Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
The cock she had stroked earlier beckoned her forward. It bobbed, as if begging her to wrap her lips around its head. Her mouth watered as she undid her pants and pushed them and her panties to the floor, where she too kicked her shoes aside.
Holly and Christian stood there, in the small sleeper car, naked as the day they were born. The sexual tension in the room was so thick, Holly felt like Christian was a mile away from her.
“The bed is a pull-out,” he said, and then laughed.
Holly shook her head. “Sit down.”
He did as she suggested. Holly walked toward him, and he placed his hands around the back of her thighs, pulling her closer. Christian kissed her stomach and then looked up at her. “Stand on the cushions.”
Christian helped Holly place one foot on each side of his legs. She held onto the top bunk; thankful it was closed, otherwise it would have seriously hampered what she imagined was about to happen. When he kissed the apex of her thighs, her legs quivered. Christian parted her lips and nuzzled her. He swiped his tongue from her center to her bud and then flicked his tongue. Holly’s legs shook as a feeling of ecstasy started to slowly build between her legs.
Christian chuckled lightly.
“Hold still.”
He licked her again, up and down and then once more, before his mouth settled on her clit and his finger entered her pussy.
“Oh, fuck.”
“We’re going to, babe. Give me a second to taste you.”
Tasting her was what he did. Christian sucked, nibbled, and told her to put her pussy on his face so he could soak up as much of her as possible. Her fingers hurt from hanging onto the bed above, but nothing compared to the ache between her legs.
Holly wanted Christian. She’d wanted him for years, but right now, in this moment, she realized just how much she’d yearned for his touch where it mattered the most.
She let go and dropped to her knees. His cocked jumped when it rubbed against her wetness. Christian wiped his mouth and looked into her eyes. “There’s so much that needs to be said.”
Holly shook her head and gripped his dick. It didn’t go unnoticed that her fingertips couldn’t touch her thumb. Christian was thick and long, and she think about was how she wanted to milk him dry. Her hand stroked him, spreading his pre-cum around the head of his cock. “Do you have a condom?”
He held his hand up and showed her the square packet. Before she could take it from him, he ripped it open with his teeth and slid the rubber over his throbbing cock. Christian leaned back and beckoned Holly.
Holly rose and guided Christian to where she needed him. She sank down slowly, letting him go deeper and deeper until he filled her. She was instantly overcome, not only by the size of him, but also by the feeling that this was something she’d long for since high school. It felt like she’d finally come home.
“Oh, fuck,” they both said at the same time. Christian gripped Holly’s hips, and then she moved. She started slowly and rose until his cock was almost completely out of her and then down she went, taking him in, inch by inch. He let her work him, while he lavished her breasts with attention. He lapped, nipped, and sucked on her nipples as her hips rocked forward. Christian held her head in his hands and kissed the fuck out of her. He caught every moan, mewl, and curse word that tumbled from her mouth.
seven
Christian
Christian only had one condom, and he wanted to make sure he put it to good use. He picked Holly up and then set her gently down on her back. The so-called couch wasn’t exactly wide, but it would do. He set one knee on the padded seat and lifted her leg, placed it on his shoulder. She never took her eyes off him and when he moved closer to enter her again, she surprised the hell out of him when she reached between her legs and spread her lips for him. Holly looked at where his cock toyed with her and watched as Christian slid in and out of her. Her head fell back, and she let out an “Oh, God.” Each sound that came from her spurred him on. If it wasn’t a sigh, it was a gasp or a whimper followed by a demanding “more” or “harder”. He gave her everything he had, right there in that sleeper car, and didn’t hold back out of fear he may not see her again.
He held onto her leg as he thrusted into her. Christian groaned and threw his head back when she said, “I’m coming”. His impending orgasm was there, on the brink or dumping his hot seed into the rubber, but he fought it. Christian was far from done, far from showing them what they’ve missed. When he felt his balls tighten, he cursed and looked away from Holly. Maybe if he didn’t see her perfectly round tits moving up and down each time he pounded into her, he’d be able to starve off the eruption building in his balls.