Page 43 of The Pact

His voice is lower when he drawls, “Absolutely. Explore all you want.”

I can’t get over how he seems to grow even more and get harder with every touch and as I keep tugging from the base all the way to the top in even strokes, the fingers of my other hand play with the silky smooth skin of his tip.

There’s some moisture beginning to appear around his opening and I gather it with my fingers, finding that it helps me glide up and down his length a lot more easily.

Shep’s chest is now rising and falling faster and his eyes suddenly open. The green of his irises is darker than ever before. “Smokey, this feels very good. A little too good. Now it would be a good time to stop, if you don’t want me to—”

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Shep

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“NOW IT WOULD BE A GOOD time to stop, if you don’t want me to—”

“To what?” she asks, squeezing me impossibly tighter.

I swear this girl will be the death of me.

I open my mouth to try to explain that I’m probably a few seconds away from coming but her hand slides all the way down my shaft while the tip of her fingers rub the super sensitive skin right under the head of my cock.

It feels as good as it is unexpected and it’s too late to stop her or warn her. A jolt of electricity travels from my balls all the way up my spine and I explode.

Each pulse of my dick sends a warm jet of white cum toward Ausra, landing on the perfect, white skin of her upper chest.

She gasps in surprise but doesn’t jump out of the way, nor does she stop touching me.

I’m a visual creature but normally at the very moment when I come, I tend to close my eyes. This time I can’t take them away from her. I like the smile on her face, the satisfied glint in her blue eyes and I love the sight of my cum on her skin and all over her black dress.

Mine.

We look at each other for a long moment, once my orgasm ebbs away and she’s still holding me in her hand.

“Are you all right, Smokey? I’m sorry, I—”

Her smile widens. She doesn’t look mad. “Don’t be sorry, Shep. That was ... fun.”

“I can’t argue with that for sure.” I chuckle a little nervously. “I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t hoping for something like this but I wasn’t necessarily expecting—”

She shrugs. “It’s fine, Shep. If we’re playing this game, I need to learn how to do stuff like this, right? You’ll have to show me more. I’m sure I didn’t do it perfectly. I just didn’t expect for it to be this fast.”

What did I just say? She’ll be the fucking death of me. A sweet, smoking hot, blonde death.

“Yeah, no shit. Trust me, I didn’t expect for it to be that fast either. It normally isn’t. Which means that you were very, very good at it.”

Her smile widens, making the skin around her eyes crease just a little. “Well fuck, I’m a perfectionist. So very good is...”

Her voice fades as her eyes land on her chest. There’s cum on the swell of her breasts and on the neckline of her dress.

I’m about to apologize again when she swipes a little bit of my release with the tip of her finger and then brings her finger to her mouth. “Hmm, it’s a little salty,” she murmurs, almost as if talking to herself.

Yup, I’m dead.

I’m already hardening again at the sight of her pink, soft lips, imagining them wrapped around my cock. But I meant it when I said that we have the whole summer and that we don’t necessarily need to rush things.

But I said that when I had no idea how hot Ausra really is.

“Come on,” I say, rising from the couch and offering her my hand after I tuck myself back in. “I made a mess of you. Let’s go get you cleaned up.”

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