Warning: This chapter contains graphic descriptions of female masturbation and oral sex.
NOTE: This chapter contains excerpts from a book that is not mine. I do not own the words or the characters. The book is titled Sweet Persuasion by Maya Banks (and is part of the Sweet Series). The link for the book is Sweet-Persuasion-Maya-Banks/dp/0425266966 ).
Chapter 14
"Undo my pants."
She blinked in surprise and cast her gaze down at the bulge in his crotch.
"Get on your knees in front of me and use your mouth to pleasure me," he ordered.
Bubbles of excitement swelled and burst in her pelvis.
Her clit was doing a little spasm dance between her legs, pulsing with unquenched need.
"Shall I be crude?" he murmured.
"Suck me, Serena mine. See to my pleasure, and when you are through, lick every bit of cum from my dick."
Slowly she crawled over his knees and wedged herself between the seats.
Her knees scraped the floorboard as he spread his legs to give her easier access.
Nervously, she glanced over her shoulder to look at Sam, but the driver's gaze was focused out the windshield.
"He heard me, you know," Damon said with a slight smile. "He knows precisely what you're going to do."
She frowned up at him. "Why taunt me? You know I'm not comfortable having another person see or hear us."
He cupped her chin. "I'm not taunting you, Serena. I'm acclimating you.
I'm teaching you that the only person you need to concern yourself with is me.
It doesn't matter what Sam sees or hears. It's my needs you'll see to and me you'll concentrate on.
You must learn to block out everything else.
Now, unfasten my pants and pleasure me."
Uraraka felt a small chill go through her body in anticipation of what Serena was about to do. She could feel the now-familiar heat begin to pool in the pit of her stomach.
She had been home for winter vacation for a couple of days and had spent most of her days helping her parents with the business and working out. During her nights, she would watch a bit of TV with her mom or talk for a little with her dad before retiring to her room. She would spend some time scrolling social media or texting with her friends and then she would sit down and begin reading her book.
Uraraka was taking her time with it. Now that she didn't have the pressure of final exams or firecracker blondes, she decided she wanted to enjoy it. Plus, every time she got to one of those scenes, which were increasing in frequency she might add, her mind would create such vivid imagery. It was almost as if she was right there next to the characters, paying witness to their every move...every touch.
Uraraka quickly looked at the time and noticed it was almost 10 pm. She should probably shower soon so as to not make that much noise too late at night, while her parents tried to sleep. In fact, she should also go to sleep soon. Tomorrow was her birthday and despite the small space, her parents had agreed to let her invite friends over to celebrate. She had texted all the 1-A girls, plus Iida, Deku, and Todoroki. They all had agreed to arrive at 5 pm and the girls were going to a sleepover in Uraraka's living room.
She was over the moon excited. She was sure this was going to be the best birthday ever. However, if she was being honest with herself, she was also a little bit nervous. She knew her friends would never look down on her for not having as much money as them or for her house being smaller than theirs, but she still couldn't help the small stutter of anxiety that gripped her at the thought of having her friends visit. This is why Uraraka had decided to wake up extra early to help her mother clean the house and set up for the festivities. Keeping busy was sure to help keep her nice and settled. Tsu-chan had texted her that she could arrive earlier than everyone to help and Uraraka accepted. It would be nice to have one-on-one time with her best friend.
But first, she really needed to go shower. Her earlier workout was a bit more intense than she had had in a while and it had left her smelling just a little funky.
She set her book down and got up from her bed to grab her shower stuff. She was about to head out of the room when her sight landed back on her book.
I'll finish the chapter and then I'll go shower. The mischievous thought ran through her head.
She sat back down on her bed and opened it to where she left off.
She blinked at the power in his voice, at the thread of authority woven into his every word.
With shaky hands, she reached for his fly and undid his pants.
His cock shoved impatiently at his boxers, and she pulled down the band.
His erection sprang free, bobbing and straining upward towards his tight belly.
Her fingers trailed through the crisp hairs surrounding the base as she circled the shaft with her fingers...
Uraraka imagined herself in Serena's position...on her knees about too...She blushed instinctively.
Although there had been significant growth in her comfort level with her sexuality and desires since that fateful day at the bookstore, a part of her still felt awkward and embarrassed by it.
