Unexpected Train Sex With a Stranger, Part 2

So, you remember how I told you about that insane connection on the train? Well, the sequel to that whole adventure train sex thing happened, and honestly, it was even more reckless. I found him again, and the second we locked eyes, that electric tension was back, stronger than before. We didn’t even make it to a proper seat; we just ducked into the empty vestibule between cars, pressing against the cold, rattling doors. The vibration of the tracks hummed right through us as his hands slid under my shirt, and I remember thinking about how anyone walking through to the next carriage could totally catch us. My heart was pounding so loud I could barely hear the announcements, but that just made it hotter. Every stolen kiss and frantic touch felt more urgent because we knew we had maybe ten minutes before the next stop, and the sheer danger of getting caught made the whole thing incredibly raw and intense.