Page 61 of Signed, I'm Yours!
“Good morning, Mr. Seomyeong! Or do you prefer Sinister Seomyeong? Or Mr. Sinister Seom—” Kevin, a.k.a. Paper Trail, walks into my kitchen and immediately freezes in place.
“Paper Trail!” I exclaim and pull my dick away from Jack’s mouth, which should be illegal and only makes this worse because now Kevin can see my dick, whereas before, all he could see was a head in front of it.
“I’m…I’m so sorry,” Kevin spins around and looks at the living room and the city beyond the windows. “I should have knocked.”
Jack chuckles and stands while I pull my pants up.
“Don’t worry about it. Are you okay?” he asks, leaning against the kitchen island as if nothing happened.
“Very well, thank you,” Kevin answers and turns around to face us, but his eyes go large and his cheeks turn red.
“Jack! You’re still naked. Do you want to give Kev here a heart attack?”
Jack glances at Kevin, then back at me, and scoffs.
“Why would being naked give him a heart attack? I’m sure he’s seen naked bodies before.”
I grimace.
“What are you? An exhibitionist?”
Jack shrugs. “Well, up until yesterday, I didn’t think I was gay. Maybe I’m also an exhibitionist.”
I shake my head, grab the cup from the espresso machine, and shove it in Jack’s hands.
“That’s not how it works. Now go and put something on.”
He laughs.
“That’s not what you asked me to do last night.”
I slap his chest, and the contact alone makes the images and sensations of last night come to the forefront of my mind, and for a second, I forget what breathing is and how to do it.
“Get!” I say when I’ve remembered and push him toward the bedroom, though I can’t resist slapping his ass as he walks away. “Sorry about th—” I turn to Kevin when Jack comes back, grabs me by the waist, spins me around, and plants a kiss on my lips.
Then he goes around the corner to the bathroom and retrieves a bath robe and what do you know? Neither of us are in pain. Is the distance we’re allowed to go from each other increasing or something?
I stand there watching him put the robe on as if nothing’s happened. Naturally, his signature smile makes an appearance and it makes something in my chest flutter.
Okay, I guess Jack is not like all the other boys I’ve met before. He doesn’t cower away as soon as the sex is done and they’ve gotten what they wanted. I guess he goes even harder instead. Jeez. Did I awaken a sex beast last night?
And why does the thought alone send me into a frenzy of indescribable horniness?
Kevin coughs. I blink and face my sidekick.
“Sorry about that, Kevin,” I tell him.
He puts his hands up as if to say what can you do and sits on one of the stools.
“How did you get in anyway?”
He taps his head and smiles.
“I have my ways.”
I frown.
“Right. Don’t do that. You work for me, remember? And I don’t appreciate people sneaking into my house.”
