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Hold Her Close

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Oh fuck, it’s better than I remembered. His arms come around me, locking me in place, and it feels so impossibly right. Just like I hoped that it would but also like I hoped that it wouldn’t.

It doesn’t make sense for us to fit like puzzle pieces when we just stumbled into each other out of the blue. Just two people who happened to be in the same place, at the same time. Things like that don’t just happen.

And yet, as his body presses against mine in all the right places, just like it did the first time, I know before the words leave his mouth that neither of us just wants to kiss. It’s too much, all at once, after not seeing each other and not knowing if we ever would again. So many days of longing, of thinking this, right here, would be impossible, that it would remain just a memory and fantasies. Now, to finally be in his arms, there’s no way to stop the flood of desire.

“More?”

“More,” I manage to gasp out.

The cushions that are on the ground make more sense now as we move together, utterly lost in each other. It’s so easy to get tangled with him, hands sliding up my thighs so my dress rides up around my hips and higher.

Jon’s mouth is on my neck, exploring, and I’m reaching deeper for him. I find the buckle on his belt and work it loose before tossing the belt aside. In the club there was urgency, but it’s not the same now. Right now I feel like if I don’t get him inside me, I’m going to spontaneously combust. I can’t fight the feeling that he’ll disappear from my life all over again.

Yanking open his pants, I reach down into his boxers. I slide my hand down his hard length. He’s hot and straining against the cotton boxer briefs. When I rub my palm up and down the swollen head, he moans against my skin. “This wasn’t in the plan,” he says. “I didn’t bring anything.”

“Pull out,” I tell him. There’s no way in hell I’m letting a condom stop me right now.

Jon looks at me, eyes dark with arousal and lust. “You’re sure.”

“Fuck me. Right now.”

He doesn’t wait for me to say it again. Pushing my panties aside and lining himself up with me, Jon thrusts deep in one stroke, and I can’t stop the cry that comes out of me. It’s so good. So perfect. I can’t breathe.

There’s no hesitation in his movements, no restraint. Which is exactly what I need—what we both need. He kisses me again, swallowing my moans as he drives into me again and again. My body remembers this, being stretched open by him. Taken. But it feels different now. Desperate and real.

This is what he wanted in the club when he told me to go faster, and I said no. This heady, unrelenting pleasure. Now part of me thinks that I should have said yes to that because I’m already panting, wrapping my legs around his hips and holding on while he fucks.

Pleasure sings down my spine, rising quicker than I thought possible and spinning between his body and mine. I have an image in my mind: Jon sweaty from victory after one of his fights, dragging me into the locker room and fucking the rest of his energy out into me. Would he be this ferocious? More?

I shiver at the thought, fingers digging into his shoulders. My body is on the edge of bliss, and there’s no way for me to hide it or hold it back. We’re both going over together.

He props himself us and hitches my thigh higher, so now he’s dragging deeper in and out of me, hitting me at an angle that grazes my g-spot with every thrust. His face is red, and his teeth are gritted as he pumps into me furiously. His forehead rests against mine and his hot breath mingles with mine, our eyes locked on each other. Watching his face contort, seeing the exertion in his features is enough to push me over the edge, “Oh, fuck.” The words slide out of me in one long moan as pleasure eclipses everything. I see white, body shuddering and shaking, squeezing down on him while I arch into his body. Delicious, deep, explosive.

Jon is still fucking me hard and raw, and a few seconds later he groans in my ear, the sound nearly feral. He sits up on his knees and strokes his cock, throwing his head back as the first jet of cum splashes hot across my stomach. It’s amazing to watch him come, eyes closed and body taut even through his clothes, shudders wracking his shoulders as he finishes.

He doesn’t speak after, just leans down and kisses me again, softer this time. Even though we were comfortable before, there’s no tension now. Familiarity with each other’s bodies is how we started. I should have known we’d need to break that kind of tension.


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