I opened my eyes in time to see sperm shoot out of my cock and splat against the shower wall. The next few blasts I directed into my free hand, creating an ivory ocean in my palm. I rubbed the warm cream over my chest, even licked some from my fingers, all the while imagining it was Novak’s load.
Fuck…oh, fuck…I want him so damned badly I could cry…
Panting, my heart galloping against my rib cage, I adjusted the shower spray and temperature. The water cooled to almost icy levels, making me shiver, but it still took a while for my cock to fully deflate. I resigned myself to the fact that no matter how hard I tried, I would probably never be able to recall today’s activities without popping an erection.
Damn it, Sky, what marvelous thing have you done to me?
Yes, as Jeff has said a few minutes earlier, it had been a weird day. From the building, to the outrageously hot artwork, to the way Novak had elevated my libido into heights unfathomable. And even the stranger…