Torment

Perfect

The purr of the train was the only noise that surrounded the two of us. As we continued to embrace one another I revelled in my newfound warmth. The chill in the air had peaked my nipples and suddenly I couldn't help myself from running my hands across Curtis's back. As I continued the action, his grip tightened around my waist. Leaning upon my tiptoe's slightly I began to kiss gently along the exposed skin of his neck. Soft grunts and mumbles left Curtis's rough lips as I continued to lick, suck and nip down his neck. Feeling brave I removed my hands from his back and gingerly began unbuttoning the first few buttons of his shirt. With more flesh exposed, I continued to trail my kisses down to his collar bones. Needy moans left my own mouth and in a moment of passion Curtis grabbed my chin and pulled my face to his. Our lips crashed together, moving in harmony as our tongues danced.

We had both been starved of intimate human touch for 18 years. Right now, the love we shared, the passion we had concealed and the emotion ripping us apart was driving our desire. Curtis held my hands in his, he began walking forward slowly, backing me towards the piped wall behind me. I followed his lead, stopping as my back touched the cold metal. I let out a gasp, parting my lips wider into Curtis's kiss. I bit down gently on his tongue as he explored my mouth enticing a deep growl from him. He pulled back treating my neck as I had his. I closed my eyes, a stream of moans leaving my mouth as I felt myself becoming wet. Curtis pulled away causing me to open my eyes. I looked up lustfully as his eyes darted across my face. "Is this what you want Hazel?" He asked caringly, running his finger along my jaw as he locked eyes with me. "Yes Curtis, this is all I've ever wanted," I replied nodding. After everything that had happened and with everything that will happen I needed this. I wanted this connection with Curtis. I needed him, I needed to feel him.

Without further hesitation, I tilted my head allowing his finger to easily slip into my mouth. I began sensually sucking his index, moaning at the thought of it being his throbbing member instead. Curtis was obviously thinking the same as a loud throaty moan escaped him. He pulled his finger away grabbing my hips. Carefully he moved his hands up my torso lifting my top as he went and throwing it to the floor. My chest was bare to him. My skin had goosebumps from the cold, but Curtis's touch only exaggerated them. His fingers gingerly traced over my nipples before he began trailing his hands down over my stomach and to the waistband of my jeans. He looked at me one last time before unbuttoning the trousers. He pulled them agonisingly slowly over my hips and down to my ankles. He Gripped my thighs tightly with his large calloused hands, staring at my pantie covered sex. He growled as he hooked his fingers onto them and pulled them down to my jeans. He looked back to my mound, placing a teasing kiss upon it. Now fully naked and exposed to the cold I couldn't help but shiver, the anticipation and icy temperatures heightening my lust. Curtis rose back to his full height looking down at my naked body. I bit my lip, pulling him close once more. Eagerly I began to unbutton the rest of his shirt, in awe I looked down at his chiseled chest. His abs were as a result of years and years of hard, gruelling work and I felt privileged to see them. I looked back to Curtis brushing his lips gently with my own before manoeuvring my hands to his bulge. I moaned as I felt the sheer size of it.

Promptly I undid his slacks pulling his trousers and boxers down in one swift movement. His erection sprung up proudly and I couldn't help but grab it hungrily. I began to pump him slowly smiling at the noises coming from his mouth. I was surprised by our actions, for two people untouched in almost two decades, we weren't doing bad with knowing what the other wanted. Curtis grabbed my hand and stopped me abruptly. He briefly looked around the room before grabbing me by the arse and picking me up. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around him, feeling his manhood against my heat. Curtis carefully shuffled slightly to our right, his trousers still around his ankles. As Curtis stopped I felt him begin to lower my back. He had found a waist-height metal cabinet beside us and carefully laid me upon it. The cold material simply emphasised my horniness, I was ready.

Curtis leant forward over me, trailing his hand down my cheek as he kissed me passionately once more. As he pulled away he traced his hand down my body until it stopped at my cunt. My breath hitched as he lined himself up at my entrance. His piercing blue eyes stared into my own as his fingers toyed at my clit. I let out a breathy moan but was soon shut up as he pushed his length inside me. I gasped, covering my mouth with both hands as I felt him fill me. The pleasure was overwhelming, any pain immediately vanished as pleasurable waves coursed through me. Curtis moved my own hands and covered my mouth with his instead. I continued to moan with every thrust, the feeling of his cock hitting my g-stop was incredible. My eyes rolled back as he slammed into me, his pace was constant and steady and the cold empty room echoed his deep moans. As orgasm after orgasm began to ripple through my body I couldn't help but wrap my legs around him as my body quivered. I was a whimpering mess.

Curtis relentlessly thrust into me, moving his hand from my mouth so he could grip my hips tightly as he edged himself closer and closer with every push. I grasped at his arms weakly, exhausted from my contestant flourishes of ecstasy. "Fuck" Curtis grunted, driving me over the edge as I came once more, gripping his dick tight inside me. "I'm close" he panted, railing me harder and faster, I bit my lip hard, moaning as I felt him cum. As he pulled out he flopped himself over me. My legs were now hanging limply over the cabinet, he was panting, his head laying on my stomach. Taking one final deep breath he stood up, looking at the mess he'd made me. He smirked. Bending down and lifting his trousers back up to his waist.

I was exhausted, my legs were still shaking. As Curtis buttoned his shirt back up he grabbed my roll neck from the floor. He walked back to my side handing me my top and helping me to my feet, my legs still very weak. We chuckled. "That was incredible." I breathed as I pulled my top back down. Curtis smiled bending down and helping me pull my panties and jeans back up to my hips. "It was truly amazing." He whispered, searching my face as he leant forward and kissed me softly. I smiled into the kiss, feeling content for the first time in years. As we pulled apart we immersed one another in a warm hug. "I love you, Curtis," I stated quietly. "I love you too Hazel." He replied kissing the top of my head. With the euphoria now wearing off the cold was becoming more noticeable to the pair of us. Taking his hand, Curtis lead me back to the sleeping passengers. Briefly letting go of me, Curtis bent down and grabbed his coat from the floor before laying it next to mine.

The two of us lowered ourselves down for the night and shared one more kiss before allowing the darkness to swallow us into sleep. Wrapped in Curtis's arms I felt loved, safe and protected. Regardless of the horrors I'd seen and the terror I was bound to face in the next few days, right now everything was perfect.