Midnight Express II

After hanging up, I still gripped my phone tightly, like holding your hand, only then did I feel safe.
The highway was nearly empty at midnight, and traffic was heavy; I couldn't believe I'd see you at four in the morning. But
how could I sleep now? My mind was filled with thoughts of you.
When we rode together, you liked to reach out and let me place my hand on yours, then
interlock , as intimate as if we'd never be apart. When we ate together, you liked to sit side-by-side,
talking softly, occasionally secretly pulling my hand under the table, holding it tightly. When we watched movies, whenever I cried because of
the plot , you would place my hand on your chest, understanding and comforting me. Our hands were so perfectly matched,
as if destined from birth.
"Do you know my hands exist for you?" You cupped my face, kissing my eyes,
my nose, my lips, your slender fingers secretly brushing against my ear, like a metaphor, you searched for everything about me,
from nothing to something, filling the memory cells in your palms. When you gently stroked my spine, I felt a tingling sensation, like being electrocuted
; when you caressed my buttocks, I craved more and more, reaching deep into the earth's core, like fiery magma about
to erupt.
I don't know how many tollbooths we've passed, which one this time, the pulsating road reflecting
my deep longing for you. Will I throw myself into your arms the moment I see you again? Will
tears down my face, soaking your shoulder
? Besides you, my world consists only of a bus carrying me speeding down the highway. Thank you, this
midnight express bus, for bringing me to you.
Finally, "I'm off the interchange," I called you again, my voice trembling slightly.
"Okay, I'll pick you up. Wait for me at the station after you get off."
I sat up straight, hoping the bus had already arrived so I could be the first to get off!
3:50 AM. I got off, and as soon as I did, I saw you. You were sitting on your motorcycle, looking at me with a determined
expression .
Without a word, I got into your car, wrapped my arms tightly around your waist, and pressed my face against the back of your neck.
You quickly drove off and took me to the lab. The door was locked, and you pressed me against the wall, holding me tightly
, and kissed me fiercely: "You're finally here! I want you!" Like a desert yearning for rain, I responded to your
lips and tongue, almost breathless, kissing you deeply again and again. I held you tighter, pressed myself against you, sucked on your
lips, and drank your water: "I missed you so much..." Tears streamed down my face, and I cried.
"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm here."
You released me and led me to a seat.
"Look, this is where I studied and dated."
I wiped away my tears, looked at the books and materials scattered everywhere, and smiled: "It's so messy."
"Look, after you first called me saying you were coming to see me, I couldn't
continue . I've been anxiously waiting for you to come." You pointed to the screen and said to me.
"I couldn't sleep in the car, I kept thinking about you... I wanted to see you soon."
You sat on the chair, hugging my waist and pressing your head against my chest. "We've finally met."
"Yeah, it's been so long."
You buried your face in my chest and looked up at me. I saw love in your eyes. You helped me
take off my coat and scarf, your left hand reaching inside my sweater to unhook my bra. Soon,
I was standing half-naked in front of you. You sucked on my nipples and kneaded my breasts. Your hands
didn't leave my upper body; you carefully caressed every inch of my skin. I closed my eyes, reliving
the tenderness and abandon you gave me. "Mmm..." I responded to your lips and hands; it turned out, my body missed you more than I
had imagined .
You pushed aside the books and documents on the table, ignoring the papers scattered on the floor, and made me sit on your table.
You lifted my skirt, took off my underwear, spread my legs, and knelt down to kiss and lick my pubic area,
where the hottest nectar gushed out. "Ah...ah..." I moaned softly. Your tongue
skillfully teased the wings of my desire, and my waist went numb, almost making me unable to sit still. You steadied me,
took my most private place into your mouth, and then probed with your tongue: "Ah ah..." I grabbed the edge of the table, afraid of falling into
an abyss.
Your fingers joined your lips, teasing and swaying there simultaneously or in turn. "Too much..."
I felt myself floating, blood rushing to where you touched me and to the very top of my head. I couldn't think,
couldn't scream properly, wave after wave of passion shaking my entire body.
Then, two of your fingers entered my body, filling the hollows I had created from longing for you:
"Oh..." You stood up, gently biting my breast, your left hand quickening its pace, entering and exiting my overflowing passage:
"You're mine, you're mine!" With each thrust, you declared my ownership.
You gazed at me tenderly, then kissed my lips again, the stimulation whipping me from above and below. I wanted to leave home,
I wanted to fall, I just wanted to be with you, to have you love me like this.
Suddenly you stopped. "Ah..." I cried out softly, reluctant to leave. "
Get down..." You lifted me off the table, making me turn my back to you, so you could enter me from behind. I
gripped the table, a pile of academic materials and an unfinished first draft of a paper in front of me. I couldn't see you, but
you were right behind me, your fingers deftly entering me, your right hand tightly grasping my breast. "Ahhh..."
I couldn't help but scream, an unconscious beastly cry. My long hair cascaded down, my strands swaying, my
thoughts in turmoil. Where was this? Our lost paradise or the ultimate heaven?
There seemed to be footsteps outside the research room. I tensed up with fear. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I'm here,
I love you, I love you so much..."
A higher wave crashed over me, my wings spread open again, facing the wind, restless. "Ah...
Don't stop, don't stop..." I pleaded with you behind me.
"I want you, I won't stop..." Your fingers were my magician, dripping with the nectar of love
, casting spells, fast and slow, slow and fast rhythms, wave after wave of climax, making me raise my hips higher
to welcome you. I am your exclusive stage, please cast your spell on me.
"Ahhhhhh..." The spotlight focused on the highest peak, I reached the end of heaven,
my wings fully extended, dizzy as if I had died once, my legs went weak, and I knelt down. You held me
tightly kissing my cheek. I didn't realize two tears had streamed down my face. You kissed them away
and whispered, "I love you so much, you're mine..."
I had no strength left to speak. I slumped against you, like a stream flowing into the ocean
. I love this moment. You possess me, I belong to you, and the whole world consists only of you and me.
Under the table in this small research room, no one could separate us.
You took your coat and draped it over me, and we just hugged each other without speaking, until the sky outside the window gradually
brightened, until dawn broke, until I had to leave.
I love you, with my body and soul! The midnight express train carried me to you, and in this long night,
I wanted you to remember how much I loved you.

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