StrangersonaTrain by Erin Aislinn Page B

nipple,
Charlotte’s head arched back as she dragged in and held a tattered breath.
    While his tongue slashed back and forth across her
electrified nub, she found his belt and worked frantically to undo it. She
grunted with frustration and impatience because the fabric refused to obey fast
enough.
    When the zipper finally came down and she hooked both hands
into the denim waistband, he let her nipple pop out of his mouth the way she
liked. Caught in the pleasure, Charlotte lost track of what she was doing. With
a move as fluid as if time were under his control, he stood up and slid his
jeans the rest of the way down. His freed erection pointed straight toward her.
Moisture increased between her legs. She’d begun to doubt that a man could get
her aroused enough for her pussy to get this wet.
    He lifted a knee to the bed and climbed up between her legs.
Charlotte managed to drag her eyes off his penis and find his gaze traveling
down her body, top to bottom. Her chest rose and fell as eagerly as his. A kind
of sweet heaviness filled her body and shifted the point of gravity to her
cunt. She was ready for him the way she hadn’t been ready in a long time. And she
was ready for something else.
    He was right about the things he’d told her last night. She
had to surrender completely. She had to let her need for control take a
vacation so that she could let this man plunge his amazing dick all the way
into her pussy and fuck her as deep and as hard as he’d promised.
    An image formed in her mind and she knew it was the only way
to go. She flipped onto her belly then lifted up on all fours and moved
backward until she bumped his cock. He adjusted it to reach between her legs,
right across her slit. His hard rod slid between her labia, lubricating her
with her own cream. The tear of a condom wrapper followed his momentary
withdrawal and then his cock head wedged inside her opening.
    Charlotte lowered her head, letting it hang between her arms
while she panted in anticipation of his plunge. Like a brand, his hands
imprinted her hips. With a single yank, he pulled her back and drove into her
all the way. She fell down on her elbows when he began to pound her. Every
penetration and retreat reached deeper and triggered a swell in her G-spot.
    She heard herself moaning. She felt the bed sheets brush
against her nipples while her breasts flopped back and forth from the force of
his thrusts. For as long as necessary, she would let him fuck her. Even as she
imagined doing this longer than she thought possible, the orgasm slammed
through her. She’d never come so fast before. And so hard that the pleasure
shot straight into her brain and made it foggy.
    The stranger kept fucking her. His hard cock hardly missed a
beat. In fact he sped up. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh in a
frenzied rhythm made her forget who she was and where she was.
    “Yes!” she broke off. “Fuck me… Hard… God, I love you… I
love you…” she uttered as heat spilled over the edge again and another climax
hit her. Its force brought tears to her eyes.
    Before the fog of pleasure could dissipate, he withdrew and
flipped her on her back.
    “I want you to look me in the eyes when I make you come this
time,” he commanded. He guided her legs up over his shoulders and rubbed his
cock against her slit. “I love getting your juices all over me, love.”
    And then he was all the way inside her again. “Together this
time. Come with me.”
    He moved languidly, sliding in and out of her as if to
prepare her. All the while, those blue eyes of his held hers and what she saw
in them awoke feelings she’d come here to unlock. The dream was almost in her
grasp. Devotion, surrender, intensity. And more than anything, destiny.
    His speed increased until their fucking became the
uninhibited sharing of mutual lust that both wanted to push past the limits. In
this position, she felt more vulnerable and sensitive and she knew that this
time, it would be even more