Since coming home she had begun exploring her body as often as she could. It still made her feel like a pervert but it felt so good she couldn't really stop. Although a part of her wondered what it would feel like to have sex or have someone else touch her more intimate parts she somehow found herself intrigued by the idea of giving a blow job. Her book had described the act plenty and she'd like to think she has a pretty decent imagination but she was sure in real life it would be much different.
Would she enjoy it or think it was dirty? How did a real-life penis look like? Did it smell? How did it taste? Would she like the taste of cum?
These questions kept popping into her head.
Uraraka turned to her bedroom door, she nibbled on her bottom lip as she contemplated her next move. Before she chickened out, she got up from the bed, grabbed her shower stuff, and quickly walked to her desk where she picked up her phone from the charger and her headphones and then walked to the bathroom.
"I'm gonna shower!" She shouted down the hall towards the direction of the living room. She could hear the small murmur of the television playing in the background.
"Okay, sweetie. Try not to take too long." She heard her mother's voice carry.
"Okay!" Uraraka said as she walked into the bathroom, swiftly closing and locking the door behind her.
She set her shower stuff down and discarded her shirt and joggers. Uraraka stood in front of the mirror in her sports bra and underwear. Since that first night that she had stared at herself in the mirror back in her dorm room, Uraraka had made a point to do it every night before bed. She would turn this way and that and stare at herself. She found she very much liked her thick thighs. And her boobs looked amazing pressed together by the sports bra. Her stomach might not be the most toned or the smallest, but it fits with the rest of her body. Uraraka was starting to really like herself. She was beginning to notice that on the days where she really began appreciating herself in various stages of undress had been the days where her confidence levels surged.
She gave herself a small smile before turning to turn on the water.
Uraraka had already decided what she was going to do and she had to do it fast so as much as she enjoyed staring at herself in the mirror it would have to wait.
Once she set the temperature on the shower, she removed her remaining clothes and sat on the bathroom floor, leaning her back on the bathroom vanity. She reached up with her hand and found her phone and her headphones.
Uraraka was very thankful that she had upgraded to a smartphone back in October. She had saved up enough to pay for most of it and her parents had helped her with the remaining portion. She had protested significantly saying she'd have enough by her birthday, but they could be stubborn.
She plugged in her headphones and opened up the internet app on her phone. She quickly glanced at the bathroom door before clicking on the incognito page and hitting the search tab.
Uraraka was equal parts embarrassed and excited by what she was about to do. She heard the water running which reminded her that she had to be fast. Uraraka would feel horrible if her parents' water bill was higher than necessary because their little girl was too busy looking up porn.
Uraraka shuddered at the thought.
She took a couple of breaths to gather herself, before typing "blow jobs porn videos" and hitting search.
Immediately a list of websites popped out and she clicked on the first one. Uraraka was met with an endless stream of video screenshots of naked women and naked men in various stages of fornication. Despite herself, her curiosity kept her scrolling. She decided to click on one video that did not look as intense.
The sound of rhythmic music blasted in her ears, startling her. She quickly began lowering the volume. Her heart was beating fast, although she wasn't sure if it was only due to the sudden loud noise or the fact that this was her first time watching porn.
The lady on the screen was naked, on her hands and knees on the bed, facing the guy who was also naked and was standing near the foot of the bed. The actress looked up at him with lustful eyes and a smirk. The actor looked down at her with a similar look. He reached out with one hand and ran it through the actresses' hair, almost as if he were petting her.
As he moved her hair around, Uraraka noticed that the lady was not completely naked...she had a shocker necklace on. Wait...maybe it's a collar? She thought as she continued to observe the man run his hand through the lady's' hair. Uraraka had learned that sometimes sex slaves get collared from her book.
All of a sudden the man yanked at the lady's' hair pulling her head back with force. It looked painful but the lady moaned in pleasure.
Uraraka starred in mild confusion. Was pain supposed to feel good? She was skeptical.
The man bent down until his face was close to the lady's and smiled before asking her if she wanted to be a good girl.
A familiar warmth shot through Uraraka's body at his words. Interesting.
The lady nodded as best she could with her head still being held forcibly in the man's hand. The man let go of her hair and ran his hand around and down the lady's' neck, as he lifted his other hand and moved towards her. Suddenly, the man had grabbed the lady's' arms and flipped her until she was on her back, head facing the foot of the bed, where the man still stood.
