Filed to story: Loving You In My Final Days
“I know this is your first time touching a co… a little monster, so why don’t you help yourself and familiarize yourself with it? I know you’re curious Abigail… this will be an important part of your quest for knowledge after all.” He encouraged her although deep inside, he was quite surprise because he actually stopped himself from talking dirty just now. Why did he stop? Was he being guilty or something about tainting this pure little lamb? No, he must have just restrained himself. He thought that he’d only fluster her even more if he also starts talking dirty. There were still plenty of days for that, he thought.
While Alex was reasoning with himself, Abigail swallowed. She was utterly nervous but utterly curious at the same time. He was right, she had to familiarize herself with this or else she would never calm down. Actually, she was glad that he was at least giving her time to adjust and feed her anxiety and curiosity.
As if she was about to jump onto an unknown adventure realm, Abigail took a deep breath and then, an intense concentration blazed in her eyes.
Finally, she started moving. She used her forefinger and thumb to squeeze the hidden monster, curious to see if it was really as hard as a rock or maybe it had some soft bits as well. As she squeezed it, she felt it react to her touch, so, as if she was conducting an experiment, she squeezed it again to see if it would do the same thing again. To her surprise, it did!
Feeling braver, she used two fingers this time and she got the same reaction again. She then moved along his shaft, stopping and squeezing him with her forefinger and thumb every now and again, like a child who found a new toy to play with.
After she got tired of that, she took her forefinger and she placed it on the tip of this hidden monster and then, as if she was drawing a line, moved her finger from the tip towards the other end, curious to know where it started and where it ended. Afterwards, she walked her fingers from the end of his hard little monster back to the tip. She noticed that when she touched the tip of this big monster, it would always jump out at her, every single time. She poked the tip of his arousal once, twice, three times and then once more before she was finally satisfied that his reaction wasn’t a one-off reaction.
Alex had taken his hand off of hers when he saw her start to interact with his very excited little monster. At first, he felt quite gratified to see that she had taken the initiative to explore this part of his body but as time went by, and as she continued to explore, he felt like he was being tortured. He tried to be patient and he tried very hard to let her get familiar with him but this really was testing his patience to the core!
Everything she did extracted an involuntary reaction from him. As hard as he tried to keep his body still, he just couldn’t! All he could do was prevent the groan that crept up to his throat and threatened to come out at her every touch.
He thought that this would be a good practice run, something to ease her into the more intimate relations that were bound to happen sooner or later within the next 30 days but instead, he just felt like he ended up torturing himself. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go! But then again, nothing ever went to plan when this little lamb was involved.
Abi, who was still unaware of the torture she was putting him through, continued to explore. This time, she wrapped her hand around it and tried to push it to the left, wondering if it would spring back to the middle on its own.
She never got to know the answer because It was at this point that Alexander finally intervened. He could not take it anymore. He felt like his big little monster was about to burst like a damned water balloon, so he held her hand to stop what she was doing.
“Abigail,” he uttered, his voice sounding a little pained. “The time for playing is over,” he added.
[WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS.]
She turned to look at him and what she saw made her gasp. She was utterly shocked. The man who had lain there, silent and unmoving, all this time, the man who always seemed to be in control, seemed like he was struggling, and quite badly too. She saw the beads of sweat that lined his forehead, saw a few drops make its way down from his neck to his smooth, perfectly chiseled chest and his chest also glistened with a layer of sweat. He looked so damn sexy that Abi couldn’t help but stare.
“Hmm? Why are you looking at me like that, Abigail?” he asked mischievously and Abigail still couldn’t seem to get over this dreamy vision and continued to just gape at him.
Gladly, the man waited until she finally snapped out of it.
“Abigail, are you paying attention?” he asked as he placed her hand back on him.
Before Abigail could say anything, the man slowly moved her hand up and down his big little monster. He continued to guide her, wrapping his hand over hers so that her hand wrapped over his member and she complied. She watched as their hands moved up and down and concentration was etched on her face, as if she was mentally putting this information away somewhere in her memory bank labelled ‘How to calm Alex’s little monster’ so that she could pull it out when required.
As his pace continued to increase, she looked back at him and she didn’t know how to feel when she saw him close his eyes in pleasure and bite his lips sexily.
She started to feel funny, like there was a fire that started at the bottom of her belly that spread throughout her body. It wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling and as she thought about it, she figured out why. This was the feeling she got when Alex had touched her body intimately. She didn’t know that looking at him while he was being pleasured could make her react this way.
Abigail felt overwhelmed. She fell in a daze watching him. She never imagined that he could look like this. Was this how she looked when Alexander did that to her that night? She felt her throat dry up like she was in a desert.
She kept looking at him. She couldn’t avert her eyes away from his face, from his expressions. Why? Was it really okay to watch him like this? And why does it… why does it… why does it feel this good?
Their pace increased even more and a few more moments later, Alex exploded in pleasure.
She watched him gasp for air after that and felt the little, no, big monster turn soft and she was surprised.
Alexander opened his eyes and saw Abigail’s gaze on him. A smile curved on his gorgeous face and he even licked his lips sexily – though he probably didn’t know it would look so damned sexy. He meant to tell her that she did a good job just now but Abigail spoke first.
“I-it’s little!” she exclaimed with a slight hint of wonder and Alexander gaped at her for a moment before he chuckled.
“A tip for you, Abigail. You should never use the word ‘little’ to describe a man’s appendage. You might give them a complex,” Alexander said, with some amusement.
But then, something unexpected happened. Abigail started moving her hand on her own. Curiosity had taken over her again and she deliberately squeezed it.
Alexander was utterly speechless. This girl… this little… He didn’t even know what to say!
“Ah! It’s big again!” she exclaimed, shocked and amazed as she immediately pulled her hand away.
Alexander gritted his teeth and in the next second, he yanked her and pinned her down on the bed. This little lamb… how could she do this to him? How could she make him act like this?
“Abigail, you’re unbelievable,” he said, his eyes suddenly intense again.
The girl blinked in confusion.
“You finally made it fall asleep and yet you poked it awake in the next second? What were you thinking? Do you actually want more, huh, Abigail?”
Abigail was confused. She couldn’t understand what he was saying at all.
“Oh well, the night is still young and I think you’ve adjusted enough… now, what should we do next?” he asked her as he caressed her cheek with his free hand. “Do you want to touch it directly now?” he asked again, and the dazed Abi finally opened her mouth.
“Di-directly?”
