Oh my God.What had they just done?
“It’s okay,” he said, opening up his arm to her.She barely thought of Rock Giant, as she pulled away from him, leaving him to grip the base of the condom.
Spook pulled her tight into his arms and kissed her.He tasted of musk and salt.Of her body, and Rock Giant’s too.He wasn’t tense.His hold on her was firm, but it was also relaxed.He was relaxed.“It’s all good, Alle.We’re good.”He tugged the duvet up off the floor, and wrapped it around her shoulders, then smoothed out her hair.“Did you enjoy that?”
She gaped at him, open mouthed.Blinked.“Yes.Yes, I think so.”She couldn’t precisely process well enough to deeply analyse how things were.
“Can you give me a moment?”Spook asked her.To which she responded with a nod.
Rock Giant remained on the bed.He’d fallen back onto his haunches, and was sitting there breathing sharply through his nose, clearly trying not to make too much fuss over the fact he’d been left hanging.When Spook moved towards him, he raised his hands warily.
“Need me to suck on that other nut?”Spook enquired.
Rock Giant shook his head, mouth hanging open.
“What do you need?”
“Permission,” the big guy said hesitantly, looking down at his still sheathed and stiffly erect cock.
Spook removed the condom and disposed of it.“You can finish yourself.We’ll watch, but I’ll stop the video if you want.”
“Yeah.If you could do that.”His red tongue swept over his dry lips.“You’re sure you’re okay with me doing this?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?You’ve given Alle what she wanted.”
At least in a fashion, he had.
They both watched as Rock Giant jerked himself off with harsh, rapid strokes.Her fascinated.Spook detached.Ten…twenty seconds and Paul Reed was shooting his load over his washboard abs.Spook smeared a finger through the mess of spilled ejaculate, then painted it over Rock Giant’s lips.“Clean yourself up and go.”A handful of tissues rained down over Rock Giants abs.The big guy did as instructed on autopilot.
“Goodnight,” he said before stepping back onto the veranda.
“Night,” Spook echoed, without looking at him.He bent back down to Alle again, and lifted her back onto the bed, then settled in beside her.Gently, he stroked her hair and rained kisses on her upturned face.
“Are you all right, Spook?”she asked after a while.
“I’m fine.Are you?”
She thought a moment, and then nodded.“I might ache tomorrow.”
“You said you wanted to.”
She had.She snuggled deeper into the duvet.Spook lay beside her in his bottoms without a covering.The moonlight filtering through the glass doors made his skin seem blue.“You’re still hard,” she observed.
“I’m fine.”
A brush off.
“You should rest.Are you thirsty?”
She shook her head, then changed her mind and nodded.“I am a little.Could I have some water, please?”
Obediently, he trotted to the mini-fridge, and produced a bottle of sparkling black cherry flavoured water.“Is this okay?”
“I quite like that one.Ronnie used to bring it to the studio.”Spook poured some into a glass and handed her it.
Thirst quenched, she asked, “What did we just do, Spook?Were you trying to prove something to me?”
He pulled his hand back through his hair, then found a band and tied it all back at the base of his neck.It didn’t seem as though he intended to answer her.He fed her Jelly Tots, one at a time from between his forefinger and thumb.Alle wasn’t certain where they came from, but the dose of sugar made her mind less woozy.“Lots of reasons,” he eventually replied.“I hope you’re not regretting it.”