The lady was smiling. It looked like she was having fun. From this new position the man's erection was near the lady's' forehead, her long hair dripped over the bed and almost touched the floor. The man told her to open her mouth and very vulgarly said he was going to fuck her brains out. Uraraka felt another pulse of pleasure shoot through her. It seemed her body responded to the man's words.
She wanted to feel embarrassed but she just couldn't find that emotion within her. She slowly moved the hand that wasn't holding the phone from her knee, where it had been resting, up her inner thigh until she reached her end goal. She slowly slid a finger in between her fold, she could already feel the moisture there.
The lady on the screen opened her mouth as she scooted further down the bed so her head hung over the edge. The man unceremoniously entered her mouth and began pounding in and out of her throat. The lady made gagging noises but in between them, Uraraka could hear her moan. It all seemed so primal. Uraraka slid one finger inside herself, feeling her walls tighten around it.
The camera readjusted to focus on the girl's face. Although black tears were beginning to stream down her cheeks, she still seemed to be enjoying it, if her moans were any indication.
Uraraka slid another finger in. This wasn't the first time she attempted two fingers, but it was still a little uncomfortable at first. She began slowly pumping her fingers in and out.
The camera readjusted to show both actors. The lady's' hands began roaming down her stomach until she reached her pussy and began rubbing her clit. Uraraka began pumping a bit faster.
The man in the video suddenly pulled out and grabbed the lady's hair forcibly pulling her up and flipping her to be on her knees. With the other hand, he began pumping his dick.
The lady unfolded her knees and scooted down the bed and then slid down to kneel in front of him. As soon as she landed on the ground, the man began ejaculating. Uraraka removed her fingers and slid them up to her folds towards her clit and began rubbing in tight circles.
Once the man was done ejaculating all over the lady's face and neck, the camera focused on the lady, kneeling on the floor, naked, her makeup running down her face, mixing with the cum, and she was smiling up at the man. The man picked her up and sat her on the bed before kneeling down in front of her, and opening her legs. He began telling the lady what a good girl she was and how beautiful she looked right now as he kissed up her thighs until he reached the lady's pussy.
Uraraka felt herself getting nice and wound up. She was really close. Her eyes quickly glanced at the time on the top of her phone, sounds of moaning still clear in her ears.
Shit. She quickly thought as she removed her hand from inside her thighs and quickly exited the internet app. She pistoned off the floor and quickly jumped in the shower. She would just have to finish later with her book.
Uraraka showered in record time, quickly changed into her pajamas and headed to her room, wishing her parents a good night before entering and locking the door behind her.
Once inside she decided to check in with herself and her body. This was the first time she had denied herself release. Since that first time she made herself climax she had been able to accomplish that mind-blowing sensation every time she explored. Uraraka had tried other techniques since and was beginning to discover what worked and what didn't. Some days it took longer to get there, some days it was embarrassingly quick. But she always orgasmed.
Except for today.
So how did it feel? She sat on her bed and focused on her body. She felt slightly frustrated and a little annoyed. She could feel her body remain in a tense state, although lesser so than she felt when she first stopped.
It wasn't a bad feeling she supposed. It was more so the knowledge of being left unfulfilled, of being so close and then denied.
Thankfully, Uraraka now had all the privacy and the time to finish so she decided to go back to her book. She quickly removed her bottoms to make it easier access and began to read.
She loved his taste. She wasn't new to going down on a guy, but admittedly,
it had never been a favorite sexual favor of hers.
To be honest, she'd done it out of a sense of obligation, a reciprocal deal,
when she'd received oral sex from one of her lovers.
But with Damon she enjoyed it, savored it, and even looked forward to it.
Swallowing? Um, never. Not with any of her previous lovers.
Somehow, with Damon, it seemed a rejection she wasn't prepared to hand him.
Even if he hadn't asked it of her, she would have willingly taken all he had to give.
She wet her lips again as she slid her mouth down his length.
Inhaling through her nose, she stifled her urge to gag and held him in the back of her throat before finally releasing him
and raising her head until just the tip of his penis rested on her tongue…
Uraraka found it was surprisingly easier to get herself thereafter having almost climaxed not that long ago. She could already feel herself approach the edge at top speed. Finally, she'd be able to release. She found that although her body had seemed to be doing okay, as soon as she started it up again it reminded her of how frustrated it had been at being interrupted earlier.
