Page 32 of Don't Scare Me, My Love

LITTLE DEATH

NICHOLAS

Usually,I’m not this bold. I don’t just offer to hold someone’s hand, ask if they want to make out, and then kiss them behind my car because we both couldn’t wait.

Then again, everything about how we got to this point wasunusualanyway.

All of it felt right.Jasonfelt right. When he asked me if I wanted to stay with him tonight, when I kissed him again after we arrived at the hotel and allowed him to lead me to his bloody gigantic bed—everything just came to us naturally.

The moon shone through the windows, making the mountains in the background look like a mural. Four night lights illuminated the room, casting their faint glow like little ghosts watching over us.

My heart was pounding like crazy. I had done nothing even remotely like this since I left Austin, Texas, over a year ago.

Jason didn’t waste a second, pushing me onto his bed and climbing on top of me to bury his tongue deep in my mouth.

I wrapped my hands around his back, holding him as tight as I could. Feeling his weight on top of me, his warmth, his tongue, his everything, made me want to go all the way.

I wasn’t even sure if this was going to lead to sex or if he just wanted to make out a little more before we fell asleep side by side, knowing that at least for this one night, we wouldn’t have to spend it alone.

Whatever the outcome, it was already one of the best nights of my life.

My fingertips tingled as if they were statically charged from exploring his back.

Jason slowed down, turning his deep kisses into little pecks on my cheeks as if he wasn’t sure if he wanted to stop or continue. His right hand ran up and down my arm as if trying to warm me up after a chilly night. He grabbed my shoulders and dropped down beside me, rolling me onto my side with him.

The pecks turned to just looking at me, a dead giveaway that he might not want to get under the sheets with me—at least not right away. So, I crossed my right leg over my left to hide the obvious erection in my crotch.

“I’m sorry,” Jason whispered, pointing to his right eye. “I have to take this out.” He didn’t get up, though. His hand was still caressing my arm, showing no sign of wanting to stop. He rubbed me for another minute until his hand moved on, first to my hips and then to my ass. He felt it up as if he had longed for it for a while, taking his time as if my butt was something to be cherished.

My dick twitched and pressed hard against my leg, which was still trying to hide it. His hand wandered to the front under my sweater and shirt—only barely missing my bulge. His fingers brushed through the hair that ran down my stomach before tugging at my shirt, indicating he wanted to pull it up. Since I was on my side, it didn’t move much, so I rolled onto my back to give my clothes some room to move—also revealing the erection that was hiding in my pants. Jason paused when he noticed, justfor a second, before a mischievous grin took over his face. He pulled the shirt up further, exposing my stomach.

The hair, which drew a line from my belly button into my pants, cast tiny shadows on my white skin in the moonlight. Jason traced them with his fingertips, not stopping when he reached my jeans but moving to my bulge and grabbing what was underneath. He pressed his palm deep into my dick. The sensation of him feeling me up flooded my body. I inhaled sharply. He wrapped his palm around my cock, making an imprint that left little to the imagination.

Jason pushed himself up and moved his head to my stomach, giving it a peck before looking up at me. “Now you know what can happen when I’m back,” he said, climbing out of bed.

He took his time walking to the door that led to the old staff bathroom as if he wanted to make sure I could take in all of him. When he reached the other side of the room, he turned and gave me a good look at his growing bulge before pushing the door open.

As soon as I was alone, my hands rushed to my dick, kneading it like he did. I hadn’t been this hard in a long time. When you live in your car, it is hard to get some alone time. I would sometimes masturbate in the gym shower, but I only did it when I could be sure there was no one around to catch me in the act. So, just the prospect of getting some action almost made me cum in my pants.

His bed was a lot more comfortable than the back of my minivan, which shouldn’t have come as much of a surprise. I stretched my arms over my head, trying to distract myself from my raging boner. My eyes wandered around the room. The pine trees surrounding the building, the mountains in the distance, and the night lights were like a beautiful dream. My head sank deep into the pillows.This was no dream. This was really happening.

A squeak announced Jason's return. While he was wearing his eye patch again, his shirt was now gone, leaving his chest bare. My eyes were glued to the tufts of dark chest hair that adorned his upper body. Nothing could have prepared me for this sight. I got rid of my sweater and the white shirt underneath it so fast that it must have been clear that we were on the same page about where this was going.

The bed creaked softly as he climbed up beside me and rested his head on the pillow. He breathed deeply, his eyes fixed on mine. Everything about his appearance was beautiful to me—his beard, his broad shoulders, the small fold in his stomach that he only had now that he was lying next to me. Not to mention his damned big bulge, now more prominent than before.

I brushed the back of my fingers up his right arm, and when I reached his neck, I pulled him into a kiss. I opened my mouth, and so did he. Our tongues met with the same intensity as before, as if we had never had to take a quick break.

I rolled onto my back and pulled him with me. Jason swung his left leg around me and rested his palm on my chest.

He pulled away from my kiss. “This is scary,” he whispered.

“Why?” I whispered back.

"If we keep going like this, I doubt we'll get any sleep."

“I can do without a night’s sleep.”

“I wasn’t just talking about tonight.” His head dropped so that his forehead was now resting on mine. “You’re so sexy. I feel like I might do crazy things to you if we go any further…”

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