Page 42 of The Hitchhiker in Panama
Finally he reached down and grabbed the base of the condom while he pulled out. He disappeared out the door and returned a few moments later, sans condom.
“Do you want to use the toilet or shower?”
“Yes, please.” I rolled off the bed and cracked open the door. Hypothetically, I knew we were alone, but I poked my head out to be sure. Eivind laughed behind me.
I flicked the light on. Since most of the surfaces were white, I had to blink a few times to see properly. I peed and washed my hands before opening the door again.
Eivind sat on the bed, waiting for me.
“Are you sore?”
When I shook my head, he crooked a finger at me. “Come here.”
I stood in front of him, between his legs. He traced a finger over my skin, leaving goose bumps in his wake. When his fingers slid down my stomach, I swayed toward him.
His hands were greedy and grabby, his cock hard again.
This time we were more frantic. We made out on the bed, hands building each other up until Eivind tore away to grab another condom. While he rolled it on, he asked, “What is your favorite position?”
Once the condom was on, I pushed him flat on his back and swung my leg over his hips. He grunted and grabbed my hips, his eyes a little wild.
“Fuck, yes.”
I rode him, rocking my hips, playing with angles, enjoying his chest under my hands. Just as I started to hit the right spots, Eivind’s phone rang. I groaned, slumping down to rest my forehead on Eivind’s chest.
“You still really like your brother?” I said.
Eivind laughed. “Ja.”
“Damn it. I do too.”
I tried to get up, but Eivind gripped my hips and slammed me back down. The angle hit me deep and hard, making me shudder.
“Eivind.”
He groaned and sat up. “I know.”
He kissed me gently. The phone stopped ringing. He kissed me again. The ringing started back up.
This time when I moved, he didn’t stop me. Eivind answered his phone and I admired his bare ass for the first time. He had a short discussion in Norwegian, looking at his watch, looking at me, and sighing. “Ja.”He ended the call.
“Jonas?”
“Yes.” Eivind took the condom off and disappeared into the bathroom. Water ran and he came back out and slipped on his shorts. “Please. Stay naked. Stay in my bed. Ja?”
I crawled up to the head of the bed and pulled the sheets over my naked body. “I’ll be right here,” I promised.
Eivind opened the door to his cabin and stepped out. Even though he couldn’t see anything, his eyes raked over my body under the sheet. He groaned.
“One more peek?”
“Go!” I shouted at him, and he laughed before closing the door.
I didn’t keep my promise, but only with our best interest at heart. I slid my camisole and underwear back on and quickly went to my cabin. I didn’t think it was too presumptuous of me to assume I was staying the night with Eivind, so I grabbed some clothes for tomorrow and a few things I needed to put in Eivind’s cabin. I brushed my teeth and properly washed my face, stripped off my clothes, and climbed back into Eivind’s bed.
That was where I was when the rest of the group returned. Their laughter, their chatting, their footsteps, and only moments later Eivind came back in through the door.
“Hi,” he whispered. “Still naked?”
