Lillian felt Marcus press her against the wall. She rested her hands on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

"A-Are you sure we should do this here?" she murmured with fear. Marcus tiled her chin up to look him in the eyes. She opened her eyes and gazed into his deep blue eyes. He gently pressed his lips onto hers. She closed her auburn eyes again as he snaked his tongue into her mouth. He licked the room fo her mouth and in response she tightened her grip on his shirt. She cradled his tongue on hers before he pulled back.

"Don't worry; the manager won't come back for another hour. Besides, the doors locked and no one can get in since I have the keys. It just means we have to be quiet," he cooed before kissing her cheek. She took a deep breath and slowly released it.

"O-Okay," she murmured. She knew how dangerous this was, but they were old enough to do it. They had been working at the same store for a while now. When he was out of school they had planned to get married. It had been eight years since they met, six since they started dating. They had locked themselves in the storage room in the back.

She felt his hands creep up her skirt. The feeling of his warm hand on her skin sent a sensation through her body. She planted her lips on his and they began kissing deeply. She felt him pull down her underwear and she gasped. She ran her hands down to his shirt buttons as they re-engaged in kissing. She undid his shirt and he let it slide off his shoulders. He slipped down her skirt before pulling up on her shirt. She rose her arms and let him gently pull it off. He threw it next to his before kissing her collar bone. She moaned in pleasure and unbuckled his belt. With little effort his pants slid off his waist.

She slowly slid down till she was on her knees. She pulled down his underwear and brushed her hand over his skin. She then leaned in and kissed his cock softly. He gasped and bit down on his lip. She took him into her mouth and licked softly. He groaned slightly, pressing his forearms on the wall. She sucked softly, taking in his flavour.

"Lillian, damn. You're pretty good for a fist timer," he chuckled under heavy breath. Lillian giggled, making his cock tingle and him gasp again. Instantly he released himself and she swallowed. It was so warm and delicious. She licked him clean before rising, running her hands along his chest and she came up. Marcus smiled at her and kissed her neck, slowly moving down. As he moved he undid her bra. It felt to the ground and he gently kissed between her breasts.

"Oh Marcus," she murmured. She gasped deeply when she felt him run his fingers across her slit. She pressed her forehead onto his shoulder and tried to catch the air she'd released. "M-Marcus!" she groaned.

He scooped her up in his arms, spinning and pressing her on a sealed box. She lied her head back and felt him kiss just below her belly button. She wanted him to get on with it. Lust was flooding through her body like her blood and she was desperate. He licked her pussy, making her shriek with pleasure. Her back arched as she pressed her hand closed.

That's when she felt him plummet into her.

She pressed her heels against his back and began panting. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," she muttered. Marcus lied down on top of Lillian and kissed her passionately, forgetting where her mouth had been previously. Their tongue's coiled around each other. She slid her mouth to his ear and whispered softly "Pleasure me, bad boy." Her voice was heavy with lust and made Marcus' body shiver slightly. He pushed deeper into her and she gasped. She began pleading for more and he happily obliged. He was pushing faster and faster and her panting increased with each inward moment.

Soon he stopped, weak from pleasure. He kissed her neck and pulled out. She was exhausted. She curled up and snuggled into his chest. He gathered her into his arms and sat down with her on his lap. She chuckled slightly and looked at him.

"Why do you have to be so irresistibly good? I almost want to go again," she cooed. He chuckled as well.

"I don't think I have it in me. I'd hate to leave you on a bad note," he cooed. He stroked her caramel hair and she smiled. She wanted to stay like this forever. She wanted to always be sitting on Marcus, their bodies warming each other. But how long could they stay like this?

That's when there was knocking on the storage door. Marcus cussed hush under his breath. The manager was back. Lillian sprung to her feet and got dressed. If the manager caught them they would be fired. She instantly grabbed a clipboard she had resting on the ground and pretended to be doing inventory. Marcus also dressed himself and opened the door.

"Yes?" he asked. The manager bursted in and looked at Lillian, then Marcus.

"Why was the door locked?" he asked. Marcus began fiddling with the handle.

"This door is so temperamental, it likes to lock itself. I hadn't even noticed," he lied. The manager eyes Marcus to see no signs of lying. When it came to Marcus, it was almost impossible. He was the king of lied and was proud of it. The Manager sighed.

"Whatever. That's a day, get out of here," he huffed. Lillian put the clipboard down and left with her boyfriend. When they were out of the building they started laughing. Marcus hissed Lillian's head softly.

"Rather he's gullible or I'm good," he joked. I kissed him on the chin.

"Oh trust me, you're good," I cooed.