I shook my head out and pulled up his bottoms for him to tie. After, we got a shirt on him, then I tookhim to freshen up in the bathroom which he did on his own.
Thank God.
Then, we got him comfortable again back in bed with a pillow wedged under him to keep him from rolling on to his left side or off the bed completely. I went to grab my pillow from the other room and came back, turned off the light before I joined him under the covers, facing him.
I was nervous as hell, and it must have shown because he started to rub my arm, up and down, over and over. I closed my eyes, trying to use the feeling as a comfort. That was when I felt a light kiss near my ear and Jim whispered, “Can I hold you?”
My eyes sprang open. He was looking at me with so much care. It was like a very small piece of his heart had broken off and moved to his eyes to show me the truth. I nodded and rolled over to face away from him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer, cocooning himself around me. “Is this okay?”
I relaxed into his arms, feeling more protected and safer than I ever have before. “This is perfect,” I exhaled.
Jim kissed the back of my head twice before he said, “Goodnight, my honey.”
I never wanted to leave his arms again.
nineteen
Mother Of A Twister
Jim
“Ooooh, Charlie–,” I moaned.
“Oh my God, Jim–,” he responded, shifting against me.
I grunted with a sharp intake of a harsh breath, trying to bear the feeling I was experiencing out of surprise, grinding my teeth.
“Are you okay,” Charlie tried to turn around in my arms, in full panic, “I’m so sorry,” but I just pulled him back to me, full body against full body, containing the arm that hit me by accident.
As the feeling of sharp pain and the jolt of waking up from being hit in my sleep passed, I breathed easier, “I’m okay, Honey,” kissing the back of Charlie’s neck, “It’s fine. I don’t think any harmwas done.” I squeeze him tighter against me, my hardness not being shy, pressing against his ass.
“I knew this would happen,” Charlie said, calming down but still with a tinge of worry in his tone. “That’s why I wanted to sleep in the other room, I’m a–”
“Tornado, yes I’m aware,” humor in my voice. I slept, but not well. Charlie is definitely a restless sleeper. “If I hadn’t been holding onto you all night, I don’t even know what position you would have woken up in,” then snorted, adding, “or what new bruises I would have acquired.”
“Ugh,” smacking himself in the face.
Squeezing again, not able to get enough of the feeling of waking up with him against me. It’s only ever happened with one other man, when I stayed the night at his place when we attempted to date five years ago. It didn’t go well. He worked in the city at a bank, so he didn’t understand the mining or industrial lifestyle.
Plus, the reaction of the people close to me when they saw us together even though they knew about me, on top of the pressure of sneaking around was too much. I ended up losing my family and two close childhood friends in the process, whether they cut me off or I did.
David and I were friends at the time and work partners, and I was going to tell him too since we were so close and he seemed safe, but after that went down, I didn’t think it was a good choice to make.
Now here I am again, except this time is going to be different. I am going to make sure of that. I am not letting go.
I accidentally squeezed him tighter thinking about keeping him safe from the outside world that would try to tear us apart if they found out, making Charlie squeak, “Jimmy, you’re crushing me.”
“Oops,” releasing my boa constrictor hold on him, kissing his neck again. “Sorry, Honey.” I let him turn around finally, so we were face to face. I drew him back in, feeling my dick rub up against his hard log, making me grunt at the sensitivity.
He buried his face into my chest while also trying to pull away the bottom half of his body from me, while mumbling, “Oh my God–”
“Get used to it,” taking his chin and making him look at me, “because my friend likes to stand up a lot, too. Especially when there is this really cute man pressed against me.” I bounced my brows in a suggestive way. But all it did was make Charlie lose some of his morning color. “Hey, I was kidding. I promise, we won’t do anything until you are ready to do it. Okay?”
Charlie nodded at me. His embarrassment was as thick as my dick in its current state. I took his chin in my thumb and pointer finger, guiding him to me. I kissed him sweetly to officially start my day with sugar, instead of vinegar.
With him here though, it hit me he wasn’t at home with his father. He never told me what happened when he went to pack a bag to come back, so I asked him. “So, you never said yesterday, when you went home and came back here, how did your father react?”
Air blew out of his nose like a bull would do, ready to charge. “He was fine, I guess. He obviously isn’t happy about any of this. But I think he is trying. He attempted to give me the only money he had on him, which I think was all we really have left, but I wouldn’t take it.” He bit his lip, which I pulled out of his teeth.
