady serenity that stayed with her hours after she’d returned home.
Linking her fingers with Travis’s, for the first time in many years she felt free. She couldn’t wait to see those waves in a few more minutes.
She watched the few people walking along the sidewalk in the quaint little seaside town of Lighthouse Inlet, busily going about their morning activities. Local shops sold everything from handmade outfits with accessories to organic honey. A psychic kiosk was located on the street between the ice cream parlor and the florist. Through the windows Lorna could see employees moving around inside the stores as they prepared to open for the day.
Looking longingly at the ice cream store she wished she could taste the soft-serve one more time. Her favorite dessert had always been a vanilla cone. She studied the pictures of ice cream stuck to the windows. A ray of sunlight grabbed her attention as it reflected off of a parked car and onto the store.
What time is it anyway? She looked at the old clock built into the top of a tall red lighthouse on one of the street corners. Eight-thirty. The shops will open at nine. Time is moving too fast. Soon the day will be over.
She let Travis lead her up an incline toward the ocean. She didn’t want to think about time. It always moved too fast, made them wait so long. It was her enemy. There was always feast or famine with time—not enough or too much. She turned her attention to the hot Florida sun beating down on her bare shoulders. The heat was delicious.
Travis stopped at the top of the boardwalk built over the dunes and drew her into the loop of his arms. “Is this what you’ve been aching to see?”
Lorna looked out over the Atlantic. It was a brilliant aquamarine. A warm breeze blew her hair from her face, swirling it in wisps around her neck. The combination of wind and surf, the sound of the ocean lightly lapping onto the shore sent her spirits soaring, flying high like the pelicans drifting along the coastline. She drew in a deep breath. The smell of the sea spray filled her nostrils, a nostalgic reminder that she had always felt the most at home near the sea. The surf was a series of small undulating waves. The ocean looked like glass with the morning sun reflecting off the water. There was a slight breeze but even that didn’t create waves. Tiny waves lapped onto shore.
Lorna looked from the picturesque scene and met Travis’s gaze. For the moment she was happy and content. Her only regret was that they were stuck between worlds and that some kind of supernatural suspension kept them apart until the day someone saw them. She longed for them to be together every day again. “Isn’t it beautiful?”
“You’re beautiful.” He lowered his lips to hers and caressed them in a soft kiss.
Lorna grazed her fingertips along his cheek, touching the dimple of his smile.
“I’ll race you to the water.” She grinned at him and jumped the three steps from the boardwalk onto the beach. She sprinted, her sneakers slipping in the soft sand until she stopped several feet from the water’s edge.
Travis followed, letting her win just so he could watch the way those short shorts rode up her pretty little ass with each long stride. He slowed to a walk as he neared her. She hugged herself and he noticed tears misting her eyes. His heart ached to take away her worries. “Lorna…”
She stepped into his arms, resting her head against his chest. “Don’t you wish we could sail away and leave this problem behind?”
“If I could make things different, I would. You know that.” Travis sighed. “There’s nothing we can do. When it’s time the changes will come.”
“I hate time. Time has never done a damn thing but make us wait.”
“I know. Maybe this year we should try something different.”
“Like what?”
“Why don’t we just have fun? Every year we’ve spent most of our time trying to get someone to see us. This year, let’s just enjoy ourselves since it is the twentieth anniversary.”
“Twenty years. It doesn’t seem like it’s been that long does it?” She considered his plan. “Let’s do it then. It would be refreshing to forget about going into the light this year. It hasn’t happened yet so it probably isn’t going to happen this year either.”
“Then it’s a deal.”
Lorna’s brows furrowed. She bit on her lower lip, an unconscious habit that he found adorable, but he knew that it meant she was still worried and thinking about getting out of this time warp or whatever it was that they were stuck in. He had to get her mind onto something else. Something fun. He looked down the beach and saw the Ferris wheel reaching high into the air.
“Let’s go to Surfside.”
“What?” She looked up at him, confusion in her eyes.
