Page 11 of Demon Shy

“No. We do not need to try again. We can watch a movie, and I will cook you dinner. We can go for a walk and hold hands and?—”

I put a finger over his lips.

“Did I hurt you?” I asked.

He slowly shook his head.

“Did you like it?”

He looked completely anguished when he nodded once. I knew his concern was for me, and it made me like him even more.

Withdrawing my hand, I studied him for a moment.

“I’ve heard some stories that your brothers are really curious about the female body. That when they first got here, they would ask all manner of what we could consider inappropriate questions. Like asking to see between our legs. I heard their favorite word is pussy. I also heard it’s their favorite food.”

As I talked, his vertical pupils widened until they were almost circular.

“Is it true?” I asked.

“May…”

The way he said my name, a desperate plea, warmed me from the inside.

“Do you want to look at me like I’m looking at you?” To encourage him and show that I liked everything we were talking about, I gently caressed his still very hard shaft.

He jerked but didn’t answer.

Remembering his fear of doing something wrong, I added, “What if I told you that I’m very interested in the reciprocation part of this experiment?”

“You want me to taste you?” he asked, sounding strangled.

“Only if you want to,” I said.

He nodded. “Tell me what to do.”

“First, let me finish my turn. Lie back again, and let me keep exploring you. When I’m ready for it to be your turn, I’ll get undressed. Okay?”

The gentle nudge I gave him had him slowly lying back again. He was delicious to look at. All ridges and planes that caught the light and begged to be touched. Especially what he was packing between his thickly muscled thighs.

I would have been afraid if it had belonged to anyone else. But on Hejun, it had me wondering what sex would be like if I stayed. The veins that textured every girth inch would feel amazing. And I was positive the engorged head would rub me the right way from the inside.

I licked my lips and heard his audible swallow as I lifted my gaze to his.

“You ready for round two?” I asked.

He swallowed hard and fisted his hands at his sides.Adorable.

“I am ready.”

I grinned at him, loving everything about his reluctance, and lowered my head to kiss his hip. His cock twitched at the contact and continued to bob with each kiss I planted that brought me closer to the base.

Giving head had never been much fun. My time in the bunker had killed my desire to provide it. Or so I’d thought.

Hejun was different. I loved his reactions to each subtle thing I did. He shook and trembled like I was the world’s most experienced torturer. Or maybe just a sex goddess.

The pained moan that escaped him when I closed my mouth over him again goaded me to push him further. I gripped his shaft, stroking him firmly as I bobbed my head to take as much as possible.

“May,” he rasped. “I…it…let me…”

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