Free The Billionaire's Desire by Ashley Blake Page B

side, still holding onto the sink as he grazed the outside of my panties
with his fingers.  I sucked in a quick breath as he slid a finger inside my
drenched panties.  His lips created a trail of kisses down the soft skin behind
my ear as he found my clit.  I moaned as I leaned back into his muscular
build.  He pressed his hardened length against my backside as he wrapped his free
muscular arm around my waist pulling me even closer to him.  His hips moved
against me as he massaged my nub in small circles.  I let out a loud moan as he
slipped a finger inside my warm opening.  He hips gyrated against me as his
fingers increased their pressure on my nub.  My body responded by pressing back
into his hard length in between my cheeks.  Our clothes created a barrier but I
could feel every inch of him.  He pressed his finger deep inside of me,
stroking my walls and reached up with the hand wrapped around me to pinch my
nipple through my blouse.  He ran his tongue along my exposed neck and I
couldn’t hold back any longer.  I came hard and let out a moan that I was sure
the whole train could hear.  I leaned back against him as I shuddered, unable
to move.
                A few seconds later as I was
still catching my breath, he leaned down over my shoulder to whisper in my
ear.  “You were everything I had hoped and more.”  He then pulled himself
together, gave my cheek a light kiss and exited as quickly as he had entered. 
                I stood there dumbfounded at
what had just happened.  He awakened feelings in me that I hadn’t experienced
in a long time.  I couldn’t wear my wet panties so I took them off.  I was
cleaning myself up when I had a panicked thought.  What if the whole train
heard me?    Please let me be able to go back to my seat unnoticed.  I
didn’t know what I would say to him when I walked out.  I felt extremely
embarrassed because I had never done anything like that before.  It just
wasn’t who I was.  I straightened my jacket, took a deep breath and opened the
door.  He was nowhere to be seen.  I breathed a sigh of relief.  It was just as
well.  I wouldn’t have known what to say.  No one seemed to look up as I
returned to my seat so I was happy about that. 
                A little while later, I was
engrossed in a mergers and acquisition report for a big meeting that day when I
heard a deep voice directly behind me.
                “You’re going to miss your
stop.”
                The voice startled me and I
turned to see the handsome stranger waiting for me to stand up.  I glanced out
the window and saw that we were just pulling up to the downtown stop.  Where
did he come from?   Flustered, I quickly put the report away and fumbled as
I gathered my things.  I felt him watching me and it threw me off.  My cheeks
were burning and my hands were a little shaky.
                As I stood up and proceeded
down the steps I could feel him behind me.  My heart was pounding.  We had to
wait for the crowd from the first level to exit before we could get out.  It
suddenly occurred to me that he knew my stop.  Had he been watching me also?  As we exited the train car, I turned to say I don’t know what to him
about what had happened in the bathroom but he disappeared into the crowd.  I
felt a twinge of disappointment as I stood on tiptoe trying to spot him in the
crowd ahead of me.  Oh well, at least this would give me time to figure out
what I would say to him when I saw him again.
                As I hurried to work, my heels
clicking on the pavement and the cool, early morning summer breeze blowing
through my hair, I tried to put the gorgeous stranger out of my mind but it was
hard.  I replayed the bathroom scene in my head over and over.  I felt like a
giddy teenager and was completely wrapped up in the fantasy of how we would
have perfect children and a perfect life in our perfect mansion when