Two loud knocks on her door shook her from her concentration. She yelped and quickly removed her hand from in between her legs once more. She suddenly felt super exposed.
"Ochako sweetie?" Her mother's voice came from the other side of the door.
Fucking shit fuck crap shit! She cursed inwardly. Her mind told her that she could probably ask Bakugo how to be a bit more creative with her strings of expletives but she quickly shoved that thought to the side. She did not want to think of him as she lay naked from the waist down.
"Yes, mom?" Uraraka tried to make her voice sound normal but all she wanted to do was growl in frustration. I was so close! She groaned.
"I wanted to ask if you know what time Tsu-chan is arriving tomorrow?" Her mom asked.
"Uhm, I think she had said around 2 or 3 but I'll text her to confirm and I'll tell you tomorrow morning." She said, impressed by how level her voice sounded.
"Okay, dear. Good night." Her mother's voice faded as she walked away from Uraraka's door.
Uraraka let out a deep breath she hadn't even realized she had been holding. She quickly grabbed her phone to text Tsu-chan and noticed that it was a little past 11 pm. 53 more minutes of being 16.
With determination, she picked up her book once more. Okay, now for sure there would be no interruptions. It would be a little well-deserved good-bye to her sweet sixteenth year.
"Make me come, Serena mine," he said hoarsely.
She took him hard. As ruthlessly as he'd taken her pussy that morning.
She tightened her grip on his cock and jerked up and down as her mouth surrounded and swallowed him.
Her eyes closed and she surrendered to the pleasure she gave as well as she took.
His fingers curled into her scalp and suddenly he yanked her down, thrusting hard and deep into her mouth.
Hot cum splashed into her mouth, covering her tongue.
She swallowed and still more shot down her throat…
Uraraka decided to try the pulsing of her thighs on the pillow method that had worked wonders her first time. It definitely did the job of getting her nice and wound up in a short amount of time which after two interruptions she was no longer trying to take her time exploring. She needed to cum or else she was going to burst in frustrated tears.
"How much longer, Sam?" Damon called to the front.
Serena flinched but controlled her embarrassment.
She knew why Damon had once again drawn attention to the driver.
As he stated, he wanted her to get used to being used whenever and wherever the mood struck him…
"Fifteen minutes, sir."
"Plenty of time," Damon murmured.
She lifted her eyebrow in question as she reconnected with his gaze. "Plenty of time for what?"
"Take off your panties, Serena," he said, ignoring her question. "Do it quickly."...
Damon smiled. "Now suck me hard again. You have fine minutes.
When I'm ready, I want you to climb onto my lap,
pull up your dress and sheath yourself on my dick."
Her phone blazed to life in a flurry of sound and lights next to her making her accidentally activate her quirk on herself. Once she oriented herself to what was happening she quickly released her quirk and landed with an infuriated grunt on the bed.
Are you fucking kidding me?! She thought in despair, I was right there! A minute at most and… "Ughhh!" She outwardly groaned as her phone continued to ring beside her.
She looked at it and saw it was Tsu-chan calling her. She sighed in defeat before picking up.
"Hello?" She said trying to sound chipper.
"Hi, Ochako-chan!" Her friend said she sounded a lot happier than Uraraka had.
"Hey, Tsu-chan. What's up?" She tried to copy her friend's tone of voice.
"Oh, I'm sorry Ochako! Did I wake you?" Tsu had picked up on Uraraka's edge. Fortunately for the gravity-quirk user, she had interpreted it as sleepiness instead of severe irritation at the fact that she hasn't been able to cum.
"A little," Uraraka tried to giggle as she lied to her friend, "I was already kinda dozing off. But it's okay! No worries!" She added. Uraraka wanted to get off the phone and then, well, get off, but she also wasn't going to be rude. It wasn't Tsu-chan's fault, not really.
"Oh, okay! Sorry! I'll make it quick." Tsu-chan said, sounding apologetic.
Both girls proceeded to talk about tomorrow's festivities. They ran down logistics and decided that Tsu would actually arrive around 1 pm. After talking for a bit, Uraraka and Tsu said their goodbyes and hung up.
Uraraka looked at her phone to see the time. 11:54 p.m. 6 more minutes until 17.
Well, maybe I can ring in my birthday with an amazing orgasm. She thought quietly to herself. With newfound determination, she picked up her book again…
"Are you ready for me Serena?"
She nodded, never taking her mouth from his cock.
