Free Pleasure Train by Christelle Mirin

joined her in a passionate release. Bodies moved against bodies, sweat slicking their skin as they slowly came down from sexual heaven.
    The men moved away from her, and she shuddered, the sudden absence of their body heat chilling her. Then her hands were unhooked from above and she was guided across the car and carefully urged to sit on one of the bench seats. A bottle of water touched her bottom lip, and she opened her mouth and drank greedily.
    Her thirst quenched, they began again, positioning her standing against the center ledge. Willow gave herself to them completely, trusting them to do no harm to her and give her more pleasure than she’d expected when she woke up that morning.
    And she wasn’t disappointed.

Chapter Eleven
     
    It had been four weeks since her first train ride with her men, and Willow had never been so happy in her life. Spending time with Josh, Jack, and Mikey after work every day and most of the weekend had given her a window into their lives, and she liked what she saw. They all worked hard at getting their tech company off the ground and genuinely liked each other. Which made the relationship they had started all the better. There was no jealousy and no grandstanding between them when it came to getting her attention.
    But even though it was almost perfect, Willow still held a small part of herself back. She wasn’t sure if she could give herself completely yet. And she didn’t know what it would take to get her to that point.
    “Willow, good grief, you’re going to wear a hole in that countertop if you keep wiping the same spot over and over like that.” Sue came up beside her and snatched the dishcloth she had been using to clean the counter with from her hand. “What has gotten into you these last couple of weeks? I keep seeing you staring off into space like you’re lost or something. Is everything okay?”
    Willow sighed. “Everything is fine. Better than fine.” She crossed her arms and leaned a hip against the counter. “Ever have the feeling you’re just waiting for the other shoe to drop?”
    Stu gave a “hmph” behind her from his usual seat at the counter.
    Willow glanced over her shoulder at him. “That feeling can make your spine crawl, huh, Stu?”
    He gave her a quick nod and pressed his lips together.
    “Well, you need to get your head together, girl,” Sue said, handing the cloth back to her. “What it looks like to me is you’re a woman in love and you’re constantly woolgathering about those men you’ve been hanging out with.”
    Willow let out a laugh. In love? No, I couldn’t be. Could I? Something strange moved in the vicinity of her heart, and her stomach quivered just a bit. Her laugh died down quickly, and she bit her lip. Maybe she’d better think about this a little more. Sue might have a point.
    “What are you laughing about?” Sue parked her fists on her hips. “I’m right, you know. Wasn’t it about a month ago you said something about leaving Forever if things didn’t spice up around here?” She raised both eyebrows and cocked her head like a scolding hen. “And then you got to know those boys, and you haven’t said a word about leaving since. Doesn’t that add up to you being in love with one of them?”
    Not one of them—
    “She’s right.”
    Both of them turned and looked at Stu. “Well, if you’re chiming in on the situation, I’d better take notice,” Willow said, giving Stu a wink.
    Stu set his coffee cup down on the counter. “People say life is too short and all that,” he said, his soft blue gaze locked on Willow. “I tend to agree with ’em. I may be past my prime, and in my time, women did what was expected of ’em, but nowadays I can’t see why a woman such as you can’t have her cake and eat it, too. Don’t let something get away from you that you’re gonna regret later.”
    Willow looked deep into the old man’s eyes. There was a heavy sadness there. “Did you let something pass you by, Stu?” she