I felt my whole body burning up, and Noah, who was holding onto me, looked at me with a complex expression on his face.
What was he thinking? How could I know? I was fighting the heat that was heating me up so I couldn't even try to understand what he was thinking.
But then, he picked me up and carried me back into the bathroom. He put me in the shower and turned on the cold water.
He was probably trying to help me quench the heat but this was not something so simple. I had already tried it. I stayed under the shower for almost an hour but the heat wouldn't subside. I even jerked off a couple of times, but I could only manage to cum once. It was so hard.
I glanced at Noah whose clothes were getting wet as well. He didn't mind that and kept me steady under the shower.
"Please," I called out with a weak voice.
Any more than this then I would faint. I was scared and conflicted. Did I have to force myself on this big guy?
Wait, was that even possible?
