Locked (Friday Flash #40)

When I saw the "Love Lock" prompt for Friday Flash, I thought I'd do something hopefully a little less obvious with it. Although this story stands on its own, it could be a close companion to "On the Rocks."

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Locked

By Ria Restrepo

Copyright ©2019. All rights reserved.

He leisurely trailed a finger between my breasts. "So, we've returned to the scene of the crime."

We were lounging naked on a blanket on a private section of beach, the ocean waves crashing ashore a few feet away. I was a languid mass, savoring the aftershocks of our passion, his come staining my skin.

Looking up, I saw him leaning over me, his hair burnished gold in the setting sun. "What crime?"

The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. "You stole my heart and absconded."

I was quiet for a moment. "I thought letting you go was the right thing to do."

He raised an eyebrow. "And how did that turn out?"

"Not so well." Not for me anyway.

"You're mine again?"

"As long as you want me."

His eyes narrowed. "How do I know you won't disappear again?"

"I've been thinking about that and came up with an idea."

Reaching into my discarded bag, I pulled out a short length of chain and a padlock with a key. Years before, we saw a couple at a fetish club who used this as a symbol of their commitment. Even though we weren't as hardcore into the lifestyle as they probably were, he found the possessiveness of it arousing. So did I.

He accepted my offering and turned the padlock over. Staring at his engraved name, he lightly traced it with the same finger that had been deep inside me earlier.

Finally, he looked up, his eyes blazing with intensity. "You're serious?"

I shrugged a shoulder casually even as my heart pounded wildly in my chest. "Only if you want to."

A wide smile slowly spread across his face. He climbed on top of me, straddling my body. As he threaded the chain around my neck, I noticed his reemerging erection. When he snapped the lock into place, the weight of it was comforting, not oppressive.

He held up the key. "I can do whatever I want with this?"

"Of course."

Turning slightly, he heaved it into the ocean.

I laughed. "Well, now you're stuck with me."

"Good. I have something for you, too."

I wrapped my hand around his now fully hard cock. "So I see."

"More than that." Before I could ask, he leaned down and rubbed his nose along mine. "Remember, you and I share the same dirty mind."

He grabbed his jeans and produced a similar chain and lock to mine. He gave them to me, his eyes gleaming. Sure enough, the lock was engraved with my name.

He leaned back down so I could fasten it around his neck, then I handed him the key. "You can put this where you put the other one."

Into the ocean it went, then he reclaimed my mouth in a fierce kiss.

After another round of lovemaking, he toyed with my lock as we lay intertwined.

"It's going to be hard getting this off if you change your mind."

I smiled. "That's not going to be a problem."