r 125: No More Solo Trips
again so hard that everything went back.
When I woke up, it was dark outside and 1 was laying in Donald’s arms. He was now wearing a pair of shorts and was bare chesteil. I was in one of lustin’s t–shirts. Damnit, we fucked so hard that I passed out. Eight orgasms in a day. I reached down between my legs, he had cleaned me up but my pussy was so swollen. Gosh, would I be able to handle this man’s crazy high sex drive? I smelled something delicious filling the house, he must have cooked while I was out. I tried to sit up but his arms tightened around me.
“Not yet,” he groaned.
*I want to hold you a little longer.” His words made warmth slide over me. He has had me all day and still didn’t seem to have enough, I pinched my arm to check if I was dreaming but all of these were real.
“Have you heard from Justin?” I asked, relaxing into his chest.
Justin had texted me a few times throughout the day, making sure I was okay and telling me he was thinking about me and that his day was slammed with meetings. It was sweet, I didn’t expect it but it was thoughtful.
“He is on his way back home.” He replied.
“I got a text not too long, ago.” He dipped his head and kissed the top of mine.
“It was amazing spending the day with you.” He said softly.
“I fucking missed you while you were gone, no more solo trips.
“I promised,” I said softly, his words warming me.
I miss you
u too,
“I added.
