MIDNIGHT RIDE: An Erotic Tale (D.C. Andrews’ Erotic Tales #58)

She got on the train alone. She never expected to leave dripping, wrecked… and begging to know his name.



Mara was just trying to get home. Midnight train. Trench coat. No panties. What could go wrong?



Everything.



The train car is empty—until he steps on. Tall, dark-haired, leather jacket. He doesn’t sit across from her. He sits right beside her.



He touches her thigh. She tells him to stop.



But her body doesn’t listen.



And when his hand slides between her legs—right there on the train—Mara realizes she’s already too far gone to turn back.



He never tells her his name… not at first.



But after she chokes on his cock, cums on his fingers, and gets bent over a bench seat while trying not to get caught?



He whispers it in her ear like a filthy Jake. Jake Jason.



Strangers? Maybe.

But nothing about this night is random.

Nothing at all.



🚆 Midnight An Erotic Tale by D.C. Andrews is an explosive, filthy public sex fantasy soaked in consensual force, mutual obsession, and twisted slow-burn roleplay that will leave you breathless—and dripping.



This is not just another naughty quickie. This is the kind of story you re-read in the dark, mouth open, one hand buried between your thighs.