I scrunch my nose as the smell of the subway had hit me once again. I looked at the window down in front of me as we were underground almost to a stop.
I then felt his hand place on my bare thigh. I decided to wear black leather skirt today with a nice white top.
I looked to my left now facing him. His side profile always drew me to him. The way his lips were perfectly parted from each other when they rested. His eye lashes had to be one of my favorite features of his face. Well of course nothing can compare to his eyes.
I smiled to myself as I still couldn't believe a man like him was sitting beside me.
I faced forward again as I sat back. I felt his thumb graze back and forth on my thigh.
A part of me was excited but the other was anxious about where we were going.
"Where are we going?" I tried to get an answer this time.
"I told you, it's a surprise." Is all he said.
I stuck with that answer as I figured that's all I was going to get out of him. I let out a soft sigh and I looked forward.
There was no point in asking again, this whole ride I've been trying to get the answer but he just wouldn't budge.
I eventually gave up.
I then tensed up as I felt his broad hand slowly move up my thigh. I looked down at his hand that had rings displayed on four different fingers and a cross tattoo in between his thumb and index finger. Slowly his hand moved closer and closer to me.
My eyes widened at his actions when I realized what he was trying to do.
I shifted in my seat slightly hoping he would remove his hand. But I was still in his hold.
My breath began to catch up to me as I realized he wasn't going to stop there. I looked towards him as I saw a smirk forming on his lips.
"This isn't the surprise is it?" I tried to tell him.
I could now hear myself breathing trying not to fold right now.
I shook my head as I closed my eyes.
"Not right now." I breathed out.
"Mhm."
I looked back forward as I tried to see if anyone could see us. There were only people far down to our left as we were placed in the back of the subway.
I placed my left hand on the side of my skirt trying to keep him from lifting it.
I felt my thighs start to ache as I realized I wasn't going to be able to stay here any longer.
He squeezed the top of my thigh.
His fingers finally met up to both my thighs, he slowly placed two fingers on the thin fabric I only had on underneath.
I let out a hiss as I couldn't believe he was doing this right now.
I felt him lean towards me as I could feel his breath hitting my neck. His breaths were slow as mine rapidly. I tried my best to keep silent but him breathing on me was not making this any better. Goosebumps formed onto my neck.
"We can't-"
"You're wet." He whispered into my ear as I knew a smirk was formed.
I let out a small whine trying not to make much noise.
I'm going to get him back later for this.
I then let out a heavy breath as the subway came to a complete stop. We stood up immediately as he grabbed my hand and interlocked them together. He pulled me toward the opening doors as I tried to keep up with him.
That's when I realized we weren't finished with what we were doing. My thighs were now aching more than ever. I tried to balance myself on my two feet as I could barely walk right now.
I noticed we were heading towards a restroom. We quickly made our way to it.
When we got there he then turned around as he was now facing me and smiling deviously down at me.
He pushed himself back, opening the door.
A smiled formed onto my face as I thought we are both crazy for doing this in a subway station. More certainly a bathroom.
When we were both in there he quickly close the door and brought his hand down my side as he reached for the lock behind me.
We heard the click and I could now hear him breathing heavily. He placed his hands on my hips as his face immediately dug into my neck.
His hands then found their ways to my thighs with him lifting me and pinning me against the door.
With me cradling him, he had a firm grip onto my thighs. He placed nibbles onto my neck probably going to leave a mark later.
I let out a giggle as he carried me onto the sink counter so he could set me down.
I titled my head to give him more space, he grunted as he placed more sloppy kisses onto my neck.
I grabbed a fist full of his soft hair as his face was buried into my neck. He then let out louder breaths and grunts as his head tilted back slightly.
I looked up to the ceiling, eager to do this once again. I felt his two hands slide up both of my thighs, I hissed as his cold rings touched me.
With his hands up my skirt he gave a tight squeeze on my ass.
We then both froze as we were startled by a loud banging against the door.
I gasped loudly as he quickly covered my mouth with his hand. I made eye contact with him not knowing what just happened.
"I know you two are in there! Open the fucking door."
He was now looking at me very seriously.
I recognized the familiar voice and I could tell by his facial expression that he knew too.
"Come on we know your in there." Another familiar voice called out.
Shit. If anyone finds out I'm messing around with him I'm dead.
"You're so fucking stupid." He told me.
"I'm stupid? You're the one who brought me here you asshole-"
He put his index finger up to his lips as a sign for me to not say a word. I rolled my eyes and nodded as I understood.
His eyes were on me and he wasn't saying a word. He was concentrating on me like he was thinking.
"Fuck."
