"I've been thinking..." Donny begins, as we both walk up to my room, his warm hand holding onto mine with so much tenderness which makes my heart, and my pussy, yearn more for his touch.

"You've been thinking...?" I ask distractedly, being too busy staring into his deep blue eyes. You can't blame me. I can and will never get enough of those eyes. I feel his gaze drop to my lips and I feel this sudden urge to press my lips hard onto his. He looks into my eyes and he must have noticed need in my brown orbs because his pupils dilated making his eyes turn into an intense shade of darker blue, like they always become everytime we're pleasuring each other.

He gulps forcefully, trying to gain some restraint, but fails at it when he, all of a sudden, presses me against my hotel room door, his hands gripping my ass tightly, pulling me flush against himself.

"You need to stop looking at me like that. It drives me crazy with desire which makes me forget everything else around me but you." He growls in my ear, nipping my ear lobe.

My breath hitches as I could feel the tingles all through my body at his proximity.

"Wait, Donny-" My voice comes out in a whimper as he begins to nibble on my ear, placing hot kisses on the side of my neck and going back to my ear lobe.

He hums in response indicating that he's listening but is too busy kissing me to give me a proper reply.

"What were you going to say earlier?" I manage to ask him somehow in my current state of delirium caused by his intoxicating touch.

"Mmm... I forgot. Later..." He mumbles too busy suckling on the base of my neck, definitely giving me a hickey.

A soft moan escapes my lips as he thrusts his hips forward, his very hard and prominent interest pressed against my lower belly, making sheer desire pull at my insides.

Moaning at the feel of him against me, I shamelessly begin to grind against him right there in the hall, for anyone to see the dirty things we are doing to each other.

I can't help it that he's too hot for me to handle. This man has no idea what he does to me. He makes me let go of all of my inhibitions, driving me absolutely crazy with need, want and desire.

But I am not too far gone to give people a live show, no matter how kinky and sexy it sounds, so with much difficulty, I manage to pry myself off him and take his face in my hands, stopping him from trailing open-mouthed kisses along the column of my neck, which is driving me absolutely insane.

He opens his eyes, confused.

I suck in a deep breath to calm my raging hormones but failing miserably, I am able to mutter only two words with great difficulty. "Not here."

Comprehending my meaning, he takes out the card from his back pocket and  swipes it hastily against the lock,  pushing me inside the instant the door opens and without wasting any time he shuts the door close behind us.

"Someone's impatient..." I chuckle but my amusement dies down the moment I saw the predatory look he is giving me right now, as if he can't wait to get his hands on me.

In two long strides he closes the gap between us. We both look at each other for a minute or two and after a moment, something snaps inside the both of us and we are onto each other, ripping each other's clothes off savagely.

He picks me up, making me wrap my legs around his waist. I place my lips on his, pulling his lower lip in between my teeth and biting on it which makes him growl. He walks over towards the bed and throws me on it unceremoniously.

I yelp as I bounce on it and see him crawling over me.

A wicked grin etches onto my lips at his barbaric behaviour as it makes me proud at the fact that I bring out the barbarian in him.

He keeps his eyes locked onto mine and leans backwards, making me confused as to why he is backing off. Kneeling in between my legs, he lets go of me, only staring at me blatantly, taking in all my naked glory

"What?" I ask him clearly having absolutely no idea why he suddenly stopped and what is going on in his mind. I didn't know his next words would make me choke on my own spit.

"Touch yourself." He demands, his eyes glazing with pure and carnal lust with a hint of something else which he hides quickly.

My eyes widen at his such a risqué request which makes me stutter. "W-What!?"

"Touch yourself, Sky." His demand came out quite hoarse this time which is clearly a sign of how turned on he was at the thought of seeing me touching myself while he watches.

Fuck.

Okay. Even I have to admit. That shit is fucking hot as hell and the way he is looking at me right now, makes me feel bold all of a sudden.

Pushing my initial shyness right out of the window, I channel my inner seductress and with a slow smile, I start to trail my pointer finger from my neck, slowly moving down to the valley between my breasts. I circle one nipple and pinch it slightly, making me arch my back slightly at the sensation.

"You want me to touch myself.... Like this, yes?" I say as sensually as I can.

His gaze becomes more hooded, his eyes tracing the path of my hand, too lost in his lust-driven drunken stupor, that he just nods, as he rolls his bottom lip between his teeth. Fuck so sexy...

I bite my lip, waiting in anticipation as my hand moves further down to the place where I was craving him the most.

