As Selena stepped out of the hospital, the sweet melodies of early spring enveloped her, a symphony of birds chirping and wildlife making their various mating calls. The air was filled with the scent of blooming flowers and the earthy smell of freshly cut grass. But her tranquility was short-lived, as her gaze fell upon her Mercedes, parked alone in the lot.
Selena's heart began to race as she approached her car, her senses on high alert. She felt like a deer being hunted, her eyes scanning the surrounding trees and cars for any sign of danger. The sounds of traffic and the city created a cacophony of noise around her, but she tuned it out, her focus solely on her car.
She began her check, her hands moving methodically over the sleek black body of her Mercedes. She checked the tires, the wheels, and the underside of the car, her heart racing with every passing moment. She felt a bead of sweat trickle down her spine as she searched for any signs of sabotage or tracking devices.
As she worked, the sounds of the city seemed to grow louder, the hum of engines and the chatter of pedestrians creating a sense of unease. She felt like she was walking on eggshells, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Her anxiety and stress levels continued to rise, her breath coming in short gasps. She was still not alright. Hopefully, it would be better once she got back. He was busy.
She checked the door handles, the mirrors, and the trim, her fingers tracing the smooth lines of the car's body. She checked the windows, the sunroof, and the trunk, her heart racing with every creak and groan. She was prepared to jump away and roll as she was taught with every action, like she was taught. She felt like she was in a nightmare, trapped in a never-ending cycle of fear and anxiety.
As she finished her check, Selena stood back and surveyed her car, her eyes scanning its sleek body one last time. She felt a sense of relief wash over her, but it was tempered by the knowledge that she could never truly be safe. She took a deep breath and slid into the driver's seat, feeling the soft leather envelop her like a warm hug.
The interior of the car was cool and quiet, the soft hum of the engine and the gentle whoosh of the air conditioning a soothing balm to her frazzled nerves. Selena took a deep breath, feeling the tension in her body begin to ease as she settled into the driver's seat.
She glanced in the rearview mirror, her eyes locking onto her reflection. Her eyes looked haunted, her skin pale and drawn. Selena took a deep breath, feeling a sense of bravery rise up within her. She would get through this; she would find a way to heal and move forward.
As she started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot, the sounds of the city seemed to fade into the distance. She glanced in the rearview mirror, her eyes scanning the road behind her, searching for any signs of being followed.
Selena made her way to a nearby Chinese restaurant, where she ordered takeout for lunch. She couldn't wait to share a meal with Liam and take a break from the chaos of her day.
As she drove back to the lab, the scent of savory Chinese food wafted through the air, making her stomach growl with anticipation. She pulled into the parking lot and entered through the back door, swiping her badge and taking the stairs to the lunchroom.
As she entered the empty lunchroom, Selena called out, "Liam, I'm back with lunch!" But instead of a response, she was met with silence. "Liam?" Selena looked around.
Suddenly, Liam emerged from the open supply closet, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Dr. Lowrie," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "If you were an enzyme, I would be a DNA helicase, so you could unzip my genes."
Selena laughed. A huge grin spread across his face. It was a relief; she looked haunted all the time. He made up his mind to become a constant fun diversion. His young body was full of vigor, and he had decades of knowledge in pleasing the most finicky woman. She was a breeze in comparison, her body malleable. Her personality was more desirable.
Liam's jeans dropped, he was only wearing a lab coat and protective glasses, his 'Su' training had sculpted his soft body into a hard muscular wall, although he had a long way to go in martial arts his body was tempting, his lower part bobbed, stiff and it was what she needed.
Selena's heart skipped a beat as Liam stepped out of his pants and approached her, his eyes locked on hers. She placed the food on the table, closing the distance, and pulled protection out of her bag. She felt a surge of desire as he pulled her into a passionate, frenzied kiss. The heat gathered below as Liam's hands roamed over her body and caressed all the right places. Her body shook with desire..
Without another word, Liam swept Selena into his arms and carried her to a nearby supply closet. The door slammed shut behind them as Liam stripped her quickly. The ever considerate lover in him laid her down on the table gently and rolled a chair up. His lab glasses hung on his nose as he slid her towards the edge of the table.
Selena trembled with desire as his blue eyes bore into hers, his pupils dilated, and a grin hooked on his lips. She could tell he loved her. He was in a rare playful mood. He was normally the kind to romance her with a date or a special dinner.
Liam picked up the black bag he unpacked it. He had fantasized about working on her here like a project. He pulled out the toy, a purple silicone number, and turned it on, lubricating it. He grinned as it came to life, buzzing with battery power.
"What is that noise, Oh?" Selena's eyes widened as she quickly found out what it was as it made contact with her.
