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OANA, AKA THE TWO-HANDED VIRGIN
Ifind myself gettingmopey after Ike and I return to the hotel. His home feels so comfortable. The food was yummy. People were warming up to me. Edith talked about hair and music. She wasn’t that familiar with The Runaways, so we listened to a few songs. My new, better life seems within reach.
I also sense Ike wanted to stay longer. He clearly misses his home. Our return to the hotel lacks the excitement of our usual rides.
Climbing off his motorcycle, I look up at our room. This place seemed so fancy when we first arrived days ago. Now, I feel exposed here. My family could show up like Ike’s did. Would they grab me? Am I willing to punch someone to remain free?Yes, yes, I am!
When Ike stands in our room, seeming lost, I ask, “Will you teach me how to fight?”
His expression remains a blank stare for a really long time. He feels far away, and the world’s coldness starts nipping at me.
Ike suddenly awakens from his thoughts. A smirk warms his no longer blank face.
“Give me your hand,” he says and steps closer. “I’ll show you where to hit a person.”
Ike takes my hand, flattening out the fist I try to make.
“You won’t be able to hurt someone with your little fist,” he says and raises my palm to meet his throat. “There are certain spots on the body more sensitive than others. The throat, the eyes, and the balls.”
I giggle when he uses my hand to cup his testicles. My face flushes hot as my fingers linger against his crotch.
“Do you want to learn to fight right now?” he asks as his own hands cup my face.
“No, I want to take a shower and suck your cock.”
With utter sincerity, Ike murmurs, “That is the best answer to any question ever.”
Ike covers my lips with his and steals the oxygen in the room. I feel him shuffling us toward the bathroom. His fingers slide across my nipples, making me gasp. I quickly lean into his touch. The ache between my legs begs to be filled.
His lips pop free of mine as we reach the bathroom. He yanks off his shirt and then does the same with mine. His thumbs slip my bra straps aside and tug the fabric over my breasts. His beautiful dark blue eyes gaze at my hard nipples.
“Today was good, yes?” he asks, searching my face for something.
Nodding, I unlatch my bra and shove down my jeans and panties. I reach for his front button when he takes my hands.
“I’m not sure you’re ready to give me a blowjob.”
“We’ll see,” I say and pop the button on his jeans and tug them down.
His hard cock fights against his boxers as he turns on the shower.