I don't need my hands to pleasure me. Heck, my hands wouldn't even satisfy me anymore. What I wanted was him. Only him.

Even if I wanted him, my fingers are moving on their own because of the potent effect he's having on me from his dark lust-filled gaze.

The first slight touch has me jolting, making me moan. I begin to circle my clit in agonising and torturously slow motions. I dip my middle finger in my slit, making it slick with wetness then rubbing the same finger back on my clit.

"Look at me."

My eyes pop open at Donny's voice. He was kneeling in between my legs in all his naked glory, watching me, pleasuring myself, while here I am, too lost in my self-pleasure as I keep thinking about him, that it's not mine but his hand that's touching me.

Our eyes lock onto each other as I continue with the task assigned to me. Keeping eye contact, I slide a second finger inside me, increasing my pace a little.

Donny's eyes are hooded, lip biting so hard that it may bleed if he continues to bite it any longer, but his eyes travel down to my heat, watching me with lascivious interest.

My eyes drag down to his hand which is now pumping his thick, veiny cock with pre-cum oozing out of the tip. The image he is creating, as he hovers over me pumping himself, with that hungry look in his eyes is so majestic that I come hard, screaming his name loud enough for everyone on our floor to hear.

"So fucking sexy." He murmurs, sultrily.

He grabs hold of my shaking legs and pulls me towards the edge of the bed. Crouching down, without wasting any time he puts his hot mouth on me, suckling my still pulsating clit, making me shoot up the bed, arching my bed.

"Donny—" I moan breathlessly.

He hums in response while eating me out, causing another jolt of pleasure to run through me.

My hands entangle in his rakish black locks, pulling on them, causing him to let out a deep, throaty growl, right next to my pussy making me close my legs against his head at how good the vibrations from his growl felt.

"Stop, Donny..." I moan, but he just ignores me, continuing to devour me, driving me crazier and crazier by every second.

I tug hard on his hair and he finally looks up to me, his mouth glistening with my juices, as he rubs my clit with thumb, making sure to keep his hard gaze on me.

So freaking hot. How does he do that!?

"Please..." My plea comes out moanful as he continues to tease me with his thumb.

Is he for real? Is he trying to make me lose my shit? Fuck.

"Please what?" He asks, pushing one long finger inside me, making me grab the sheets, my knuckles turning white and my breathing becoming shallow.

I gulp and throw my head back when he picks up his pace adding another finger. I come again for the second time. Not giving me time to catch my breath he begins again. I try to push him away, feeling too sensitive but he holds me down by placing one hand on my lower belly.

"Uh-huh, you're not going anywhere." He growls.

Not able to take it any longer, I resort to begging. Because I know. I know he will continue this until I beg him to fuck me and he's going to enjoy every fucking minute of it.

Oh fuck it!

"Just fuck me please..." I whimper at how good it feels.

I swear I could feel him smirking triumphantly which makes me want to slap it off his face. Cocky bastard.

Before I could do just that, in one swift motion he winds my legs around his waist, thrusting forward, burying himself inside me to the hilt. Yeah. In just one hard thrust which knocks the breath out of me, making me forget my own name.

"Whatever you want, beautiful." He coos gruffly against my ear, which draws an involuntary moan from me.

I can't help it. There's just something about men with sexy, deep voices, especially when they are turned on. The kind of voice that makes your knees go weak. The kind that puts you under a hypnotic spell.

He begins slow and sweet but subsequently, his thrusts get harder and faster. The bed creaks under us as Donny continues to fuck me into oblivion.

At this point, I begin sobbing due to the intense pleasure I'm feeling, making me lose any other thought except him.

He leans forward and takes my lips in a bruising kiss, his hips rocking back and forth against mine making my legs tighten around him even more.

"Oh fu- Donny!" I cry out, coming for the third time in the span of 30 minutes. Tiredness seeps into my body but he doesn't stop. He continues to fuck me harder and faster, groaning and moaning, making me mewl under him.

"I'm going to come, Skylar..." He moans, and the way my name rolls off his tongue makes another tremor pass through me, joining him in post-coital bliss.

He slumps on top of me, squeezing me as my body convulses under him with the after affects of our strenuous yet mind-numbing-orgasmic activities.

We both lay there, breathing heavily, not saying anything, our sweaty bodies pressed together, as I rake my hand through his locks, as I finally come down from my high.

After taking a moment he slides off me and takes up the space beside me, pulling me to his side, cuddling me into him.

"So what were you going to ask me before?" I ask after finally catching my breath.