“Surfside. The theme park on the beach.”
The worried expression turned into one of keen interest.
“I know you’re concerned about our situation. So am I. Surfside is always packed so there will be plenty of people who might see us.” He kissed the top of her head. “Do you remember Lover’s Lagoon? We could take a ride through there and make out like we did when we were kids.”
“I’d forgotten about Surfside. You’re the sweetest, most considerate man I’ve ever known.” A smile played at the corners of her lips. She moved out of his embrace but held onto both hands and playfully tugged him down the beach toward the theme park.
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Lorna drew in a deep breath. The aromas and sounds whirled around her, enveloped her, drawing her into the past. The smell of barbecued ribs cooking over crackling flames. The sweetness of funnel cake and cotton candy. Screaming people hanging on tight to rides that spun around faster and faster. Even this early in the morning the Surfside was in full swing.
“What are we doing first?”
“Want to ride the roller coaster? It’s on the way to Lover’s Lagoon.” Travis ran his index finger from her throat to the rise of her breasts. “It’ll cool you off.”
“Who says I want to be cooled off?” She raised an eyebrow and then grinned. “This is going to be so much fun!”
Holding her hand, Travis led Lorna through the park to the roller coaster. Several people waited in line so he stopped behind them. The long car pulled up on the tracks and stopped in front of them. People filed off and the line moved on.
“If people knew ghosts could do this, they’d never look at empty seats on a ride the same way again would they?” Travis sat in the outside seat.
“They’d always wonder if there was a spirit sitting beside them. Watch your hands.” She held hers high as the automatic bar lowered in front of them. The car jerked forward and she leaned over and nibbled on Travis’s earlobe, slipping her hand between his legs she stroked his jeans, felt him grow against her hand. “Do you remember how much roller coasters excite me?”
“You do love a thrill ride don’t you?” He chuckled. “Better hold on baby, here we go.”
Lorna gripped the safety bar as they neared the top of the steep incline. The car crested and then dropped like a rocket. The wind tore at her hair, the car jerked her from side to side, and she couldn’t wipe the smile off her face. She screamed just for fun and laughed as the ride propelled along the tracks. When it neared the station she threw her arms around Travis. “Let’s stay on and ride again.�
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Six rides later, they exited the car.
“That was amazing,” Lorna said. “Next year let’s do this again. I can’t believe we never thought of this before, can you? Do you want to ride anything else?”
“Yeah, there’s something else I want to ride.”
Lorna looked into eyes filled with desire. Her temperature soared several degrees as the fire that had been burning low in her abdomen during the roller coaster ride flamed to life. She remembered his large hands stroking her in the darkness of Lover’s Lagoon while the car floated along in the water. “Let’s go to Lover’s Lagoon.”
“We’re already here.”
She glanced away from him to see that they standing right in front of the entrance. She’d been so engrossed in the excitement from riding the roller coaster and watching him that she hadn’t even noticed where they were going. There wasn’t a line, not even a person working the ride.
“Is it closed?” The disappointment sagged in her voice.
“I think so. Come on.” Travis stepped into one of the paddleboats and loosened the ties. He reached for Lorna’s hand to help her inside.
“Do you think anyone will notice the boat floating across here empty?” Lorna laughed as she sat on the wide flat seat and helped him paddle.
He loved to hear her laugh. It was such a rich alto tone. “Probably not. We’ll be inside in a minute.”
“Good because I can’t wait to strip and sit on top of you.”
Travis peddled faster and the boat floated into the darkness of Lover’s Lagoon. Tiny lights danced along the walls, looking like fireflies on a dark summer night. The dome covering the lagoon resembled a cave. Along the edges of the water were parking alcoves. The area inside was wide and flat, providing privacy if you wanted to get out and lie down.
“Touch yourself, Lorna.”
She ripped the tank top over her head, freeing her breasts. Unzipping the shorts, she slid them off and dropped both articles of clothing behind the seat before turning to Travis.