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Blaze grips my hair in his hand, much like I did to him, and I know he won’t be gentle. The thought has me excited, my pussy pooling with wetness all over again.

I wrap my mouth around him, flicking my tongue as I put just the tip inside, fisting my hand around the base. Then I flatten my tongue, taking him as far as I can, opening my throat for him.

He lets out a feral growl and thrusts hard, taking my mouth, getting his pleasure from me. I fucking love it. I continue to work my mouth up and down in time with his frantic thrusts, satisfied when I feel him begin to thicken and swell.

But then he pulls me off his cock with a loud pop and flips me over in one fluid motion until he’s flat on his back and I’m straddling him.

He hands me a condom with a quirk of his brow. Without words, he gives me the control. This strong, wild man letting me be in charge of what happens next.

I rip it open, staring at his dark, dark eyes as I roll it down over his length. And the mood shifts. It’s not as frantic, as needy.

I go slow, lowering myself down over him until he fills me completely. His hands grip my hips, his fingers digging in tight like they did last night on his bike. We both breathe hard with the sensations rolling through our bodies. A tremor shakes me as I feel him twitch within me.

It spurs me into action, and my hips begin to move, slowly at first, savoring the feeling of his cock dragging up and down along my inner walls. It doesn’t take long for my need to rise up again, and soon I’m moving faster, racing toward the finish line, needing desperately to cum on this man’s magnificent cock.

He chuckles, and I meet his eyes. “Knew you wanted a ride, baby,” he says.

I laugh teasingly and echo his words from last night. “Just grip it between my legs, right?”

He waggles his eyebrows, then pulls me down toward him for a bruising kiss that I feel searing its way through my entire body.

Then we’re moving together, panting, desperate. And when I ride right over the edge, he follows right behind, his body quaking as hard as mine with the intensity of our climaxes.

We collapse in a heap, a tangled mess of limbs, and I can’t remember a time when I’ve ever felt so content. Excited about the future of my job. But just as excited to find out what’s in store for Blaze and me.

I laugh as a thought crosses my mind.

“What?” he murmurs into my hair.

“I had no idea last night that I was about to get my own train sex fantasy come true.”

“Train sex?”

I tell him about Adrienne, and he laughs. “I thought you were pretty worked up last night on the train, but I had no idea.” He flips me over and pins me underneath his hard, inked up body. “I can totally make that a reality.”

I bite my lip, then lose myself in the barrage of kisses he assaults me with.

Oh yeah, I think there is a whole lot of train sex in my future.

Zander & Madison

Zander

The sounds.

The smells.

The slightest movements.

I take them all in. But no one has any idea that I’m aware of every single detail of what’s going on around me. I sit in the corner of the car on the 6 Train, somewhat hidden by the dim light from the blown bulb. I chose my seat here purposely. Everything I do is with purpose.

It’s how I’ve been trained. Even though I’m not active duty anymore, everything I learned as a Navy SEAL is still part of me. Probably always will be. Especially if I end up staying in Manhattan.

So when the dude with the bike rolls right onto the 6 Train,

I’m on high alert. What the fuck is this asshole doing? Every nerve in my body is coiled tight, ready to spring into action.

But I give no indication. There are only a handful of people on the train right now, and if something is about to go down, it will be up to me to make sure no one gets hurt.

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