Page 28 of Savage Scream

He doesn’t though, his climax hitting as he stiffens and grunts loud into my ear, and a moment later I feel the hot spurts of cum jetting from his dick, and into the fabric of my panties.

It’s not lost on me how close this is to bare fucking. One stray jet of cum into my opening and I might have to worry about pregnancy.

Shit. This is something I need to figure out. I’ve never considered having sex with anyone before. I never believed I’d trust anyone enough to be that vulnerable, yet here I am, thinking about birth control and potentially handing my V card to Jared.

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JARED

Her panties are in my pocket. I felt bad for dirtying them up so much when I blew my load, but when we finally pulled apart, after a minute or so of heavy petting, I eased back from Dee and she did something I didn’t think she’d do.

She took them off.

Apparently she has some dance undies in her locker, so I lead her past my mates who were all smug as fuck, knowing I’d been doing delicious things to Dee. She kept her head down, a pink blush flushing her cheeks, but my mates were cool and kept their big fucking mouths shut, obviously not wanting to embarrass Dee, because they normally wouldn’t have any qualms with embarrassing me.

The last class of the day went fast, and before I knew it, I was driving my girl to her dance class. I went inside with her, intending on watching and not caring what she thought about it, but as soon as we entered, the mood inside was sombre.

Dee rushed off to get changed, and when we went upstairs together to the studios, there were girls crying in a huddle. I pressed my hand to Dee’s lower back as she moved, but the moment she stilled, so did I.

Ruby.

Dee stiffened at the sight of her dance friend, and just like that, the farmhouse incident came rushing back.

Dee had been there to kill a husband and wife. They were Ruby’s parents, which she didn’t realise until after she went inside the house and saw the pictures lining the walls.

It can’t have been easy for her to do that, but they were bad people hiding behind the facade of a happy family.

“I'm surprised she’s here,” I say quietly next to Dee’s ear, and she nods before dragging her gaze away from the girl she orphaned to look up at me.

Damn. Dee doesn’t need words to explain how she feels sometimes. Her eyes. Her expression says it all. And right now, she’s feeling guilty and sad.

“It’s ok. You did what you had to do.” I try to reassure her, and her chocolate eyes glass over as she sucks in a calming breath before she slowly nods.

“Girls, please come inside the studio.” The voice of the older lady that teaches Dee’s dance class draws everyone’s attention, and the huddle of girls breaks away from Ruby and file in quietly.

I’ve seen Ruby a handful of times, and never has she looked so drained. Her eyes are puffy from crying, dark circles sitting underneath, and her red hair is pulled back, but not in the neat way it usually is.

When she locks eyes with Dee, a sob escapes her and she lurches forward, throwing her arms around my girl. Naturally, Dee stiffens, not one to like random close contact, but as the girl sobs into her neck, Dee lifts her arms and wraps them around her new friend.

The teacher pokes her head out the door a moment later, and upon seeing the two girls embracing, she doesn’t speak and goes back inside the studio.

“Hey Rubes, you don’t have to dance today.” A male voice comes from behind me and I turn to see Ruby’s boyfriend, Caleb, at the top of the stairs, looking just as frazzled as his girl.

His words break Ruby’s hold of Dee, and she glances up at him, tears streaming down her cheeks as she nods and rushes to his arms.

“I know.” She sobs, “But I think I need to.”

Nodding into her red hair, Caleb presses a kiss to her forehead before pulling back and wiping her tears from her face.

“Ok. I’ll be right out here. You can leave at any time.”

She nods, and while they have a moment, I glance back to my little pocket rocket to see the pain in her eyes. Without hesitation, I reach out and tug her to my chest, leaning down to whisper in her ear.

“Don’t forget why you had to do it. I can only imagine the things Ruby has had to endure and never told anyone about. You’ve made sure those things no longer happen. To her or her little sister.”

Nodding into my chest, Dee tilts her head up, standing on her toes as she tugs me by the front of my shirt, down to her level. Then she kisses me.

I’d always associated kissing with sex, or foreplay, until Dee came into my life. Now, kisses don’t have to be leading up to anything. It’s another way to express feelings. Feelings that are stronger than I ever imagined.

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