He raises a confused eyebrow at me, making me roll my eyes at him.

"You know... Before you fucked my brains out..." I deadpanned which he finds amusing, because he starts chuckling at my tired yet sated state.

"Don't be like that, babe. You were begging for it. Don't you remember?" Donny replies wiggling his eyebrows at me mockingly.

Offended, just a little bit and embarrassed, a lot more at my "actions" I slap his chest, glaring at him, which of course makes him laugh even more.

Idiot.

He grins at me widely and leans closer to my ear before whispering, "Aww, don't be embarrassed, babe. You know you're quite hot when you're being demanding like that..." Then he proceeds to lick my outer ear, making me groan in delight.

"...it makes me want to never stop fucking you." And there goes the last strike. His words... His very dirty words, might I add, makes me want to jump his bones again right then and there.

You're too far gone for this guy, Sky.

With that thought, I straddle his hips, positioning my ass just over his crotch without any barrier of clothes between us.

"Again?" He licks his lips, seductively, clearly enjoying the view of my nakedness sitting on top of him.

Blushing, I give him a meek nod.

"See, that's what I'm talking about. So freaking beautiful and sexy when you're demanding." He bites his lips while smiling and rubbing his hands over my ass, driving me nuts.

"But before we begin, tell me what were you going to ask?" I prod him because I am well aware that if we start again we both are going to forget everything else.

"Oh, I was just going to ask if, like, we can get one room for the rest of your stay here. I basically share it with you already. It will be easier for me anyways. I mean it doesn't make sense that I only go to my room just to get dressed up." He suggests.

He does have a point. We've already kind of "moved in" together, so it's logical if we get one room. It's a waste of money as well.

"Okay. Let's do that tomorrow." Agreeing to his suggestion, I lean in to kiss him, too far gone to even think about anything else when his hardened cock presses against my wetter than ever pussy

★★★★★

"Okay. This one or this one?" I ask Simone through the video call, asking about which dress to go with for my date tonight.

Finally we are going out and he has promised me that it's going to be really awesome.

We both checked out of our respective rooms and got a new one which was couple friendly. Leaving me in our room he went off to somewhere telling me he'll be back soon to pick me up once I'm ready. I have no idea where he has gone to but knowing him he must be busy preparing for tonight.

To be honest I'm really excited for this date.

"Mmmm.... Go with the white two piece dress. You'll look bomb in it!" She exclaims.

I look at the dress she told me and ponder over it. It's quite simple yet elegant. Perfect for a beach date. The crop blouse knots in the front and the matching high-slit wrap skirt would look really good on my hourglass figure.

"Sim, won't it be too simple?" I ask just to make sure and she just snorts at me. "Bitch, with a body like yours, it will look hella classy. And you guys are having a beach date, it's perfect for it!"

I nod agreeing with her, throwing the other dress into the pile of mess I've created. I better clean it up before Donny sees this mess and realises he is dating a pig.

As I begin cleaning up and laying out my outfit along with the accessories, Simone and I keep talking.

"I can't believe you're shagging the Donny-motherfucking-Lewis and to think you're both going on a date, wow! When will I get this lucky?!" She whines, making me chuckle.

"I think you're forgetting something, Simone. You already have a boyfriend."

"Yeah. Yeah. I know." She scowls at me flipping me off, making me chuckle.

"Right back at you, bitch." I flip her off back.

"Anywho..... Have you started writing? Like anything? How far along are you?" She starts firing questions and I groan internally.

"It's going great! I'll give you something to work on in a few days." I inform her.

"Oh fucking finally! Amen! Can't wait for it!" She jumps in her place excitedly making me giggle with her.

Yes, I've been working on a new book and it's been going good so far. Being here with Donny has cleared up my foggy mind so much that my brain is hurting with the stormimg ideas I am getting for my new books.

It's been such a relief to finally come out of my writer's block and to write something again after such a long time. I forgot how good it felt to write. To take something born fresh inside your mind and bring it to life on paper through your words, it felt absolutely divine. For a long moment, I had forgotten what it felt like writing.

And I couldn't be happier that I can finally grasp this feeling again and bask in it.

"Sky? Hellooooo!!??" Simone's sing-song voice registers into my brain and I hmm in response telling her that I'm listening.

"You need to get ready, oh and do tell me all the details, 'kay? Don't stress too much about writing and enjoy it like you used to! Talk to you later. Bye. Love ya." She blabbers and I bid her goodnight and start to get ready.

