Page 27 of Marvelous
Was that... fucking cupcakes?
I glanced over my shoulder and asked, “Is that cupcake?”
Her cheeks went pink, “Yeah, it’s my lotion. If I don’t apply lotion after I shower, my skin dries out.”
I nodded, then I said, “Well, since you sniffed the cab of my truck, it only seems right that I sniff the air now.”
She giggled, then she asked, “Is dinner about done?”
I nodded, “Yeah, can you keep it stirred while I take a quick shower?”
At her nod, I winked, and then bypassed her, sniffing as I went.
Her laughter followed me all the way to the bathroom.
And I had to do it.
I couldn’t help myself.
With the water beating down on my shoulders, I had my hand on my cock.
Rubbing it up and down, fisting it, squeezing hard, and then I heard, “Hey, Alec, it’s done.”
Sparks shot up my spine, and then with her voice alone, the orgasm I had been chasing, shot out of me at full force.
My cum splattered against the shower tile.
I rested my head on the wall and tried to catch my breath.
“Alec?” she called out.
No. Fucking. Way.
I just came.
There’s no fucking way her voice is causing it to get hard a-fucking-gain.
Now that... that’s never happened before.
Shit.
I shook my head, then called out, “Be right out.”
After I washed my cum off the wall, I turned the water off, dried off, and then got changed into a clean pair of boxers, pajama bottoms, and a t-shirt.
My body felt weird.
Any time I came home from missions, I walked around naked.
Having the constriction of clothes for months on end was a hell like no other.
But alas, that wasn’t an option tonight.
I headed out of my room and then to the kitchen and had to smile as Cassie sat on one of the barstools with two plates made.
She saw me coming and then said, “I didn’t know what you drank.”
I saw that she already had a can of pop next to her plate.
