Page 7 of Hold ‘Em Tight (Solidarity Academy #4)

CHAPTER SIX

I t’s been a few days since Mateo came stumbling into the house, looking like he went a couple rounds with a grizzly bear.

Seeing him so broken and defeated nearly killed me. But it helped me slip out of my own depression, which had sunk its claws into me.

Honestly, if it wasn’t for Trevor being as amazing as he is, I know I’d be lost to my own pain by now.

He’s the life raft keeping me afloat, while I try to cope with everything that's going on.

I’ve been so caught up in my own misery, I’ve been neglectful to my other men. And that's not fair of me. They deserve me equally, but it's hard when I’m shattered into a million pieces, being held together by tape and cheap glue.

A part of me has been keeping my distance because I feel guilty not sharing the news about the baby.

I just can’t bring myself to tell them when they’re still dealing with their own troubles. And after seeing Mateo hit rock bottom the other night, now is not the time to throw something so life changing at them.

Right now, my plan is to let Trevor take care of me and the baby, so I can use my time to take care of my men. We’re a family, right? We need to depend on each other.

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.

I can feel the shift in the room, in Donny’s demeanor. He groans against my neck, biting hard before shoving my shirt up.

I’m not wearing a bra, so he wastes no time latching onto my breast. He sucks so hard that the bite of pain has my pussy gripping his cock as it turns into pleasure.

Donny lets loose, fucking into me roughly, like he can’t get enough of me. Like he needs to consume every inch of me.

I fucking love it. I cling to him as my moans of pleasure fill the room, mixing with his sexy grunts and growls.

Every thrust of his hips has my head spinning, his pubic bone pressing against my clit. He fucks me hard and deep, the tip of his cock hitting my sweet spot over and over.

I can feel my arousal dipping down his dick. I’m so fucking wet for him right now.

“Yes,” I chant. “Yes, Donny, baby, you feel so fucking good.”

“Mine,” he grunts, biting my breast hard enough to leave a mark, before going to the next one.

This is the type of behaviour I expect from Mateo, but seeing my sweet, silly man come apart like this both excites me and has me worried.

This moment feels like so much more than just sex. The guilt causes tears to fill the back of my eyes, because I’ve been so distant from this man, despite knowing what he’s like. Knowing the fear he has from his past.

Pulling his mouth away from my skin, I bring his face to mine, capturing his lips in a kiss. I pour all my love for him into it, pleading that he knows just how much I care about him. How much he means to me.

“I love you,” I whisper against his lips. “I love you so much, Donny.”

The feral look in his eyes seems to soften at my words. “I love you too,” he croaks. “My heart.” He thrusts. “My world.” Another thrust. “My everything.”

The coil inside me snaps. My spine arches, and I slam my eyes shut as I toss my head back. I cling to him, my lips parting as my release floods me in waves.

My pussy grips his cock, demanding his release.

He rewards me, moaning my name as he shudders on top of me, his cock jerking inside me as he fills me with thick ropes of cum.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he groans, as he finishes the last of his orgasm with tiny thrusts of his hips, before collapsing on top of me, careful not to crush me with his weight.

Donny nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck and sighs, like the weight of the world has been lifted off his shoulders, even just for this moment.

I lay there, my arms wrapped around him, running my fingers through his hair, as I let the buzz of my high consume me for as long as I can.

After a short stretch of comfortable silence, he whispers, “Thank you.”

“For what?” I kiss the side of his head.

“I needed that,” he admits, and my heart breaks. “Not the sex. Well, I mean, the sex was amazing. It always is with you.” He chuckles softly. “But… the connection."

I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to keep myself from crying.

“I’m sorry.” I hold him tighter. “I’m sorry I’ve been distant.”

“Don’t be,” he insists, kissing my neck. “We’ve all been dealing with this shitshow in our own way.”

“But we’re a family.” I sigh. “We shouldn’t be dealing with this alone. That’s what family is for.”

He pulls back, his eyes filled with vulnerability. “Yeah?” he asks, hope thick in his voice, and I know I need to pull myself together for my men.

“Yeah.” I smile, nodding.

The grin he rewards me with has my heart nearly bursting.

“Good. Because there was a reason I came in here.”

I give him a cheeky grin. “Came in here?” I clench around him. “Or in the room.”

“Both,” he groans, shuddering in pleasure. “But I’ll gladly cum in here any time, baby.” He rolls his hips. I toss my head back with a laugh, feeling the first bit of genuine happiness in too damn long.

“So, what was it you wanted to tell me before we went at it like animals?" I ask, raising a brow.

“Right.” He nods, then grins again. “We’re going on vacation.”

“We are?” My brows furrow together.

“Yup. Florida, to the hotel to be exact. We’ve been wallowing around here for far too long, and Robin thinks a change of scenery and some time away is just what we need.

After Mateo’s suicide mission the other day, I’m inclined to agree.

So, I called up his mom, and she talked to your mom, and they set everything up.

How does relaxing on the beach, in the sun, and being with family sound? ”

My heart warms and I nod. “I think I’d like that.”

“Perfect.” He beams, pressing a quick kiss to my lips. “Now, get that sexy ass up and start packing. I’m gonna go tell the rest of the guys.” Despite his words, he doesn't move to get off me, but his face shifts into a frown. “Nevermind.”

“Donny,” I squeal as he wraps his arms around me, lifting me off the bed. “What are you doing?”

“You don’t think I'd just pump and dump you, do you?” He scoffs. “I gotta clean my Cherry girl up.”

He starts to shuffle us across the room, his cock still buried inside me. His pants drop around his ankles and I laugh harder when I see his sexy toned ass flexing with every movement in the mirror.

The moment is absolutely ridiculous, but totally perfect. I laugh so freely and hard that my stomach cramps.

He walks us into the shower, and doesn’t pull out of me until I’m sitting on the bench.