Stories From The 6 Train 1(35)

Her eyes widen as she stares at me in shock, but I know she likes the way I’m talking to her because those eyes are full of desire, and I can see her nipples straining against the thin fabric of her shirt.

I grin. “You like that, don’t you? When I talk dirty. You want me to make you cum, baby?”

“Yes,” rips from her throat on a strangled gasp.

Hell yeah.

Setting her on my bed, I wrap her legs around my waist and just kiss her. Enjoying the way our tongues play against each other.

But soon it’s not enough. For her either. She fumbles with the buttons of my shirt until she has them all undone, spreading my shirt and running her hands all over my chest, exploring.

She drives me so wild I almost forget that she’s never done this before. But then she’s tugging at my pants as well, an urgency taking over her.

I chuckle against her lips. “Aren’t you the eager one?”

She nods, mumbling, “Want you. Need you.”

I groan as her hand finds its way down and wraps around my cock. “Fuck, Celeste. You make me so crazy. I want you so bad.”

“Then what are you waiting for?”

Well, okay then. I pull back and stare at her for a minute. Gorgeous.

Slowly, I pull her shirt up and over her head, then unzip her pants and tug them down over her hips, leaving her in just her bra and panties. Pink lace. Sweet. Just like her.

Then because I promised I’d make her cum again and again, I get to it, dipping my thumb into her panties and dragging it through her folds. She’s soaked. For me.

I groan as I continue to stroke her, circling her clit gently until she’s writhing on the bed in front of me. I push her down onto her back and peel the panties from her, returning immediately to her perfect pussy.

“You ready for this, baby?” I ask, wanting her to be prepared. When I look up at her face, I expect there to be some apprehension, but all I see is straight up lust and need.

“Please,” she begs.

All I need to hear. I press a finger into her slick heat, and it slips right in because she’s So. Fucking. Wet.

A gasp flies from her mouth as she wiggles on the bed. Gently, I push in further, massaging and caressing her velvet walls, loving how her eyes flutter closed and her needy whimper floats through the air.

I continue circling her clit, then add a finger, slowly thrusting in and out as I finger fuck her, just like I told her. She’s so tight. So tight. I can’t wait to bury my cock in that tight heat. But first I have to get her ready for me.

Reaching up to her tits, I flick her nipple, then lower my head and suck on it through the lacy bra. She arches against me, panting, and I bite down gently. That does it. She explodes, her pussy gripping my fingers, convulsing around them as I continue to pump into her while she cums.

Celine looks at me with wide eyes when I finally withdraw my fingers. With a smirk, I lift them to my mouth and suck them until I’ve licked every bit of her sweetness off them.

Her eyes go even darker. She likes it. My sweet little virgin has a naughty side that she’s just discovering. And I’m ready to show her just how naughty we can get.





34





Celine





This is exactly where I want to be. For days I’ve wondered if I was going to get anything more from Wes than fun dates and conversation. It’s been making me crazy. The longing I have for him is totally unexpected. But I want him. And he’s finally giving me what I’ve been craving.

I watch as he sucks me off his fingers, ridiculously turned on by what he’s doing. Holy hell, that’s hot. But I miss the feeling of him inside me, and I squirm, wanting more. “Please, Wes.” I don’t even care that I’m begging. “More.”

That sexy smirk crosses his face, and he leans in, kissing me hungrily as he removes my bra, leaving me completely exposed to him. I swallow the nerves, letting the anticipation take over as he removes the last of his clothing, baring himself to me too.

I suck in a breath, both excited and nervous about how big he is. Is that thing even going to fit? I don’t know how, but I’m willing to find out.

My hips buck toward him, my body instinctively knowing what I need.

But he shakes his head. “Not yet.”

I sit up in frustration, and he laughs again. “Lie down, baby. Didn’t I tell you I was going to fuck you with my mouth.”

My pussy clenches again at his words, and I can feel myself get wetter. Who knew that such a filthy mouth was so hot? I could listen to him talk to me like that all day.

I lay back like he said, gripping the sheets in my fists as he spreads me wide. Then he dives in, seeming to enjoy what he’s doing as much as I enjoy him doing it. So, so good. The sensations rolling through my body feel like a buzzing energy, building to a burn that threatens to set my whole body on fire. He drags his tongue all over my pussy, sucking my clit, thrusting his tongue into my folds. And when he clamps down over me, licking me with abandon, all that energy explodes like a hundred bolts of lightning, bright light and colors flashing behind my eyelids as wave after wave of pleasure ravages my body.