CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
London
I listened at the door of the pantry like a creeper. Fuck, I can’t wait to be in on the action. Her screaming Shane’s name made my dick hard.
“Go on and mix the salad and put it in the tent,” Shane tells Snow and lightly taps her ass.
“Okay,” she agrees and runs off with a huge grin on her face.
I don’t let him get far. I yank on his arm and pull him around to the dark corner of the porch.
“Did you like that?” I push him against the wall and unzip his pants, taking in the heat of his eyes.
Shane meets my gaze, his chest heaving. “I did and so did she.”
“She didn’t touch you?”
“No time,” he admits. “I came in my hand.”
“Let me help you get off the right way.” I pull his cock out and drop to my knees. He’s bigger than me and looks delicious.
Licking his length, he hisses. I suck him in as far as I can and use my hand on the rest. I bob up and down, watching his eyes roll back. He leans against the wall and puts a hand on my head.
“Fuck, London,” he murmurs.
I cup his balls, keeping a good suction on the head. I know he’s close.
“Oh, fuck.” He bucks and shoots his load down my throat, and I swallow every drop.
“Fuck,” he mumbles.
I let his dick go with a “pop” and tuck him back in.
“Play with yourself,” he commands, and I don’t hesitate. I lean against the same wall, pulling my cock out and stroking it. It turns me on, knowing he’s watching.
Soon, I feel his hands on me, he takes over, stroking my cock. Just from that alone, I’m coming way too soon.
“Fuck me, Shane,” I whisper as I come all over his hand.
“Maybe someday.” He winks, before leaning over and kissing me.
“I needed that,” I admit.
“So did I.”
“Was I your first?” I ask him.
“You know you were.”
“You’re not weirded out?” I ask.
“No,” he replies with a slight shake of his head. “Only because it’s you.”
“Good.” I nod. “We should get back.”
“Think Snow might want to watch later?” he asks.
“Maybe.”
“She says she’s going to spank you.” He snorts.
“Oh, yeah?” I chuckle. “I might like that.”
“Counting on it.” With one last look, he takes off toward the grill.
I feel better already.