It would be pleasant and enjoyable. I’d be able to relax and really feel the experience for what it is: pleasurable. I’ve never felt pleasure before unless it’s me jerking off, and even then it takes a bit to even get me there.Not when it’s about her.No, never when Nova occupies my thoughts. I’m hard instantly and in my fantasy I want to try new things.
Nova
You still there?
Me
Sorry, I’m working in between
I’m using that as an excuse because I let my mind wander. Now I’m thinking about her in my bed.Fuck.
Nova
I’d better not keep you then
Me
It’s alright. You need your beauty sleep
Nova
You’re right, I’m falling asleep
Nova
Goodnight, Sawyer
Me
Goodnight, Princess, sleep tight
Nova
xo
I stare at the screen for a long time, not seeing anything.You’re a good cuddler.Man, I didn’t mean to grope her, but she’s laughing about it. It’s not my fault she’s gorgeous and has curves in all the right places.
I groan as I adjust my dick through my sweatpants. It’s getting uncomfortable in there. When that doesn’t help, I slide my hand into my pants and stroke myself. I imagine Nova in my t-shirt, her bare ass rubbing up against me like it did the other morning, getting my dick hard. My hand rubbing over her hard nipple… In my dreams I’d slide my hand under the shirt, feeling her skin against mine.
“Oh,” I sigh, my dick jumping at the idea of seeing her tits. I’d play with those babies for hours. I bet I could even make her come just by touching them. I shut my laptop screen and head to bed.
I need to get off, and I’m not gonna do it sitting here in this rigid chair.
I pull back the comforter and slide into bed, leaning over to inhale the pillow she used. Granted, it smells more like me because she used my stuff to wash, but also like her, too. Our scents combined. I reach under my pillow and bring the t-shirt to my nose and inhale.Thatsmells like her. That sugary cinnamon roll I love so much. Damn, I’d eat her like a damn cinnamon roll, too.
After pushing my sweats off, I pull my t-shirt over my head. I sprawl on my back, my dick in my hand as I stroke myself back and forth. I imagine what it would be like: Nova on top of me, her hands on my chest, telling me how good it felt. HowIwas making her feel. I’d sit up, bringing one perky tit to my mouth and suck her nipple until she was writhing on top of me. Inserting a finger, she’d ride my hand until she was wet enough to take another, maybe three. Her tight, slick pussy so goddamn perfect, I close my eyes at the intensity. Then the moment she’d grip me at the base has me almost jerking as she’d slowly slide down onto my cock. I’d fill that pussy so good, and we’d both moan in pleasure. “Ride me,” I groan. “Baby, ride my cock.” And she would. We’d make love like two people who love and respect one another. Maybe we’d even get a little crazy, because I can’t keep myself from shooting my load all over myself in record time, lifting my hips as I get my fill. Her name, a whisper on my lips.
My dirty little secret.
My girl.
My good luck charm.
CHAPTER
EIGHT
Nova