Chapter 4 – Jesse
“Are you sure this is going to be okay?”
I looked at the man on the couch. I felt bad for him. His legs wouldn’t even straighten out, and he didn’t look comfortable. I was sure that he was going to have a crook in his neck if he slept that way all night.
“Yes, I’m fine. Really.”
Not having anything else to offer him but my own bed, I went into my room and got dressed in my sleep clothes. I could hear him rustling around on the couch and I felt bad again. It was hard not to. After everything that he’d done for me, it felt wrong to leave him like that. It just didn’t seem right.
“Scott?”
“Yeah?”
“Why don’t you come in here? The bed is plenty big enough. You’re never going to get to sleep on that thing.”
It didn’t take but a couple of moments for him to get into the room, and if I wasn’t so thrown off I would have laughed, it was that funny. He didn’t seem drunk anymore, and the glaze in his eyes had been replaced with a look that said he wanted to devour me. I was having second thoughts, but it was too late.
“Are you sure, Jesse?”
I nodded my head, but I couldn’t get anything else to come out. Scott was taking his shirt off, and I wasn’t prepared for the hard lines of his chest. He was even more gorgeous with his shirt off, and when he went for his pants, I couldn’t help but hide my face. I could feel it getting hot. I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to face him or not. I didn’t think I was, but I didn’t have a choice when he crawled onto the bed next to me and got underneath the covers.
I could feel his hot body on mine immediately, and I realized then that I’d made a mistake. A big one. When he pulled me in for a kiss, I knew that I was lost.
His lips were soft but insistent. He tasted like the wine that we’d drunk with dinner, and I could feel myself getting drunk off the taste. I wanted him so badly, far too badly, and when he moved to cover my body, I didn’t resist. I’d resisted him far too long, and now there was nothing I wanted to do but let him have his way with me. It was just for a night. I wasn’t going to fall in love, this was all about pleasure.
When I felt Scott push his lower body against me, I gasped at the hardness already there. We’d only kissed for a moment and it was raging underneath me, throbbing and throwing off an avalanche of heat that was driving me crazy.
“Wrap your legs around me, Jesse.”
I did as he wanted, unable to think of anything else that I wanted more. But I instantly regretted the action. When I moved my legs up to his waist and then his torso, I could feel his need even more. Now it was pressing into me so hard that I thought he would go right through the shorts I was wearing. It was hard to think, and the more he pushed in, the more I wanted all of him. I hadn’t planned this or thought it would happen, but now I felt like if he didn’t do me right then and there, right now, I was surely going to explode. Surely a person could explode, and I was sure that I was going to be next for such a fate. I just knew it.
“Please, Scott.”
He chuckled at my request. I wasn’t sure what I was asking for, but when his mouth moved onto my chest and took one of my hard nipples inside, I knew that he knew exactly what I needed.
My legs fell off of his waist as he pushed me back into the bed and gave us a little distance. For a moment I thought he was leaving, and I heard the whine that ripped between my lips. The last thing that I wanted was for him to go. I was too far into it and the internal implosion was seriously starting to worry me. Scott was going to single-handedly drive me crazy.
“I just want to see all of you, Jesse. I’m not going anywhere, but I’ve been thinking about what you look like underneath those clothes for a long time. I have to see all of you before we go any further.”
His words meant nothing except that his hands were not going to touch me right away. I whimpered again and lifted my hips up to pull my own shorts down. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and before I could really think about what I was doing, I had my fingers sliding along my slit. I couldn’t believe how wet I was, and I couldn’t believe how wanton I was acting.
Scott’s eyes darkened and he stood up long enough to shrug off his last bit of clothing. My eyes were riveted to the hard meat that was driving me insane, and my free hand went to wrap my fingers around it. The silken rod felt so good in my hand, and the sound that came from Scott was somehow even better.
I don’t know what spurred him on, but after my one innocent touch, he seemed to go a little crazy himself. Before I knew it, he was back on top of me, his body wedged between my legs, and I could feel the heat of him against my own tempered flesh. I gasped as I felt him move towards me and then my eyes closed as the hard head pushed me open and started to penetrate my core.
Crying out into the night, my head buried into his shoulder as I tried to stop the sounds that were coming from me. It was embarrassing how good he felt. Nothing was supposed to feel so good, and I was unable to stop the noises he wrung out of me. I was almost sick of trying.
“Please, Scott. I need all of you.”
He pushed in deeper and I hissed as he filled me up. It didn’t seem like it would fit, but he forced himself all the way in and told me to hang on. I did as I was told, even though it sounded like something you’d tell a kid on a roller coaster. Little did I know that a roller coaster ride was pretty close to the truth.
Scott in bed was just like he was in person, overwhelming and a bit much to take. I wanted to tell him to slow down, sure that he was going to break me, but there was no telling him no, no slowing down the way he moved. After less than a minute, I didn’t seem to care. All I could think about was how good he felt inside of me and how much more I needed him.
Even as I felt him come inside of me, groaning his own pleasure out into the night air, I knew that I was lost. I’d broken the promise that I’d made to myself before it all started. As he rolled to his side and pulled me against his sweaty body, I knew that I had lost my heart to him. It was supposed to be just pleasure, but all I felt was love.
“Are you okay, Jesse? I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
I told him that I was fine, wondering for a moment what he was talking about. He hadn’t hurt me at all, just given me more pleasure than I thought my body could hold. It wasn’t hard to see that I was well out of my league. I’d known that Scott was a dangerous man, but now I knew just how dangerous he could really be.
To be continued in Part 6…