"Are you wet?" Again she nodded.
"Show me. Take your hand. Slide it between your legs.
Touch yourself and then show me your fingers."
Uraraka took the directive as if he was speaking directly to her. She was finding the more her orgasm was interrupted the faster and easier it was to wind herself up afterward. Each time the build was stronger. Her body would multiply in awareness, it was as if it was storing up sexual desire and heat for fear that it would once again be interrupted. Uraraka began alternating her fingers. She would rub her clit and then slide down her slit to insert two fingers. She repeated this motion until she could hear the wet sounds of her fingers entering and exiting. She then quickly found her pillow and put it in between her thighs and began rubbing herself against it with fury.
She released his cock and reached down, fumbling with her dress.
She was definitely wet. Very wet, and her pussy ached for release.
When her fingers slid over her clit, her shoulders shook.
Lower, to where her moist center pulsed, she inched her finger until it was adequately coated.
She retracted her hand and held it out to Damon.
He captured her wrist in one hand and gently pulled her fingers to his mouth.
He put one in his mouth and sucked it inside.
"Come to me,"
Yes! Finally! I'm right there! So close...so close Uraraka dropped her book and focused on the feeling coursing through her body. Just a little bit more…
Her phone once again roared beside her. She had forgotten to silence it after hanging up with Tsu.
Uraraka let out a guttural shriek as she angrily tossed the pillow to the floor. FUCK! She wanted to yell but didn't want to scare her parents.
She looked at her clock in time to see the time change from 11:59 pm to midnight.
Well happy fucking birthday to me. She thought bitterly.
She picked up her phone to see which one of her friends were calling her to wish her a happy birthday. That was the only explanation why her phone could possibly ring this late.
I swear if it's Mina I'm going to murder her. She thought, irritated. Uraraka knew she wasn't mad at Mina, or whoever it was calling her. In fact, a part of her thought it was really sweet. It's just...well fuck four times she had gotten there and four times she was denied.
Uraraka let a fast stream of air escape her lips and closed her eyes as she answered the phone.
"Hello?" She said trying to sound like she just woke up. It was easier than trying to sound not annoyed.
"Oh shit sorry, I woke you up."
Uraraka's heart fell to her stomach at the voice that came out through her speaker. Despite her earlier annoyance, she began feeling this weird sensation in the pit of her stomach...almost like butterflies. Her lips curled up in a smile before she knew what was happening.
"Ah! Bakugo?! It's Uhm…" She was suddenly very flustered. She looked down and saw that she was still half-naked and even though she knew there was no way he could know or see her, it still felt weird.
"It's okay." Uraraka grabbed her underwear and pants from the floor and quickly put them on, "I was kind of just dozing off. I wasn't like fully asleep." Her voice lost volume as she progressed.
"Oh." He said simply. An awkward silence hung between them.
Why is he calling me? There's no way he can know it's my birthday. But why call me at midnight? Uraraka had a million questions shooting through her brain. She was about to ask one when Bakugo cleared his throat.
"I was just…" He started and then stopped. "Well, yea, so…" He spoke again. "Happy Birthday, Cheeks."
Uraraka felt herself swell with a pretty emotion she wasn't quite sure what it was. It was all so weird. But nice?
"Uhm, thank you Bakugo. That's really sweet." She replied, all feelings of irritation and anger at being interrupted so many times had completely vanished. She could hear the cheerfulness in her tone.
Bakugo huffed loudly in response.
More silence.
"How did you know?" She finally asked. One day her curious brain was going to get her into trouble.
"I'm allowed to know people's birthdays." He said, sounding annoyed. Uraraka smiled. Something about Bakugo being just Bakugo, his quick to annoy and rile up self, made Uraraka feel oddly calm. Uraraka wished she'd known how fun bickering with and pushing his buttons could be. She had seen his Baku-squad doing it for months now and now she understood the appeal.
"Oh really? What's Mina's then?" She challenged.
"Pinky? Who cares." He scoffed.
"Bakugo really? She's one of your closest friends." Uraraka giggled.
"Who told you that lie?!" He growled, making Uraraka laugh again.
"Oi, didn't I tell you to stop fucking laughing at me."
"No, I can't recall." She teased, "Actually, I think I heard you say you wanted me to laugh at you even more. Especially because it's my birthday today and I can do whatever I want."
"You won't be laughing when I kick your ass again." He taunted.
