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“Then slow down what you’re doing to yourself.”

I did exactly that, then stopped altogether for about thirty seconds while continuing to watch Stevie masturbate.”

“I’m almost there,” she whispered.

I grabbed my cock and started pumping it again, keeping the same rhythm as Stevie’s fingers going into and out of her pussy.

“Here I cum, lover,” she breathed out.

Then I heard her start moaning and that was all it took to make me lose control too. I started shooting off while keeping my hand on my cock and my eyes on Stevie as she continued finger-fucking herself. I joined in on the moaning that she was still doing and when our orgasms ended, we both took a deep breath, then smiled satisfied smiles at each other.

“I’ve gotta sit down,” I said, grabbing my cellphone off the bathroom counter and sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

“Dizzy again, I see.”

“Yeah. You make me that way. It doesn’t matter if we’re together having sex or doing it like this.”

“Well, I hopethishas relieved some of your stress.”

“It has. I’m relaxed now.”

“Me too.”

“Can I tell you something?”

“You can tell me anything.”

“I really like that I can be so open with you. I’ve never experienced this level of intimacy and vulnerability with anyone. Our intimacy isn’t just physical, either.”

Stevie nodded. “I know. It’s emotional and spiritual too.”

“Yes, it is. Every time we’ve been together—whether we’ve had sex or not—I feel like I’ve been to church. I’ve been renewed just like I feel now.”

“Zac, you’re not gonna believe this, but I wrote those same words about you and me in my journal.”

“I didn’t know you kept a journal. But I believe you wrote those same words in it. Our minds are linked together just like our hearts and our souls.”

“Yes, they are.”

“I’m so grateful to have crossed paths with you, Stevie. You have lit up my entire world.”

“Same here.”

We wiped our eyes, and then Stevie said, “I’ve never told you this but one of many things that I love and admire about you is that you aren’t afraid to show your emotions. Men generally hide what they’re really feeling and won’t allow themselves to cry in front of others because they think it makes them look weak. It doesn’t, though. It shows strength and courage. And you, my sexy-as-fuck kinsman, have it in spades.”

I wanted to crawl through my phone screen and go straight to Stevie so I could wrap my arms around her and kiss her.

“That’s it,” I said, standing up.

“What’s it?”

“I’m coming over to your house.”

“When.”

“Now.”

“But what about Avery?”

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