Dreamcatcher

Chapter Thirty: Needs And Wants

"W-Whoa, babe, what's got into you?" Clark stammered, his voice came out as faint and shy. 

Rachel bit her bottom lip with her upper teeth as she stared into her boyfriend's eyes as her pussy started to drip from how hormonal she started to act. Her hands touched Clark's face, clasping over his fuzzy cheeks due to him not shaving in a while. Right before their lips attached, they licked their lips with their tongues and closed the distance as his hands rested on her hips while hers slowly descended, trailing down his body until it stopped short at his waistline. 

The moment Clark felt his pants loosen from the button of his pants being detached from its designated hole, Clark pulled away abruptly whilst also gently pushing his girlfriend away from the kiss he only just started to enjoy. 

"W-Wait. What are you doing?" Clark asked hesitantly. 

"What does it look like I'm doing? I... I want you, Clark." 

"Baby, you're drunk. I'm not going to do this while you're intoxicated." 

Rachel rolled her eyes and growled irritably. "Oh, grow a pair, will ya? I'm only a bit drunk but I'm sober enough to have collective thoughts about this and I know I want to do this. Have you even had sex with a girl before?" 

The sudden rush of heat formed on Clark's face, causing his face to go red from embarrassment. While in the spur of the moment, he felt total shame that he had yet succeeded in getting into a relationship, until he came to realise that they were both still well underage to be having sexual intercourse. A followed thought brought Clark pressure of the possibility of him getting Rachel pregnant, which was something that he quickly realised would not do well for their Blackwell reputation. 

"O-Of course not. I'm sixteen. You're sixteen! Babe, we shouldn't be doing this. We're too young to be having se-" Clark rambled until he let out a muffled shriek. 

His speech was cut short when he felt Rachel's hand grope his balls awfully tightly. The urge to yelp from the pressure being applied to his manhood made it all the more unbearable to resist, as all he could do was purse his lips so tightly his teeth begun to dig into the inside of his lips. 

"You're not going to get the chance again anytime soon, Price. I've been hiding it for so long, it's just screaming at me now. I know you feel the same way. I've seen the way you've looked at me. I know you want me too, Clark. Admit it. You want me so bad, don't you, baby?" Rachel whispered, her voice becoming more smooth and lustful as the pressure on his balls was fixed by her fondling them. 

Clark showed no form of resistance as he willingly allowed the mischievous brunette to undo his pants and slither her hand underneath the fabric of his underwear when she latched her hand onto his soft cock. The only difference being that instead of squeezing it bone-crushingly, she held it softly but firmly as she began to stroke his cock. 

"Yeah... you like that, don't you? You like me stroking your cock, baby? C'mon. Use your words, honey." Rachel purred. 

Clark nodded shakily as a smile of delight broke on his face. "O-O-Ohh, yeah... Keep going." 

The brunette bit her lip in a seductive manner while she stroked his cock, at the same time her pushed his pants down so there was more freedom while she gave him a handjob. Friction became faster and faster as Rachel showed no sign of letting up as Clark felt himself slowly get closer to climax. 

But just as she was about to keep going so he could ejaculate, Rachel stopped. 

Clark furrowed his brows together and stared at her in confusion when he realised that she was teasing him, also for the fact that she was far from done.