Driftwood Deeds (11 page)
“So I... kiss you when the train arrives?”
I have to laugh and Paul wraps me up in his arms. My hair blows into his and for a moment we are truly alone behind a curtain of fluttering brown. His lips meet mine even though the train is nowhere to be seen and I feel tears pool in my eyes. It feels like the first time, no wine, no reason, just to kiss and to feel close to each other. And then his hand slips into the back of my skirt, squeezing my sore buttocks.
“It might do me good,” he whispers, nosing at my cheek and ear, “having a sweet, smart, little puppy like you.”
“I’ll make
sure
it will... Sir.”
THE END
About the author
Laila Blake (
lailablake.com
) is a linguist, author and translator. She writes character-driven love stories, whether in romance, erotica, YA or mainstream, co-hosts the podcast
Lilt
and blogs about writing, feminism and society. The first instalment of her
Lakeside series
, a paranormal romantic fantasy, was published in early 2013 and since then, a good dozen of her short stories have been selected for publication in erotic anthologies. She lives in Cologne/Germany with her cat Nookie, adores obscure folk singers and plays the guitar.
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