Page 19 of Hold 'Em Tight

We thought Len was a part of that family, and look where that got us.

Nope. Not thinking about that right now.

It’s summer. And I’ll be damned if I spend two whole fucking months sitting here in my own mind, letting the dark thoughts take hold.

I’m restless and bored.

So when Donny comes bursting into my room like the Kool-Aid man, with a big grin on his face, I know things are about to get interesting.

Fuck me, that’s the first genuine smile I’ve seen on his handsome face in weeks.

“Hey, you.” I laugh, surprising myself with the sound. “You look happy.”

“I know. It’s a shock,” he gasps, before shooting me a wink. This… this is what I need.

“What’s got you all rainbows and sunshine?”

With a devilish smirk, he prowls his way into the room. I laugh when he scoops me up into his arms and spins me around, before laying me down on the bed.

My heart starts to race as he cloaks his body over mine. “Hi, my sweet Cherry pie.”

“Hi, baby,” I murmur up at him, giving him a soft smile, as I brush some of his blond locks out of his face. “I’ve missed you.”

His face softens, his eyes changing into something safe before he rights himself. “I missed you too.” He leans down and presses a kiss to my lips. I moan, loving the feeling of his body against mine.

Adjusting myself, I let him settle between my legs, whimpering when I feel his stiff cock against my pussy. “Fuck,” he groans against my lips, rolling his hips.

I gasp, closing my eyes as I lock my legs around his waist and grind myself against him. My hormones have been insane, turning me into a mess. Half the time I want to cry, the other half I’m a horny little thing.

I’ve touched myself so much lately that I’m starting to wonder if I’ve become a sex addict.

“Donny,” I moan, tangling my fingers into his hair as I hold him to me, kissing him like I haven’t seen him in months.

In a way, it feels like I haven't. Like I’m reuniting with a lost lover.

I haven’t been intimate with any of the guys in a long time. I’ve had lots of chances with Trevor, but I never took them, because a part of me felt like it was a betrayal when my other men were hurting.

I need this. I need him. And the way he’s kissing me, rocking against me like a desperate man, I know he needs it too.

The moment is pure, raw need as we grind together, not bothering to break apart to take off our clothes, like even a second apart is too long.

It doesn’t matter, the friction of him rocking against my clit is everything I need right now. “So fucking good,” I moan, tossing my head back as he sucks and nips at my neck.

“Missed you,” Donny groans. “You taste so good.”

My body hums with pleasure, and every thrust of his hips brings me closer to the edge. “Don’t stop,” I beg him, as I work myself against him more frantically.

“I wouldn't dream of it,” he growls, nipping at my collar bone.

More. I need more. I need him deep inside of me.

Donny marks my body as his own while I reach between the two of us, grabbing at his zipper.

When I get his pants down far enough to pull his cock free, I wrap my hands around his velvety hot shaft. He moans, thrusting his hips forward into my touch. “Need you.”

I’m only wearing tiny sleep shorts and a loose baby sleep top, so it’s easy for me to pull the shorts to the side. Guiding the tip of his cock to my wet entrance, I lock my legs around his hips again, pressing the heels of my feet into his ass, shoving him forward.

“Oh fuck!” I sob out in relief as his cock slides into me, the stretch of him is like fucking heaven.