I shower and lather my body with lotion. I put on my dress and start styling my hair in beachy waves. I keep the accessories to the minimum, just a watch on my left wrist and a dainty necklace, I complete the look with a pink sling and matching flats that goes well with the color of the printed flowers on my dress. Keeping my make-up minimal and spritzing my favourite oud perfume, I'm ready to go.

Doing a once over in the mirror, I must say I look absolutely stunning.

(A/N: Her dress. Imagine she's wearing flat sandals with it instead of heels. Rest is upto you, how you want to imagine.)

A knock sounds at the door and I move towards it. I open it to be greeted by a very handsome and dashing Donny in a casual, tropical floral shirt in warm gray colour with matching trousers.

The first few buttons of his shirt are open, displaying his impeccable pectorals, a dog-tag necklace resting in between his pecs.

He looks like an absolute eye-candy.

(A/N: Donny's outfit.)

"Wow!" He whispers as he's busy checking me out from head to toe as I'm busy checking him out.

"Wow indeed..." I return dumbly, still staring at his defined chest and chiselled jawline.

"You look absolutely mesmerizing, baby." He says giving me a peck on my cheek.

"You look amazing too!" I wrap my hands around his neck pecking his lips.

"Shall we, my lady?" He smiles at me, putting his hand out for me to take.

"We shall..." We grin at each other and walk together, hand in hand ready to start our date-night adventure.

"I have so much planned for us tonight... I hope you'll like it!" He says excitedly and I chuckle at his adorableness. Look at a 35 year old man acting like an excited 6 year old. It's so adorable.

"You're adorable..." I pull on his cheeks mockingly and he swats my hands away, scowling at me.

"Stop babying me...." He pouts.

"But you're acting so adorable, I can't help it." I pout back. We both stare at each other when he finally cracks a resigned smile.

"Fine. Do whatever you want. I'm all yours anyways. Come on." He chuckles and I giggle, following him wherever he is leading me.

We walk inside a local restaurant on the beach, which is quite pretty on the inside and looks like a tourist attraction. A stage and some musicians are placed at one of the ends of the room. The other end is occupied by a bar.

Donny stalks over to the manager asking about our reservations and the manager leads us to our designated seats which, quite conveniently, are situated a little further away from the main area, to give us some privacy.

I look around and immediately fall in love with the ambience of the place.

"Here." Donny calls out to me, pulling a chair out for me. Why is he so fucking perfect?!

I slide in and he goes to sit on his chair, quite gracefully might I add. He is the epitome of grace, sexiness and finesse that I can't help but feel what all other women in this place are currently feeling like when they're looking at him.

"I don't like the way all these men are staring at you." He hisses through clenched teeth. I blink dumbly at him.

"What?" Wow. Now you're deaf too.

"I mean look at them. Don't they have their own women beside them? I might punch one or two in the face if this keeps up." He rakes a hand through his perfectly styled hair in frustration.

"Hey, it's okay. It doesn't bother me because you're here with me. They don't even exist for me." I smile at him taking his hand resting on top of the table, I give it a reassuring squeeze.

"Let's just enjoy ourselves, okay? You, me and us on our date together." I beam at him brightly causing his gloomy mood to break and crack a dashing smile.

"Okay, let's order. Order whatever you want." He says and I grin at him widely, rubbing my hands together excitedly, before grabbing the menu card.

After enjoying our delectable and scrumptious dinner we make our way to the bar to have some drinks.

“What will you have?” Donny asks me. I give him a sultry look and think to myself.

You. Stop it!

The corner of Donny's lip moves in an amused and knowing smirk, clearly aware of what's going on in my head. I roll my eyes at him and shove his chest playfully.

“A martini, please.” I tell him my drink and begin watching people grooving onto the dance floor along with the back-up dancers doing the signature Hawaiian dance- the Hula dance.

It looks really interesting and the outfits look so vibrant that it makes me want to try it for myself, but I don't want to embarrass myself in front of Donny so I stay put.

If Simone was here we both would've let loose and done every fucking thing together however embarrassing it may have been.

We both sip on our drinks enjoying each other's company and looking around. I was busy laughing at Donny's remarks on the drunk people and the joke they were making out of themselves and he made it his mission tonight to have me topple on the floor due to laughter. I was having the best time of my life.

Donny looks much younger when he laughs and is having fun without any inhibitions. I could tell that he's enjoying himself as well.

Seeing him laugh heartily makes me want to kiss him. So, I put my martini glass down, grab him by his shirt collar and smash my lips against his.

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A/N:  Wow! Another update??!!!  "Pats myself on the back."  😂

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