Page 9 of Demon Shy

She was quiet for a long moment.

“We agreed to join the doctor’s experiment—oral sex as many times as we can manage over the next few hours so she can take another blood sample. Are you stalling because you changed your mind, or is it just nerves? Either way, I won’t force you todo anything you don’t want to do. But if it’s nerves, I promise to take things slow and listen to you if you want to stop.”

Did she think I’d change my mind about wanting her? Never. I only feared she would?—

“Right now, I just want to look at you, Hejun. That’s all.”

She wished to look at me naked?

I had my clothes on the floor a second later.

She made another surprised sound as she stared at me, and I glanced at my hard cock, worried I’d made the fatal mistake already. When I peeked at her, her cheeks were flushed as her gaze slid up from my hips to my chest then back down again.

I liked the way she looked at me. Slow. Curious. But no fear.

“You certainly are a big boy, aren’t you?” she said softly.

She tore her gaze from my engorged and aching shaft to look up at me.

“I’ve changed my mind,” she said.

The words shattered my heart. But before I could give into the panic threatening to consume me, she added, “Is it all right if I touch you a little?”

She hadn’t changed her mind about me then, only about looking.

Relieved, I nodded.

The first touch of her cool fingers against my skin sent a shiver chasing through me. She noticed how my skin reacted with small bumps and smiled slightly. It wasn’t the same sad smile she always wore. It shined a little brighter. Warmer.

The ache in my chest grew, and my cock twitched.

“You okay, sugar?” she asked.

“Yes.”

I was barely aware of my answer, my attention fully on the fingertips running over my chest. I never wanted her to stop touching me. Another shiver stole through me as her fingerstrailed down my stomach. The sound of my beating heart thundered in my ears, and I swallowed hard.

When her touch reached my hip and followed the ridge of muscle to the base of my cock, my knees went weak. Her fragile fingers teased my skin, and I nearly spilled.

Clenching my fists, I thought of the cows. They were running low on hay. Soon we would need to leave and search for more in the nearby barns. It was dirty work, but I?—

Her hands clasped around my length, and I hissed out a breath.

“Are you all right?” she asked, looking up at me.

Whatever she saw in my expression had her smiling softly.

“Let me help you.”

Her hand slid along my length, stroking to the head, where she squeezed lightly, then back down to the base again.

The noise I made didn’t sound like me, but it seemed to make her happy. And if May was happy, so was I, especially with her small hand wrapped around me.

“Will you lie on the bed for me?” she asked. “It will be more comfortable for me to touch you.”

I was on the bed a second later, hands gripping the bedding at my sides. Her smile teased me as she slowly crawled across the mattress on her hands and knees to settle beside me.

Her hands smoothed over my stomach again, and I fisted the bedding to keep myself from reaching for her.

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