“Knock, knock,” he said, smirking as he took slow steps towards me. “Who’s there?” I asked, playing along as I writhed on top of the covers. “Holden.” “Holden, who?” “Hold on tight, baby. I’m about to fuck the soul right out of you, and make you come all over my cock.” Holy shit. He said he’d having me begging and he was right, I was. “Don’t keep me waiting then, soldier.”
