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I give him a smirk and follow him back to his seat, away from most but still very visible. His gaze was deep on me, my heart racing, waiting for him to speak. “I can’t help but notice you were coming from The Onion, do you dance there?.” I’m not surprised he recognizes me from the club. It has been getting pretty popular. “Well, if you know where I came from, do you need to ask?” I say with a sarcastic tone and laugh in his face. He doesn’t seem to like that and pulls my wrist into the middle of his legs.

Subway Succubus pt 2

“Now listen here, I know what kind of things you girls do there, and I’m looking for someone to take home and do it there. Do I have your attention?” He opens his coat pocket and I see the hundred dollar bills. Am I really this desperate for cash or is it the thought of this attractive man taking me away that’s really getting me excited here. I lean into his ear and whisper “No need to make a scene, I go willingly. The fight happens behind closed doors” I bite his earlobe and sit comfortably next to him. His hand gripping tightly on my thigh, no where for me to run. Leaning over on his shoulder, I ask softly “Do you want to try me out first?”. This leaves him with a puzzled look on his face. I open my legs and move his hand up to my zipper. 

Everything in my body is on fire. Fucking on the subway? What a cliché, is this what I’ve turned in to? “Before you get in there, tell me your name.” A grin creeps along his face and I await his answer. The dark eyes meet mine and he says in such a calm voice, “Stefan.” Knowing his name somehow makes what’s about to happen a little better.  His fingers slowly reaching down my pants, my thighs open for him, I cant take the waiting. I need his touch, I crave it, I’ve never wanted someone this bad. A complete stranger, and he’s about to feel the most intimate part of me….

 

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