I woke up missing you. 

Fantasies of our meeting and ravaging each other tried to ease my wanting.

We are in a hotel hallway, room key in your hand, my hips swaying in an almost too short skirt, as I slowly lead us down towards our room.

“What are you doing,” you asked.

“Teasing you,” I say, a glance over my shoulder and a smirk on my face.

You grab my hip and push me against the wall with a thud.

“Baby, you better stop.” 

Your breath tickles my earlobe. 

“Do you want me to ravage you here where anyone can pass by and see us?” 

You nibble that very same earlobe. 

“Because I will ruin us both right now if you don’t hurry your little, well not little, fine ass to the room.” 

Eyes capturing my gaze, you brush the fabric over my right nipple, and I know you aren’t teasing. Regaining my composure, I lift myself from the wall. As I turn to keep walking, you smack my ass, the sound reverberating arounds us and towards our destination.

Instead of napping before my shift tonight, I masturbated and came seven times dreaming of you, moaning your name, tears sliding down my cheeks, wishing you were here.

I will drag myself to work, all the while my insides begging for you to be inside me.

I am so horny for you Daddy.

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