Page 99 of You Are Not Me


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Daniel pulled away with a noise of regret. I reached for him, but he shook his head and gently took hold of my wrists, folding my arms back over my chest. He glanced over his shoulder.

Hot embarrassment swept over me. “I’m sorry,” I whispered.

“Don’t be.”

Heat prickled my cheeks, and I had to look away from him.Friends kiss sometimes, Adam hissed in my mind.

“Hey, don’t,” Daniel said. “It’s just…” He indicated the others in the room with a movement of his head. “Understand?” He reached out and tenderly wiped the wetness of our kiss from my mouth with his thumb.

I nodded.

He sighed. Then he leaned over and pressed another kiss to my lips, rubbed his nose against my cheek, and breathed in deeply.

When he pulled back, he whispered, “Goodnight, Peter.”

He rolled away and snapped off the lamp, leaving me trembling in the darkness. I couldn’t even trust my voice to wish him goodnight too. I held as still as possible, fighting the urge to scoot close to him, to try again, to takehischin inmyhand, and kiss him with all the urgent, hot want that had been building in me from the day I met him.

I closed my eyes and clenched my fists. No, he’d said no. And it wasn’t true that friends kissed sometimes—at least it wasn’t true forme.

I’d kissed Daniel because what I felt for him went beyond friendship. If I acted on my feelings, I’d be in an even bigger mess. Besides, I had no idea if Antonio, Minty, and Windy were actually asleep. Whatever happened between me and Daniel, I didn’t want there to be witnesses for it.

As I focused on getting my breathing under control, fighting off the weird mix of lust, hurt, and shame, Daniel’s hand slid over, under the blankets. He took hold of my hand, brushing his fingers gently over my knuckles before twining our fingers together. I opened my eyes and tried to make out his face in the darkness.

“Okay?” he asked.

I couldn’t say anything. My throat was too tight, and my heart was pounding. I cleared my throat, and he squeezed my hand. I stared at the clock glowing on the table beside the TV.

He scooted closer to me, and I rolled toward him.

“This is a terrible idea,” he whispered.

I nodded, wrapping my arms around his strong shoulders. He kissed my neck softly, and I arched into him. Daniel cursed and rolled me onto my back, moving to cover me. I shuddered and spread my legs as his mouth fit against mine again.

We moved together, my body answering his hands and mouth. The thick, long length of his cock lined right up against mine through our boxer shorts, and the bed creaked rhythmically as we kissed.

He pulled the blankets over our heads, and in the darkness we were alone. I rutted against him, tasting his saliva and skin. The air grew humid and stale, full of our breath and the scent of our lust. We moved harder together until I was on the edge.

“Shh, let’s take it slow,” he murmured against my shoulder. I groaned softly.

As we kissed and licked earlobes, necks, and mouths again and again, I ran my hands over his arms and gripped his shoulders. He rode against me until I was sure I’d either come or lose my mind, and then he backed me down again. I shook and whispered pleas against the rough stubble of his cheek.

The world narrowed to his body and mine, our cocks, and our mouths, rough and then soft and then rough again, moving under the motel sheets. When Daniel finally skimmed my boxers down, freeing my dick, I gasped loudly, juddering with anticipation.

He slid down, kissing my hipbones as he went, then brought his mouth close to my cock, breathing on it softly. I twisted my fingers into his hair and tried to guide him down onto my dick, but he just kissed the tip lightly before rising up to kiss my lips again. Confused, I whispered, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Almost forgot we aren’t alone.”

“Oh.”

He kissed me hard before pulling back to breathe in my ear. “Okay?”

“Yeah, just don’t stop.”

Daniel kissed me with a gentleness that made my heart melt. “Ready to come for me?”

I nodded, and he shifted to wrap his hand around my dick for the first time.

He worked fast, not wasting any time on teasing. I clutched his shoulders, holding on tight as he found the right grip to make me bite my lip and fight off a moan. Shoving his cock against my side, he kissed my neck, sucking sweet love bites into my skin.

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