On the train (Closed for celestialdragon)

She had to bite her tongue now, still fighting the waves of pleasure, and she squirmed again, trying to get him off.

But it felt so good. . .
 
Still breathing deeply, she keeps calm and lets this strange man continue to finger her, shocked and angry.
 
She continued to moan and whimper softly against her will, her body betraying her. Unable to get him off, she remained still, although little shivers passed through her traitorous body.
 
A large shiver passed through her body as he sped up and kissed her neck. She was already approaching climax, she could tell by the way her lower lip quivered.
 
Biting hard on her lower lip, she came pretty much silently, feeling her juices flow over his fingers and she grabbed the railing, making sure she doesn't fall. Her eyes were closed.
 
She shivered and continued to hold onto the railing. "I couldn't help it," she whispered, finally able to speak.
 
Lexi stood there in shock, and hurried off on her stop, needing to curl up on the couch with some cocoa and Star Trek: Next Generation.

She got home and started making the cocoa, humming softly to herself.
 
Her cell phone rang, and it was a number she didn't recognize. She picked it up. "Hello, this is Lexi," she said politely, sipping her cocoa.
 
She froze. It was the guy from the train.

"That was technically rape, sir," she hissed. "It doesn't matter if I enjoyed it."
 
Her mind froze, and she was speechless. He knew her name, her phone number, and where she lived. This wasn't safe for her. She attempted to say, "NO", but what came out was a coughing fit.
 
"You can come up ONLY if you'll tell me what the hell you're thinking of doing the moment you're up here," she said with a snarl.
 
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