37 Hateful Woman

(Evans POV)

My cheeks were tomato red and my pants were painfully tight, knowing that Aaron was in the bathroom releasing himself thinking about me. The thought made me all exited for some reason.

I sighed and let myself fall on my back on the bed.

I'm exhausted.. I thought to myself.

Right at that moment Aaron came out of the bathroom, his hair all messy, his face beet red and panting heavily as he made his way to the bed.

He slumped down next to me as if he had just ran a marathon. That suddenly made me wonder why he looked the way he did. It suddenly made me wonder how it felt to let it out.

God.... just what's wrong with me?

Why am I wondering about how it feels to cum? I don't get myself anymore.

Painfully curious, I turned to my right where Aaron was laying and still panting heavily and asked "How does it feel?"

Aaron hummed questioningly and turned to me with a face I cannot describe.

"How does what feel?" He asked.