This isn’t something I do often, and we won’t stay like this. I just need to feel her. She’s so wet, so warm, so inviting. I fit inside her perfectly, sheltered snugly. Holland is everything I hoped she would be. She sighs and I chase it, closing my mouth over hers, kissing her hard. We’re on each other’s tongues, the mix of us is a flavor I will crave for the rest of my fucking life. I begin to move, circling my hips slow, but penetrating deep. She moans, ripping her mouth away from mine. Her fingers slide down my back, clutching my ass, urging me to move faster. The sharp bite of her nails feels so damn good, I almost give in. Almost. This is my show. I’m the ringmaster. I pull out and push myself off the bed. I’m going to have to do something with those roaming hands of hers. She watches me, her lips parted in surprise, confusion clear on her beautiful face, as I open the top drawer of my nightstand.
