Riding The Rails 4

I was minding my own business, waiting on the train, lost in videos. I feel eyes on me and look up to find him smiling at me. I smiled back and looked down at my phone. I glanced back up and he's still smiling. I look around. No one else, it's me he's looking at and I wonder, why? I'll take the smile. How long had he been there? How long had he been there smiling at me? I thought over the last bit of time and no, I hadn't picked anything, burped. When you're an introvert, you always think of those things. He looked away then back again.

Was he checking me out? Nah. I'm average. I'm the usual body type, pretty hair. I know it, accepted it. But he was still looking. I glanced down at my phone, back up. And smiled back, a full smile. Why not?

He moved and sat in front of me. "What are you listening to?"

I flashed my phone. "Ah... just youtubing." He looked around and moved next to me. Plucked the earbud from me and popped it into his ear. He smiled. Damn he's so close, I can smell him. Clean, spicy, dark, male.

He chuckled, sending goose bumps along my spine. I swallowed hard. I completely forgot my phone was even there. He wrapped his hand over mine and angled it so he can see. Touching me. Warm, firm hand over mine. "What is this?"

"Huh? Oh.. foreign commercials. I think they're hilarious." He looked up and I realize his face is two inches from mine. Would be so easy to kiss him. Then again he could be a serial killer stalking me for a treat. I stay still.

"I'm not a stalker." He looked at me. "But I figured we could keep each other company." My brows knit a bit. How did he know what I was thinking?! But in front of me are blue eyes, beard, and full lips. I bite my lip to keep from kissing him. His eyes lock on my movement. Did he just... GROAN?!?

Oh yeah. He did.

"I'm Chris." He said roughly.

I smile. Just smile till I realize he was waiting for me to answer. "Luscious."

His eyebrows raised and he half grinned. "My name is Luscious, but you can call me Lou. Everyone does." The video is over and he taps another on the list. I'm not listening. He faced me. Those eyes intent on me. So blue, so full of life.

"I like Luscious." Our noses are almost touching. All those years of reading smutty romance novels popped into my head. I always wondered what instant sexual chemistry felt like. Now I know.

"Where are you headed?" I whisper. I don't trust my voice above that octave. OMFG... he just licked his lips. My whole body flushed. I know it crept up my skin, giving me completely away.

"On my way to my to see a friend." He tilted his head and I have no clue what came over me but I kissed him.

Softly.

The feel of his full lips, facial hair brushing my sensitive skin making me shiver. A unique feeling to be kissing someone with a beard and mustache. It surrounded my mouth, leaving me alone with those incredibly soft lips. Damn. He pushed back, kissing me. I think kissing is more intimate of an action than actually doing the deed but thoughts of what could be under those clothes had me breathing hard. Of course I knew what was under that suit, Everyone did. My hand came up, circling his neck, pulling him to me. Phone forgotten. I wanted this man. Everyone did. Everyone had seen the Captain America movies. But I was the one kissing him. Not them.

His tongue ran along my lips. I let him in. He slid past them, brushing my tongue. I groaned deeply and gripped a hard wall of flesh. I needed him closer. Less clothed. My leg pressed his, I just wanted in. Him.

He pulled back, bringing his hand up to my cheek, our noses touching. Caressing my face. I couldn't help but close my eyes. I felt heavy, heated. And all it took was a smile to make me come to life.

The speakers overhead rattled off a destination and he looked up, stretching that beautiful neck in front of me. Then I realize it must be his train being called and I actually whimpered. My body, brain, hormones screaming nonononooooo! He looked down and smiled.

"I'm not going anywhere." He said softly and kissed me again.

We kissed for an eternity, one second, a minute, I couldn't count. I didn't care. THIS man was touching me, pulling me close with his other arm. I let him. I've never been one to be loose but yeah, this was HIM. So it was... Dear god it was good. So damn good. My hand found its way into his jacket running up a hard muscled chest.

I felt his growl rise from his throat, skip across my tongue. Plunge down into me and I growled back. His hand slid down my face, kneading my neck. I wiggle. He tastes so good. Slightly of... Twizzlers?

The speakers blared again, warbling my destination. I broke the kiss and looked up then back. He was breathing shallow, lids half closed. I smiled. "I'm not going anywhere." I said, repeating him.