"I will be laughing even harder because I'm obviously going to beat you." It wasn't obvious. In fact, Uraraka knew it was going to be hard. But, she was enjoying talking shit too much.
"What did you say?! You think your so fucking hilarious huh Cheeks!" He emphasized the horrible nickname but this just made Uraraka laugh. Hmm, Bakugo being petty. Who would've thought? She thought to herself amused.
"I don't think it Bakugo, I am fucking hilarious." She said, laughter still enveloping her voice.
"Tch."
"July 30," Uraraka said.
"Huh?"
"Mina's birthday. It's on July 30." She said as she got comfortable in her bed.
"I don't care." He bit at her. Despite his tone, Uraraka smiled. "But, thanks I guess." He added, making her smile deepen.
"Isn't it past your bedtime old man?" She echoed her question from their first phone call.
"How fucking original Uraraka." He said, clearly not amused.
"Well, isn't it?" She pushed. "And also, I told you not to call me Uraraka. It's weird now. Which also, thanks for that by the way." She replicated his not amused tone of voice.
"And I already told you it's either that Cheeks or Round Face."
"What happened to Angelface? I liked that one." Uraraka heard the words that she spoke as if she was on the outside looking in. Her voice had never had that flirtatious tone to them. Was she flirting? With Bakugo!?
What the heck was wrong with her?! Did frequent denial of orgasms cause a woman's brain to short circuit leading to reckless decision-making? She'd have to look that up.
Another awkward silence hung between them. Uraraka was about to retract her statement when she heard rustling in the background.
"You want me to call you Angel?" He said suddenly, sounding serious.
"Well I'd 100% prefer that over Cheeks and angel face is a billion times better than Round face." She mused, trying to add some humor back to the conversation. Bakugo chuckled.
The feeling of satisfaction at accomplishing for Bakugo to laugh, even a little, surprised her. Yes, she always enjoyed making people happy and laugh, but it had never felt quite like this. This felt...different somehow.
"How about Moon-face?" He finally said, his voice sounded calm. Relaxed.
"Moon face?!" She shrieked, "That's worse!"
She heard Bakugo laughing.
"Okay, Moon-Face." He said through his laughter.
Fuck. He really does have a nice laugh. She thought to herself quietly. She tried to imagine him laughing in his room. Her brain supplied her with an image of him laughing on his bed while she sat next to him. It was from the night of the dance. The night he kissed her. Uraraka felt her cheeks getting warm.
"Listen here Loudy McExplody call me Moon Face one more time and see what happens." She said trying her best to sound threatening but having too much fun for it to really have bite.
"Loudy McExplody? We're back to that shit nickname." He said, his laughter calming down.
"Well if you are allowed to come up with shit nicknames I can too." She pouted.
"Fine, whatever you say...Moon face."
Uraraka growled and Bakugo laughed.
"I'm going to go to sleep now. I should not be dealing with this kind of nonsense on my birthday." She huffed, but her voice held no ill-feeling.
"Okay, you're right. You should go to sleep...you definitely will need it now that you're probably getting all old and wrinkly." He teased her. It seemed that the more they interacted the easier it became to talk to one another. Even joke around a bit. Bakugo was still Bakugo but he also wasn't. Or better...he was different. Yes, different but the same. It was easy to imagine this side had always been there...the playful and happy side. He was still teasing, still loud, still rude but it wasn't as scary. She kinda liked this side of him.
"Says 1-A's, residential old man."
"Go to sleep Cheeks."
"Well, at least it's better than that stupid moon face."
They both chuckled.
"Thanks for calling to wish me a happy birthday."
"Yea, whatever. It's not that big of a deal." He said dismissively but she could hear a small tinge of excitement bubbling below it.
"Good night Bakugo." She said warmly.
"Good night Angelface."
Uraraka heard the phone click before she could acknowledge what he had just said.
Her face erupted in a deep blush. The reality of what had just occurred setting in.
Bakugo Katsuki. Mr. Everyone is a Damn Extra and in my way, had called her to wish her a happy birthday. At midnight! And called her Angelface!
Uraraka wanted to burst with how many weird emotions were speeding through her body. Still smiling like a damn fool, she set her alarm and plugged her phone to its charger. She turned off the light in her room and headed back to bed.
She might not have been able to climax, but she sure as heck entered her 17th year with a bang.