Chapter Eight
NicoShe’s killing me. I don’t think I’ve ever felt close to dying before, but I’m quite sure this is what it feels like. My balls are heavy and tight, and if she keeps teasing my c**k with her sexy fingers, I’m gonna blow like a goddamned teenager the first time he sees p***y.
I nearly do just that when she licks my pre-come off her thumb. Her eyes are dark pools of desire. I can see the unabashed want there and I hold my breath, waiting for her answer, praying to any god that will listen. I don’t deserve anything good in my life. I’ve taken too much, hurt too much, but I find myself bargaining that I’ll be better if she just says yes. “Alison,” I beg, not even sure what I’m begging for, except relief from the tension spooling through me, driving me to the edge of insanity.
