||THE GHOST TRAIN|| 18+

It's You Again

It rained heavily, gushes of water running down the windows blurring the outside. The cloudy sky had quickly darkened the car, the momentary lightning flashing my eyes. I shivered each time thunder roared while he roughly kneaded my breasts, biting and kissing at neck so animalistically. It was so cold that my body exhumed heat onto him.

"Uhh," I moaned softly into his ear, my breath hitching as he roamed his warm hands behind my back in a tight embrace. I loved the exclusive attention. I loved being held. I loved being desired. I loved being so wanted. I melted under his grasp, sinking lower and lower under him while I grabbed his shirt for support. I opened my eyes dazed and bit his earlobe gently so that I was contributing to the foreplay at least a little bit. But I enjoyed receiving so much, each time I thought about reciprocating, my own pleasure began to subside. It was either him or me. And I chose me. I loosened my hold around him and lay back onto my selfishness, enjoying every single touch that was building into something bigger and better. He kissed up my jaw before burying his face into the other side of my neck again. Some slippery oozed out of me in a mini climax. I think my head began to clear up a little bit post orgasm because my heart began racing as I slowly took in my surroundings. 

The rain, the darkness, the touches, the sounds, the sensuality, the risk reminded me the last time I felt this way before.

Ezra. 

God, why couldn't I just forget about him and move on?

I was so annoyed with myself because at his reminiscence, all the mood drained out of me. Instead, I felt something else, quite the opposite of what I was supposed to be feeling... like disgust. I missed him so much. I wanted to see him. I wanted him instead. My legs wrapped around him like a tight lock as if I was afraid he was gonna slip away again.

And then I cried onto his shoulder.

He stopped what he was doing and rose up from my neck, looking into my eyes.

"What's wrong?" my boss asked, concerned.

Flustered, I made up an excuse for the way I was. "I'm- I'm scared. I've- I've never done this before."

He stared at me in a way that I panicked for a second if he could see through the lies written inside my eye sockets. But how would he fucking know? I'm still so bad at making out and I'm sure he was convinced.

"Shit, I'm sorry." He got up awkwardly and scratched his head. "You looked so ravishing, I had no idea how innocent you were."

Flattered and nervous, I muttered out a sorry.

"No, it's fine," he put his hands on the steering wheel and began driving. Did the road empty just now? There wasn't any honking from behind either. It was as if the traffic had cleared just on time. I was glad he didn't make a big deal out of this except for a slight uncomfortableness between us. The tension wasn't his fault though, it was me overthinking it and being stiff. I adjusted my dress embarrassed while he drove us to oblivion. I wanted to read the room so I looked at him one more time to take a guess what was on his mind. There was a slight smile at the corner of his lips and he seemed very relaxed.

Heh. He's not bad.

I couldn't help but smile a little too because he seemed so chill. The rain ceased a little bit but the sky was still dark. That's cuz its probably way past seven now. I turned my head the opposite way to look out of the window even though the glass pane was blurry wet from the outside. I could see the reflection of his side view and I decided to admire him from there instead and not stare creepily at him all the time. I still couldn't believe my intuitions about him were right. I mean, yeah he's a millionaire or billionaire or whatever aire, I just didn't expect him to do the actual dirty in real life. Don't get me wrong, it was expected and pretty obvious because he's such a horny fuckboi according to how the media represents him and I was prepared for anything like that to happen. He's done this a million times before. But... I just... I just didn't expect it to really happen. I didn't expect myself to be so right. He's hot though not gonna lie. I liked his presence already even though he was a supposed douchebag.