I'm Holding On

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to him.
    I lean up enough to take my shirt off and toss it to the floor. “I want to feel your skin against mine,” I say. His eyes go straight to my breasts that are spilling out of my lacy, black bra.
    “Bryn, I don’t know if I can stop.”
    “We will, please.” My words come out urgently , driven by the pent up longing that has weighted me down.
    Leaning over, he unhooks my bra that fastens in the front and slowly opens it before working one of my arms through the strap. I lean up a little, and he slides it out from behind me.
    The throbbing between my thighs intensifies as I watch his gaze take in the sight of my nipples, which are already stiff from the anticipation.
    “You’re so damn sexy, Bryn, and this view is spectacular.” He lays his body back on top of me, and I close my eyes, relishing in the feel of his fiery skin against mine.
    Groaning, he ardently swirls and drags his tongue down my neck and onto my chest as his body slithers farther down mine. A strong hand grips my bare waist, a moist tongue twirls around my nipple, and a burst of delight surges to the apex of my thighs.
    Whimpering, I dig my fingers into his contoured shoulders, my impetuous behavior leading us only deeper into the throes of bliss. He groans louder and takes my breast into his mouth, sucking and tugging on my nipple with his teeth. My body wants him in it and instinctually lifts up against him.
    He releases my breast and slides back up near my ear. “Try to relax and enjoy what I’m doing to you. I could make you feel even better in other places,” he whispers before running his tongue along the outside of my ear.
    “ Drew, I’ve wanted you for so long.”
    He plunges his eager tongue into my mouth, showing me his appetite is as strong. We’re a furnace of heat as our tongues lash and our bodies writhe against each other’s.
    My nails drag down the length of his back, causing him to kiss harder and groan louder. Through his thin athletic shorts, his erection pushes right between my legs.
    Abruptly, he releases my mouth and buries his head into the curve of my neck. He’s stopping us, and I can’t say with certainty that I would have.

Drew
     
    M y nose is deep in her delicious smelling hair. I pull back some, so I can speak.
    “ I want all of you, Bryn. I want to sink so far into you and run my tongue along every single spot of your body, and I mean every—single—spot, but I won’t do it until you are all mine, and you will be soon.”
    She looks up at me, but her eyes are barely open. I think she wore herself out from squirming underneath me. I have to smirk.
    “What?”
    “You’re worn out, sugar, and I think it’s from all the squirming you were doing.”
    “I know that wasn’t easy for you.”
    “ It was fantastic, and I now have more to fantasize about. Let me lie next to you.” She rolls onto her side, and I hold her while I get situated. I pull her bare back against my chest and cover us with a blanket from off the back of the couch.
    “Drew, I don’t know if I should sleep over.”
    “I don’t want you doing the same thing with him, but I can’t give you up tonight. Please stay like this with me,” I say against her neck.
    She pulls my hand ti ghter against her stomach.
    “ I’ll stay.”
     
    ***
    I shower and take Bryn home around seven in the morning. I think we’re both in a state of shock that something is finally happening between us. I insist on waiting for her to get ready, so I can drive her to work.
    “I’ll hurry,” she says .
    “We’re fine, Bryn. I made sure Mom and Dad were going to be there this morning.”
    “I know, but I have a lot to do today, too.”
    I sit on her couch and run my hands down my face. I keep reliving last night, and I’m so turned on. I’d like nothing more than to get in that shower with her.
    “Bryn, stud boy number two had flowers delivered.”
    I jump when I hear Andrea’s voice. She freezes with her hands up to one of her ears. It appears

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