We’re holding onto each other. There’s no other way to describe it. Not cuddling but in each other's arms. Literally holding on. Stood up. Naked. My cock between her legs. Her scent rose through the heat of her wetness. Black flesh goosebumped. Nipples hard. The smoulder in her dark eyes mirrored the intensity in my own. She’d arrived literally five minutes before. We’d not seen each other in two weeks and the tension lea...