Rain-Soaked Temptation

The moment she stepped into the tiny roadside café, dripping wet and cursing the downpour, my cock twitched like it had a mind of its own. Elena was pure fire—tight jeans clinging to her long legs, a soaked white tank top plastered to her full tits, nipples hard and dark against the fabric. Rain hammered the windows as she shook out her dark hair, eyes locking on mine across the empty room. I was the only other customer, nursing black coffee while thunder rolled outside.

“妈的，雨下得像天漏了一样。”她声音沙哑地说着，滑进了离我两个位置的凳子上。雨水顺着她的脖子流进乳沟。“出门没带外套。你是本地人吗？”

I shook my head, pulse kicking up. "Just passing through. Name's Jax. Looks like we're stuck here together."

She smirked, ordering a whiskey neat from the bored barista who then vanished into the back. "Elena. And yeah, stuck sounds about right. You keep staring at my chest like that, Jax, and I might think you're not just being polite."

Heat rushed through me. Her eyes sparkled with challenge, lips parted. The air between us crackled thicker than the storm. I leaned closer. "Can't help it. That shirt's basically see-through now. You're fucking gorgeous."

埃琳娜低声笑了笑，翘起腿，她的大腿在柜台下蹭过我的大腿。“胆子不小。我喜欢。”她抿了一口威士忌，然后放下杯子。她的手落在我的膝盖上，慢慢向上滑去。“雨一时半会儿停不了。这地方也没人。不如我们自己找点热乎的？”

我的鸡巴立刻硬了。“就在这里？”

"Back booth. Now." She stood, tugging my hand, leading me to the shadowed corner. The café's single waitress had disappeared—probably smoking out back. Elena pushed me down first, straddling my lap in one fluid move. Her wet jeans ground against my bulge as she kissed me hard, tongue sliding in, tasting like whiskey and rain.

“操，你好大，”她贴着我的嘴低语，伸手拉开我的拉链。我的鸡巴弹了出来，又粗又青筋暴起，已经流着前液。她用手指圈住它，缓慢而有力地撸动。“嗯，这就是我需要的。”

我呻吟一声，双手滑进她的背心下，捧住那对沉甸甸的奶子，拇指绕着硬挺的乳头打转。她娇喘着拱向我。"再用力点揉，贾克斯。对，就是这样。"

The rain drummed louder, masking our sounds. I yanked her jeans open, shoving them down her hips along with her soaked panties. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips glistening, clit peeking out swollen. She rose up, positioned my cock at her entrance, and sank down in one slick motion.

“哦天哪，它把我撑得真爽，”Elena喘着气，眼睛微颤。她开始上下骑乘，紧致的内壁紧紧裹住每一寸，屁股在我的大腿上弹动。湿漉漉的撞击声充满了小隔间——她的淫水裹满我的蛋蛋，顺着我的大腿往下滴。我向上猛顶，双手抓着她丰满的屁股，轻拍一边臀瓣。

“再用力点，”她央求着，阴蒂抵着我鸡巴根部磨蹭。“操我的小穴，贾克斯。让我在你的鸡巴上高潮。”

I pounded faster, the booth creaking. She bit my shoulder to muffle her cries, tits jiggling against my chest. Her scent—rain, musk, pure lust—filled my nose. I flipped us suddenly, laying her back on the bench, hooking her legs over my shoulders. Now deeper, I drove in, watching her pussy lips stretch around my shaft, cream ringing the base.

"Yes! Right there—don't stop," she panted, fingers digging into my arms. Her body tensed, pussy fluttering. "I'm gonna—fuck, I'm cumming!"

她突然喷出一小股热流，浸湿了我的阴茎和座椅。这景象让我彻底失控。我抽身而出，快速套弄，将浓稠的精液如绳索般喷溅在她胸脯与小腹，听着液体拍打她肌肤的声音发出低吼。

Elena laughed breathlessly, scooping some up with a finger and licking it. "Mmm, salty. Not bad for strangers."

We cleaned up just as the rain eased. She zipped her jeans, gave me a wicked grin. "Next town's about twenty miles. Follow me?"

我点点头，心还在狂跳。"绝不会错过。"