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AUTUMN LEAVES

Chapter 14

Her heels clicked in the deserted art gallery, a section that was off-limits afterhours. She was almost jogging to catch up with Sidney’s long strides in the dimly lit space. Despite the noticeable sound of her heels in the quiet area, he did not turn around. Is it possible he was not aware that she’s following him? Sidney turned abruptly, “What?”, he asked annoyed, as if knowing that she was behind him all along.

She almost tumbled as she stopped in front of him. She has always been good with words, but all thoughts and reason had left her brain. She simply stared back at him, noting that his expression went from frustrated to sad in a millisecond. A lump started to form in her throat. No, I’m not going to cry, she told herself repeatedly. All sorts of emotions fogged her brain. She felt her mind is at the mercy of her body, not the other way around.

The body that was begging her to hold him, to touch him. Her hands swiftly made their way to the lapel of his jacket and jerked him towards her with a force that surprised them both. She attacked his lips with hers in an intense breathless kiss. He gasped in shock at first, but soon he was like putty in her hands as he let her take control over him for just few moments. She was still holding onto his jacket as he hesitantly detached his mouth from hers, still shocked by her bold move. They were both breathing heavily with their eyes still fixated on one another. A second later, he clutched her face with his large hands and kissed her like his life depended on it. Soon his arms snaked around her shoulders as he crushed her body to his. He sucked and bit her pouty lips, licking at times as he drank her. Her hands were in his hair, around his neck then on his chest, feeling the inviting warmth radiating from his body.

While their first kiss was somewhat fervent, it had nothing on this one. His hands started a discovery journey of their own as his tongue demanded entrance. It did not take her long to completely surrender to his persistence. As their tongues did their own dance, his hands moved from her shoulders to her waist. With one large palm, he pushed on her lower back to close the barely existing gap between them. Despite being disoriented and drunk on her wet mouth he blindly turned them, looking for leverage as their heated kiss was escalating. He clumsily pushed her against a wall without even pausing their make out session, luckily not knocking any nearby art work over.

She moaned uncontrollably as she was feeling his long hard arousal pushing against her stomach. His hand travelled from her lower back to grab a handful of her delicious ass, grinding and pushing her into him even further than they thought possible. She felt triumphant at how his body responded to hers and before she knew it, he wanted to feel her arousal too. He detached his puffy lips from hers long enough to lift her left leg and hold it against the wall with one of his colossal thighs, opening her up for his greedy eyes and hands. He was content that her dress was pliable as it rode high and pooled around her waist. He groaned at the sight of the flimsy nude-colored thong that was keeping him away from his prize.

His gaze met hers, as if silently asking permission. Her reaction was enough for him. She looked down and hungrily eyed his erection straining against his tight slacks. He delved his tongue in her mouth for another fiery kiss that was all tongue and teeth. His mouth moved to her jaw, down to her neck and further down to her collarbone where he could feel her rapid pulse with his tongue and lips. She couldn’t help the string of moans that escaped from her and echoed in the void space as Sidney was grinding his erection directly against her core now. The sensation was too much and he has yet to really touch her where she desperately needed.

He was everywhere. His woodsy cologne filled her nostrils, his mouth did magic on her neck, his large dick grinding against her wet core, legs holding her in place, open and vulnerable, all the while his hands roamed her chest, trying to free her breasts from the confine of her dress. She thought she would come from a small breeze at this point. Before she could touch his erection to urge him on, his lips traveled to her ear and with his sexy voice he whispered, “God, I want you so bad, you have no idea.”

Then, it all ended as fast as it started. She sobered up from that mind-numbing state and realized what she was doing. She was cheating on her husband. She was kissing and groping another man. Not just any man, Sidney Crosby. Her husband’s protégé. The man that he practically raised. She pushed him away successfully as Sidney was not expecting it. In a wake, she looked at him. His skin was flushed, eyes dark, lips extremely swollen and dick impossibly engorged against his pants. Tears streamed down her face as she hurriedly pulled down her dress, not daring to look at him anymore. She ignored the wetness he caused between her legs and on her thighs. She couldn’t say anything to him, instead she cowardly ran away.

Sidney just stood there fully aroused and helpless watching her sprint towards the ladies’ room. He was planted in the same spot for few seconds trying to catch his breath. He needed to try and control his prominent erection. He bent down, putting both hands on his knees. He was in daze. Everything happened so fast that he was not thinking clearly. His brain was barely processing that they almost had sex in the middle of an art gallery, where security cameras filled the place. He alarmingly scanned his surroundings for cameras. He couldn’t spot one. That doesn’t mean it’s not there, you idiot, he inwardly scolded himself.

Worse than this, they were making out near the ballroom where everyone they knew were, including his mentor and her husband, which, funny enough, happen to be the same person. These disturbing thoughts still haven’t helped his hard dick. He contemplated a trip to the men’s room, but he saw Autumn headed in that direction. Oh, Autumn. He sighed and headed outside in the cold night. Maybe some cold fresh air could help both his dick and mind.

Notes

Here, a short but spicy chapter for my lovely readers! (You are welcome ;)

Thanks for reading, voting and commenting!

Have a great week!

Charlie :)

Comments

I hate how they’re putting it all on autumn. Sid is at fault as well and Mario is just being a jerk. I was hoping Mario would be a bit nicer and understanding seeing as how it’s everyone vs autumn right now. Kinda still wishing Mario had his own story without the cheating young wife, maybe a faithful young wife

elp109 elp109
8/17/18

@elp109
Haha! Good point :D

Thanks for reading :))))

CharlotteWhite CharlotteWhite
3/25/18

Autumn is about to become the hockey version of Yoko Ono!

elp109 elp109
3/24/18

@Gigipens
Go team Sid! Thanks for reading! Team Mario anyone???

Sid all the way!!! Great story!

Gigipens Gigipens
2/2/18