CHAPTER 53

Rough, no mercy, and before I knew it, I was warning him to back away. "S-Stark.." I stuttered, feeling myself throb, tense up. He ground his whole palm, fingers wrapped around me in the tightest way, all the way to my tip, and jerked me forward, towards him, making me explode 4 shots of cum, all of which landing between his stroking hands, and all over the stomach of his deep navy blue shirt, in a white splat. I felt relief when my previous erection went down, and he let me go. I watched as he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked eachone slowly. My eyes dazed over, and my breathing became heavy pants. He just winked, a smirk lacing his lips. I gripped onto him though, scratching at his chest as I met my lips with his, wanting to taste him now, in some kind of way. He was shocked for a second, but quickly recovered and kissed me back for a few seconds, before we just had to pull away and rested our foreheads on eachothers to catch our breath. "Sorry about your shirt." I laugh