Spoiling The Billionaire’s Good Son

Renee’s POV

“What???” He yelled in panic with his eyes dilating in shock as I moved closer to him. I could feel the heat radiating from his body along with the beads of sweat on his forehead. “Please leave me alone… I…”

Before he could end, I had already slipped my hand down his pants. He stiffened under my touch and I could feel his intense gaze on me. I looked up to find his mouth wide open as he stared down at me with wide eyes. Not in anger but in shock and confusion.

Slowly, I lowered my hand without taking my eyes away from him. I wanted to see the look in his eyes when I settled my hand in between his legs. Once my hand reached the spot, his body shook powerfully. He didn’t groan in pleasure or gasp like the men I used to suck, he felt different, strange.

At first, he wasn’t as hard as I had expected but he was long and so damn huge. Fuck! I could hardly hold myself from squeezing my thighs together as I felt myself going wet. But when I rubbed him through his pants, he went all hard under my touch, and fuck, I loved how it felt.

Despite his hard breaths and trembling body, I kept rubbing him from tip to base, again and again until he was all red. Sweat covered his body and quietly, I took my hands off and stood to examine him. Why was he acting like he was gonna pass out? Hasn’t he been touched before?

“Take a chill pill, okay? I’m sure I just touched you not strangled you”

But he didn’t respond or move an inch. He just stood there like a log of wood, looking pale. Wait, was he even breathing? That scared the shit out of me cause I stepped forward to touch him but he moved away, nearly jumping out of his fucking skin. Jeez, is this guy human?

“Okay, whatever,” I muttered with an eye roll and stepped far away from him. “I can’t find the eggs. I’m hungry and I need to eat something”

I turned my back on him and looked around expecting an answer but didn’t get any. For fuck’s sake, what’s wrong with this guy? I was just one mile away from getting on my knees and dragging his pants down. With how big and fucking hard he felt on my palm, I had the strong urge to pull him out of his pants and suck the hell out of him but I didn’t.

I didn’t.

So why was he acting all fucking weird? I get that I must’ve gotten a little overboard by touching him but… I don’t think it’s in my place to apologize for him having a hard-on. I’m just fucking amazing when it comes to those things.

“Are you gonna tell me or not?” I asked and turned to look at him but he was long gone. The fuck?

I shook my head and went back to searching for the eggs. When I couldn’t find it, I assumed that maybe it must’ve finished and decided to make myself some tea and bread.

As I ate, I remembered what Mrs. Grace had told me about Shane. She had mentioned that he was always shy and nervous around girls and that he’d rather die than lay hands on them. She said he was different and I think I’ve seen it now.

But how different can he get?

A part of me still wanted to test him and drive him wild. That, I will do.

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Shane’s POV

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“Six… Seven… Eight… Nine… Ten!” I kept counting my shaky fingers as I took in deep breaths. I was sitting under the cold running shower but it wasn’t helping to ease the anxiety that sprouted across my body.

“One… Two… Three…” I started counting again, trying to get my breathing and heartbeat under control. There was still a little bit of tightness around my chest as it rose and fell heavily. I would’ve loved to call my dad but I was afraid he’d freak out. What if he was out of the country and in the middle of something important?

He always said that family came first but I didn’t want him to start stressing himself because of me. The Doctor had confirmed that I was alright five years and I could go off without my meds but right now, I think it just returned. The anxiety and panic attacks just returned, all thanks to the crazy girl, Renee.

Holy mercies, she had touched me on the dick!!! And as crazy as that sounds, I panicked. Who in their right mind would just walk up to someone and start touching? The more I thought about it, the more I found it hard to breathe. I need to get her out of my head.

I cannot forget how my heart started racing like I had run a marathon, resulting in irregular heartbeats. Then when she touched me again and again, my heart pulmmeted, clenching deep down in the most painful way. I couldn’t even breathe. My lungs were struggling for air but I guess she didn’t notice that.

But there was this strange feeling attached to it. It felt like electricity with currents zapping to my lower region. Then, I could feel myself kicking against my pants and getting really hard. Only God knows that I’ve never felt that before.

Jeez, that girl is insane and she’s trying to drive me crazy. Since the first time I saw her, I can say that I’ve been feeling so weird and strange. Strange in the sense that she keeps appearing in my mind. Is that normal? Cause I definitely think it’s not.

My lungs were now functioning and my heartbeat was under control, thanks to the relaxation techniques that I had just practiced. After now, I’ll have to visit the Doctor for my meds and I’ll book a session with my therapist.

I stood up from the bathroom floor and took my bath but then I noticed that my dick was still hard and it was standing. No matter how hard I slapped it down, it kept bouncing up. Jesus Christ, what’s going on?

Drying my body, I got out of the bathroom with my standing dick. It was starting to hurt and I didn’t know the reason for it. Then whenever my mind wanders to the crazy girl, I’d feel it kicking again. There was also this sticky discharge that kept dripping from the head of my dick.

Holy Christ, what has she done to me?