The Mile-Long Club

A scorching encounter on an Amtrak train leads to a night of raw passion, reckless desire, and zero regrets.

I adjusted my earbuds, feeling the rhythmic vibrations of the train beneath me. The evening sun spilled through the large Amtrak window, painting my rugged features with a warm, golden glow.

Usually, traveling alone was peaceful, but today, restlessness simmered within me, a yearning for something more exciting.

Just then, the door at the end of the car opened, and my gaze snapped up. My breath caught as I took in the tall, powerful figure approaching.

Tousled black hair framed a face sculpted to perfection, intense blue eyes scanning the seats until they locked onto mine. He offered a devilishly charming smirk, sending sparks racing down my spine.

"Seat taken?" His voice was deep, smooth, and intoxicating.

I slowly pulled out my earbuds, matching his gaze. "It's all yours."

He settled next to me, his muscular thigh brushing mine.