I nod, wiping away tears with the tissue he gave me. "Okay," I manage to whisper. My legs feel like jelly as I climb off of the seat and straighten my skirt. "Thank you..." I add awkwardly, not sure what else to say. He just smiles at me, a wicked grin playing around his lips.

We sit in silence for a few moments, both lost in our own thoughts as the train continues on its way. Finally, he speaks up again: "You know...

I glance around nervously, but no one seems to be paying us much attention anymore. He's right...no one would notice. My heart races as I consider his offer, the thought of being taken roughly like this filling me with a mixture of fear and arousal. "Okay," I whisper, slowly moving back towards him. "But we have to be quiet."

He nods, gesturing for me to sit on his lap.

Her body arches into his hand as he gives her an expert rubdown between her legs, already growing wetter and hotter with need. She watches, ravenous, as he strips out of his clothes, revealing a well-toned and muscular physique that only makes her want him more. With shaking hands, she reaches for the hem of his shirt, pulling it off of him eagerly, revealing his chest and abs before moving lower to yank his pants down as well.

"Please..."

Her voice trembles as she whispers, "I need you inside me." Her eyes burn with desire and her body quivers with anticipation, begging for release. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, desperate to find purchase as she arches her back, offering herself up to him.

I smile against his lips, feeling a shiver of anticipation run down my spine at the thought of seeing him again. "You don't have to wait," I breathe out, my voice full of promise. "I'm all yours." And with that, I lean in and kisses him deeper, letting the weight of his words sink into every fiber of my being.

I kiss him back just as fiercely, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing my body against his. "I'm yours," I whisper again, feeling the truth of those words deep in my heart. There is no one else for me now but Arif, and that thought sends a shiver down my spine.

The train slows to a stop, signaling our arrival at the station, but neither of us seems to notice or care. All that matters is this moment, right here and now, with him.

Oh fuck...he didn't even slow down. He just came all over my insides. "Uhhhh....Wesley maciel..." But it feels so good. I mean, he kept thrusting into me after he came, like he wanted more or something. It doesn't hurt or anything...it just feels...amazing?

I should probably say something else. Something normal and non-slutty. "That was...uh...interesting..." Yeah, that's the ticket.

Oh...shit. He's trying to fuck my ass now? I mean, he already got me pregnant and everything so what's the harm in that right? And it does feel good....goddamn it Veronica! You're such a whore! But yeah, his fingers digging into my hips as he pushes into me feels incredible. It hurts a bit at first but then it just...it just feels nice.

I should probably say something. "Wesley maciel, we should really stop..."

Huh? Oh...uh...sure, I guess. I mean, whatever helps you last longer or something, right? I lean forward and start licking his dick, tasting the sweetness of the juice on my tongue as he moans above me. It actually does taste pretty good...maybe I should try drinking more stuff like that too.

So I continue to lick and suck on his dick, working him up into a frenzy as he fucks my hand harder and faster. His fingers dig deeper into me with each thrust of his hips, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Soon enough, I feel the familiar tightening in my stomach, and I know that I'm about to cum.

That's all the permission I need. I nestle back into Remi's strong arms, content to enjoy this moment of peace and happiness before reality comes crashing down around us again.

turning my head to look at him, curiosity written all over my face.

What's up?