He kissed me quickly. "Don't move." He hopped up and trotted to the ticket counter. Holy mother was I really going to do this??? Damn straight. I picked my phone off the floor, tucking it and the buds into my bag. He turned back my direction and suddenly I felt like prey being stalked. Then he smiled. That gorgeously beautiful smile. He held out his hand and I stood. "I'm coming with you."

We picked up our bags, my body still screaming, head spinning and walked to the train. Boarded. Found the private car and locked ourselves in. He leaned against the door. Looking down at his feet.

"I don't take advantage of women. But I was waiting for the train. Heard you laugh, turned and saw you. You are stunning and I had to come talk to you." He looked up. Waiting. Letting me decide the next step. I had come this far, locked in a tiny room with this man. Would I? Damn straight. I kicked off my shoes, dropped my bag to the floor and walked to him, and leaned in. I closed my eyes and breathed in deep. He smelled so good. I felt an arm go around me and pull me against him.

"I ah... Stunning?" I asked but then whimpered. He brushed his lips on mine.

"Tell me, please," he whispered.

"Yes, oh fuck yes." I groaned and kissed him hard, driving my tongue in deep. The back of my head had its own monologue. "Girl what you doin? You gonna do a stranger? Don't you know better?" I willed it to shut up. I could feel all of him crushed to me. Couldn't help but shiver at the feel of one hard hot section grinding into me.

"Tickets, please," a voice said through the door. He groaned and pulled his head up.

"Hold on." He opened the door a crack, shoved the tickets out and mumbled something to the conductor. I waited. I couldn't move if I tried. He closed the door and turned around. Damn, was it hot in here? He pulled off his jacket. I felt myself salivating just by watching him. He shucked his shoes, grabbed me and kissed me deep. I was so stunned, I just let him invade me. Did he.. Just pick me up?? Geez.

My arms circled his neck, just trying to hold on. The train lurched, pushing us back by intertia. To the couch. He turned, sat, and pulled me onto his lap straddling him so quick all I could do was "Eep."

"That's adorable." He smiled then looked serious. "How do you feel about dogs?"

My brows knitted. What a weird question. "I love them. Specially bulldogs."

"Good." He ran his hands up my bare arms. Goosebumps popped up. Resting his hands on my shoulders, he hooked fingertips into my straps and pulled them down. I loosened his tie, pulling it off. I wanted to see skin. To taste skin. HIS skin. My hands were trembling so bad I couldn't get those damn buttons undone. He moved his hands back to my shoulders, kneading me. I wanted him. Now. And it was really fucking frustrating because he was taking his time. I wanted what I could feel pressed against my sex, that deliciousness that just seemed to be growing against me.

His palms slid down my chest, cupping my breasts and I stopped. Breathing. Moving. Oh shit... I grabbed his shoulders and held on. "Oh shit," I heard myself whisper. He was kneading me, palming my nipples. I know they get hard and could only assume he liked the feeling. He did. His hips moved under me, pushing hardness against me. In one movement, he slid his hands under my shirt, pulling it and my bra up and over my head. Bare He growled. Damn he likes to growl. Hand pressed to my back, pushing my breasts into his face. Beard on sensitive skin. Don't know if I can take much more of this. I've always been impatient but this was too much.

My hands crept into his hair, watching as he mouthed his way to my left nipple. He pulled it into his mouth and flicked the tip. I lost it. I was so tense, on the verge, I came. Hard. Pressing my clit against that solid hardness, grinding him. I never broke eye contact with him. I couldn't. It was so strong and hard. He sucked it in deep into his mouth making me collapse, panting. Never had that happen before but then I'd never had a man like him interested in me, much less touch me.

He moved to the other one, kissing his way across. My fingers found those little buttons, popping them open. He released my breast and leaned back, letting me open his shirt. Fingers trembling. I got to the pants and tried to pull the shirt out. He let go of me, taking his shirt off almost leisurely. Why wasn't he in a hurry?! Most guys would have had me naked and pretty much done by now. I willed my brain to shut up. Nope, not gonna let my head get in this.

I let my hands, fingers trail over his skin, watching his eyes close. I felt the growl in his chest. He sat up, and pressed his bare chest to mine. We kissed again, tongues dancing. My hands slid down his shoulders, back. Damn he was warm, hard all over. I didn't realize I had been grinding on him till he groaned and grabbed my hips to keep me still.

"You're gonna kill me if you keep doing that," he mumbled between my breasts. I shivered at his lips, beard rubbing against my skin. He looked up. "I want you naked."

