Chapter 12

• Nick’s point of view.
• “Those are my fingers you’re playing with, Lalaine. Mine. And this feeling you’re having now will be much stronger when it’s my cock instead,” I told her, claiming her open mouth with my own. She was a heaving puddle of post-orgasmic bliss in my hands when she responded immediately, hungrily devouring my mouth in return until her orgasm subsided and she was a heaving puddle of post-orgasmic bliss in my hands.
• I immediately stood and stepped out of the tub, my dick still as hard as an iron rod and water dripping from the tip.