"Just a mere tool," Liam said as he slid the toy into her, slowly dragging it in and out of her. he was decades ahead of his research. He could fool around and live out all those fantasies this younger body had before he came back. They flooded his hormone-soaked brain like obsessions. Liam turned the knob up higher and used the toy and dipped his head between her legs.
Selena tried her best to be quiet as other areas of the laboratory filled as coworkers came back. "Shh." Liam looked up as he felt her tense up.
Amber and Josh were leaving for the day, which made it hotter for her if she didn't know. "Unless you want Josh to join in. I guess I'll have to work hard to satisfy you." Liam said as he continued, he hooked a smile and started over and proceeded until her little lithe body shuddered and the sounds of her body's appreciation became louder. He looked up to see her face flushed red with desire. He pushed the glasses up.
Liam tore the package open and rolled it down the base of his cock, he throbbed. He stood up and removed the small vibrator, and shut it off. He pressed himself inside her, he still very tight insides taking him in with a slight protest. He paused and parted folds and flesh that clung to him, pushing in more. The table was hip height.
"Hmmm," Liam said, his voice rumbling. Liam took her at a quick pace. The table started to thump and creak. "Selena, they're gone."
Selena's back arched as she cried after holding back. "Ah, Liam, you son of a bitch." Liam grinned, grabbed her hips as she clenched and pulsed, and the thumping and panting grew louder.
Their lovemaking was fierce and all-consuming, a desperate attempt to escape the trauma and chaos that had become their lives.
Liam shuddered and filled the reservoir of the condom. Liam washed the toy and packed away everything while she dressed.
Selena looked up at him breathlessly. he seemed to be making up for lost time. It seemed whenever there was a time and a place, he was always ready. Her body had begun to become hungry for him in return. He was a gorgeous specimen of a man.
Liam stood in the cramped supply closet, his chest heaving with exertion. The air was thick with the scent of disinfectant and stale air. Shelves lined the walls, stacked high with boxes of gloves, syringes, and other medical supplies.
He dressed, Liam's eyes locked onto Selena's after pulling his undershirt on, the spark of desire still burning bright between them. His chiseled, muscular body was evident even in the dim light of the closet, his white shirt rumpled and his dark blond hair mussed.
His 8-pack abs were still visible beneath his shirt, a testament to his rigorous workout routine. His broad shoulders and powerful biceps seemed to flex of their own accord as he moved, as if still reveling in the intensity of their forbidden tryst.
The closet was small, the shelves seeming to close in around them like sentinels guarding a secret. But Selena didn't care. She was too busy drinking in the sight of Liam, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes sparkled with an appreciative glint.
Selena quickly gathered her clothes and began to dress. The cramped supply closet seemed to close in around her, the shelves of medical supplies looming above like sentinels.
As she slipped on her black jeans, Selena's hands brushed against Liam's, sending a jolt of electricity through her entire body. She felt a flush rise to her cheeks, her heart still racing from their moment of passion.
Liam's eyes watched her, his gaze burning with intensity as she buttoned up her white blouse. Selena's fingers trembled slightly, her skin still tingling from his touch.
As she smoothed out her outfit, Selena's eyes met Liam's, the air between them crackling with tension. The supply closet seemed to shrink even further, the only sound the soft hum of the Lab's ventilation system.
Selena's hair was messy, her lips still swollen from Liam's kisses. She looked...rumpled, like she'd just been thoroughly kissed. And she had.
Liam's eyes seemed to drink in the sight of her, his gaze lingering on her lips, her neck, her breasts. Selena felt a shiver run down her spine, her body responding to the heat in his eyes.
For a moment, they just stood there, the tension between them palpable. Liam gave her another sweet kiss. "We should probably get out there and eat, unless…I can have something else to eat again." His hands brushed down her sides and squeezed her behind. "Mmm." his low voice rumbled in her ears.
Selena was tempted, "You are right, we should get back to eating, we can continue this at a later point." This was dangerous. She felt herself quake with desire.
"Damn. Could have fooled me, Sel?" his lips brushed her ear, the hot air tickled. Selena reluctantly pushed against his chest.
As they finally emerged from the supply closet, gasping for air, Selena felt a sense of release wash over her and endorphins. Liam was so much more of an experienced lover than she expected. He had grown so much.
They sat down to eat their Chinese food, the savory scents and flavors a welcome respite from the intensity of their lovemaking. As they ate, Selena felt a sense of normalcy return, a sense of comfort and familiarity that came with sharing a meal with the person she loved.
But even as they sat together, enjoying their lunch and each other's company, Selena couldn't shake the feeling that their happiness was fleeting, that the trauma and chaos that had become their lives would soon come crashing back down around them.