Hunger

Jamie came back often, knocking on Ryan’s door whenever the hunger would get too great for her to bear, but then again, where else could she find such a well-defined; well-hung young man.

“I… I need to see it, taste it, feel it slamming into me again,” Jamie whimpered, as a crimson hue masked across her face. Her own words causing her to look away for a moment before stepping into him and plowing her lush lips over his chest, sucking in the salty taste of his sweat as her arms roped around his firm hot body