During the day, he was more careful to seek out my touch, my warmth. He’d do little things, like sit at my feet and lean into my leg, or seek out my approval in everything he did. But at night, when his defenses weredown, he tried to get as close as he could, every single night. Most nights, he’d suck on a nipple, so much so that there was a permanent hickey, but it was well worth it. If it brought him comfort, I’d do just about anything.
As he shifted again, pressing his hips forward, I held him just a tiny bit tighter. When he did it again, I felt his skin on mine. Why did he always sleep without something covering his privates?
My boxers did little to keep the heat of his skin from my own. It didn’t do much though, as he pressed again, his penis growing as he did so.
A moan bubbled forth as he did it again.
Well, I didn’t have to worry about him having no sex drive. Not that I would have cared anyway. But so many people who have been abused tend to have little to no drive, or they go into hyperdrive. A few were on a normal range scale, but everyone was different.
Oakley included.
And he certainly liked to test my will to not touch him.
As he began to hump his hips more into me, his sucking increased, and all I could do was grit my teeth and mentally talk to my hardness to settle down. My dick was aching hard, straining to be let out of its confinement.
He pressed again, this time, harder. I could feel the pre-cum leak through the thin cotton on my hip where he pressed his hardness more into me.
Looking up at the ceiling, I prayed to the air above to give me strength to not make a move on the boy.
He was perfect in so many ways, and if I had his full consent, I’d happily help him out with hislittleissuethat was going on. But I didn’t have his okay, therefore I wasn’t touching him there unless it was to clean him. Even then, I wasn’t comfortable touching him more than a quick wipe-down.
After another handful of thrusts, Oakley moved even closer, halfway laying on me, one of my legs between his and nearly his entire upper body lying on mine. My peck was still in his mouth, nose pressed against my skin.
I wasn’t sure how he was breathing like that, or comfy, but his hips still sought out pleasure.
How long had it been since he found a release? Had he ever found one before? Did I even want to know the answers to those questions?
Gritting my teeth together, I could do nothing but let him take the pleasure his body sought. I could have stopped him, but that’d either leave him in a panic over what he did, or in complete embarrassment. Or possibly both.
It was likely he’d remember what happened when he woke up anyway, or not at all.
I wasn’t sure what I’d prefer.
Either way, it didn’t help matters at hand right now. Now when as he humped against me, his movements caused my tight underwear to move just enough that my cock started to leak a bit.
Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea, I thought.
I was scared to move more than to breathe as Oakley continued humping my leg, a bit harder as he sought release.
Another long moan escaped his throat as he thrust once more, exploding against me. His hot cum coated my underwear.
It was official. This boy was going to be the death of me.
Chapter 43
Oakley
Sucking on the paci, I flipped the page of the book. Dixie was fast asleep beside me, tuckered out from running around the backyard for about an hour. How such a little thing like her had that much energy was a surprise. But at least she seemed to be settling in just fine.
Last night had been one of the best nights of sleep for a very long time. I wasn’t sure if it had been Sabastian’s words or just his overall presence. Maybe a bit of both.
Either way, I woke up more rested than I could ever remember being before. And, I think I was as happy as I’d ever get.
I had finished marking the checklists in the books that Sabastian wanted me to. I even went over them twice, to make sure that I hadn’t missed a single thing. Some of the items were a bit strange, confusing even, so I just circled them, knowing that the man would explain them to me.
Now, I had time to read the book I shouldn’t be reading. If I was found out and only got corner time again, then I had nothing to fear. That was nothing when compared to what Sir did.
Flipping the page again, my eyes widened.
