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Once I feel his hand on mine, I remember what matters most.
What I hope will always matter most between us.
We have what Blake calls a ‘second dinner,’ but by the time we have it, it’s well and truly due.
My mind is swimming with possibilities and Blake is so calm about everything, leading me back to the one thing we both want, which he doesn’t waste time on getting to once we’re done eating.
He excuses the stewards and we retire to what I can only describe as a luxury in a miniature compartment, but not so small that Blake suffers any.
It’s more like a five star hotel suite, scaled-down into the size of a slightly smaller than the standard bedroom.
We both fit on the bed and the gentle, rocking motion of the carriage on the tracks is enough to join the dots between our bodies.
In no time the door is locked and the blinds are drawn.
It’s like a new, unspoken ritual between us. We’re alone, we strip and we know what the other wants.
Blake wants me all to himself with no chance of interruption and I only want one thing right now too.
I’m not sure if it’s the woodwork, the decoration of the carriage, but we could very well be home. The chugging of the ancient steam train, the shudder, and rattle of the car… the faint but definite regular sound of the whistle somewhere and the rush of air between the train’s cars as it trundles along.
Home…
That haunted house from just a single day ago, what a lifetime it seems since then.
Blake has that look again like he wants to say something, but he thinks better of it.
“What is it?” I ask him, holding the heavy, embroidered covers back so he can see what he’s about to get.
His low groan drowns out my question, and even the whistle of the train as it enters a long tunnel.
In moments, Blake’s mouth is on mine, his hands everywhere else I want them to be, my own reaching for his hardness in the soft light of the carriage.
“Did you really mean it?” he asks softly, drawing me close as I feel his heat pressing against my own.
“About having kids… our kids?” he adds, his voice breaking with an emotion I instantly feel in my chest.
I nod without thinking about it. “Of course. I always wanted a family… I thought that’s what you-”
But he kisses me so quickly, so deeply that I hardly have time to breathe.
His hardness is inside me as quickly as we can both manage and our bodies work in time with each other yet again, feeling like we never stopped. Like this feeling is forever and everything else is just something that happens in the meantime.
I feel myself rocking against Blake inside me, in time with the motion of the carriage and in time with his own body, when I have the sudden urge to shift positions.
“What is it?” he asks, sounding concerned, but I turn over and moving up onto all fours while reaching behind for him, educate him in my desires.
“Like this…” I gasp, feeling like I need him inside me from behind like nothing else on earth right now.
His strong hands on my hips grip me as he slides back inside me, his own growls of satisfaction, and the intense hardness this position provokes is enough to send me thrusting backward onto his shaft like the pistons on the engine upfront.
“Lois,” he groans, sounding like he’s reached his limit too, but I won’t stop. It’s the most intense feeling yet and I don’t care how long my man lasts. I want to feel him inside me in every position.
Gritting my teeth and swearing again, I can feel a new kind of climax brewing, and I suddenly share Blake’s urgency. That pleasing itch his cock inside me creates, moving so hard and fast gives us both a new level of experiencing each other that I have to smile about.
His growls get deeper and stronger, and his hands knead my ass from behind now, making me call out his name until I’m almost shouting it with each thrust of his magnificent cock inside me.
I can feel my own essence running down my thighs, this position is the hottest one yet and it feels like we’re both coming already… even though I also feel like this party has just gotten started.
“Ugh! Jesus, Lois! I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” Blake moans.
But he doesn’t. He just gets harder and moves faster. Like the train snaking its way through these tunnels.
In and out, in and out, making me gasp harder with each thrust until I think I can’t take it anymore, only to find that I want him in me like this forever…
Once I know neither of us can hold back, it happens.
I know that we’ve just made a new life inside me.