I smiled. I've never felt so bold. I slipped off his lap and stood on shaky legs. My hands slid down my breasts, cupping them. "Girl, you go get some tasty ass!" My brain screamed. I smiled but he wasn't watching my face. I hands slid down and unsnapped my jeans. Fingers shaking. The look on his face was... dark, focused. I unzipped and watched him breathe deep. He glanced up then back. He undid his slacks mimicking me.

I hooked my thumbs in my jeans and slid them down in a rush. Stepped out and footed them aside. Naked in front of him. Fear gripped me. He didn't move, not even his eyes. Omg, did he not like what he saw?!?

Chris stood and stripped, that glorious rock hard cock standing straight out. He pulled the coverlet off the couch and spread it on the floor. I couldn't move. Just watching his body move, cock bob as he did, had me dizzy.

He turned, pulled me to him. Kissed me, hard, lifted me and laid me down, pressing one leg between mine, pressing against me. All in less than five seconds. My arms wrapped around his neck as we kissed. Tongues dancing, fuck he tasted so good! He moved over me slowly and I opened myself to him.

I could ALL feel him. Big hand slid down my body, finding my sex, cupping it. I moaned into his mouth and arched against him. I knew I was soaking wet. He broke the kiss to look at what he was doing. Watched his own hand rub, caress, teasing me till I growled in frustration. He dipped a finger deep inside and I cried out.

"Fuckin A!" I was on the verge again. He pulled his hand up and popped his finger into his mouth. I felt him shiver. He sucked his own finger, settling between my legs again. Then he kissed me! I didn't back down from my own taste. On his tongue I tasted very different. He groaned, pushing into me. Then stopped completely.

"Oh shit!" He growled. He looked at me painfully. "I forgot the..." He whispered hoarsely.

"What?" I asked stupidly. He nudged his hips. "OH!" I squealed and reached behind my head for my bag, rifling through it. I pulled out two gold wrappers. "Always come prepared." I said, smiling.

He snatched one, tore it open with his teeth, wiggled a bit and moved back over me. He kissed me softly and sank in deep. Both of us groaning, me shivering. Fuck he was huge! I was more than ready but he stretched me wide open! I pulled my legs up to his hips. He flexed his hips, pushing in as far as he could.

"I... I.. Oh fuck," I whispered. I stopped breathing, too overcome by the feel of him, weight of him.

"Oh fuck," he mumbled against my neck and pulled his hips back and drove in deep.

"Ohhhh!!!!" I squealed as I came around him. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't move except to arch and ride underneath him. I felt him... chuckle?!? What the... Then he pounded into me, kissing my neck, jaw, back to my mouth.

Locked, mouth to mouth, tongue to tongue. Sex to sex. Riding, pushing, hands everywhere, felt my nipples be pinched, tugged. My nails digging into his back.

"More. Do it again." He ground against my cheek. I let go. Climaxed, one right after the other. He sped up, pushing a hand under my neck and watched me. I couldn't break eye contact if I tried. I watched him watch me as fire exploded out of me, around him.

I watched his face change as he sped up. He looked feral, dark. Kissed me hard and groaned as he came. I held him tight, not letting go, one last climax of my own squeeze his cock so tight he had to slow down. Minutes. Days. Who the hell knew but he finally slowed down. Buried his face in my neck, feeling all that glorious weight press me into the floor.

When he lifted his head, he smiled. That beautiful, goregous smile, surrounded by soft beard, mustache.

"Wow..." Was all he said. He rolled to the side, pulling out of me, gathering me close. I wouldn't have been able to move if I tried. Damn. We laid there for the longest time, the shortest time. Boy I was full of isms today. But how many women had this opportunity in their life to fuck the man of their dreams? I was the lucky few.

He had pulled the condom off, grabbed his shirt and wiped himself clean. I watched him do something so natural. Simple. HOT.

He pulled me on top of him, my legs falling to the sides of his hips and iu let myself rest on top.

"We've still got a few hours," he said softly, pushing my hair out of my face. Such a tender move, had my heart thudding in my chest.

"I know..." I said softly, sitting up, cradling his cock between my lips. "I wonder what we can do..."

He grinned- wickedly? Yeah he did. "I thought you might have that idea," he said and pushed his hips up.

Yeah, this is heavenly. I thought to myself as I leaned down to kiss him again...