Stories From The 6 Train 1(48)

“You like that?” he asks.

“Yes.” My voice is low, needy.

“How about this?” Finn slides his hand down, finally trailing his fingers through my wetness. “Fuck, Avery. Your pussy is so wet.”

I smile and tilt my head, giving him a saucy look. “All the better to fuck me with.”

“Why, Little Red Riding Hood, such a dirty mouth,” he chuckles.

“All the better to suck you with,” I whisper, barely able to get the words out when he slides his fingers inside me, making me a shaking, needy mess, just like he wanted.

“Be careful what you say. I just might hold you to it,” Finn says, continuing to fuck me with his fingers while he teases my clit with his thumbs. “I do believe my girl here likes it dirty.”

“So dirty.” Without warning, my body seizes, an orgasm coming out of nowhere. I clench and pulse around his fingers, crying out his name.

“Fuck, Avery. You are so damn hot.”

I sink back against him, my body shaking with the aftershocks, but still so needy. I’m nowhere near being done. I spin around, pulling at his zipper, yanking his pants to the floor.

Then we’re sinking to the floor together, so impatient we can’t even make it past the entryway.

Finn leans back, grabbing my hips and settling me over him. I grit my teeth at the feel of his hot, hard cock pressing against my pussy. My hips jerk, rubbing myself against him, feeling my juices coat him with slickness.

He groans. “Driving me wild. Need you.”

Grabbing my face, he hauls me down against him, threading his fingers through my hair and kissing me with even more urgency. “Condom,” he grits out, reaching for his discarded pants.

He comes up with one and hands it to me, his hands going back to my tits, kneading and squeezing them as I go back to grinding against his cock.

I rip it open, then lift my hips, taking his thick shaft in my hands between us. I wrap my fist around it and pump him a couple times, loving the way he groans, so vocal, giving himself over to the pleasure we’re sharing just as much as I am.

After I roll the condom on, I rub him back and forth over my entrance. “So big,” I murmur, excited to have the magnificent, massive cock inside me.

“All the better to fuck you with.” Finn smirks as he throws my words back at me.

I bite my lip, drawing out the moment as his hands trail down from my tits to my ass, his hands gripping my hips tightly. Then he takes control, slamming me down on his cock with such force that I scream his name.

I sit on him, breathless, our eyes locked together as firmly as our bodies, taking him in for a moment before I begin to move.

I tilt my hips and grind my clit against him. Finn lifts me up and slams me down again. So hard. So good. We fuck each other with abandon, letting our bodies rule. As we give each other everything, biting and clawing and fucking like we can’t get enough, I feel my orgasm building. Stronger than the last one that took me over from out of nowhere.

“I’m about to cum,” I say.

Finn reaches down and flicks my clit with his thumb, and I careen right over the edge, clamping down on his cock as I cum. So hard.

A strangled moan escapes his lips as he swells up inside me, throbbing as he releases his own pleasure in hot jets.

Collapsing on his chest, my hair splayed out everywhere, I try to catch my breath. My heart thunders against his while he traces his fingers up and down my spine.

Finally, I push back up and look at him, biting my lip. “Now what?”

He arches his brow. “Ready to go again so soon?”

That’s not what I mean, but I’m surprised to find that I am. I feel like I could do this forever and it still wouldn’t be enough.

He smirks as if he knows what I’m thinking. “Yeah, me too.”

I grin back. “Good thing. I don’t think you realized just what you were getting into tonight. I’m insatiable,” I wink teasingly.

“I think I knew exactly what I was getting. And it’s even better than I expected.”

He pulls me back down to kiss me, slowly this time. It’s even better than I expected too. And when we finally make it to the bed and do it all over again, it’s even better than before. And even better the next time. And the next. And the next.





Tatum & Evan





45





Tatum





“Oh my god, Tatum, do you see that?”

“What?” I turn in my seat, trying to see what my best friend Ana is gawking at.

“That’s Finn Turner sitting over there. He is so hot. I’d totally do him.”

I roll my eyes. “I’m sure you would, Ana.” It’s no secret that Ana loves sex. I’m just not sure I can get down with how casually she treats it. She says that’s because I don’t know what I’m missing.