Page 37 of Jacob Michaels is Trouble

“Yes.” Lucas sighed dreamily. “Yes, sir.”

Lucas’ head was on my chest as we laid naked on the bed together, both of us worn out yet satisfied. My boyfriend’s ass was a slightly brighter shade of pink than a slight sunburn would provide, but the dreamy smile on his face let me know that he didn’t mind in the slightest. Every now and again, Lucas would turn his face so he could tenderly kiss my chest, as though thanking me over and over again for what we had just done. My mind reeled at the thought of everything we had done that I had never thought of doing before. I wasn’t so sure that either of us would ever do those things again, even with each other, but the evidence that we both had enjoyed the experience immensely was evident.

Only once had Lucas told me that it was all too much during our session in his bedroom. But it wasn’t because he couldn’t physically take the pleasure bordering on pain. It was because he was so turned on that he needed me to stop so that he could turn around and drop to his knees in front of me. He needed to do things to me to show how much he was enjoying what we were doing. And I was happy to let him. My fingers had twisted, curled, and tugged at his hair as he used his mouth on me in a way that only he knew how to do. After that, my mouth was on him as I held his hands behind him against his ass. Then he was on the bed on all fours again, but for an entirely different reason than punishment.

It was all too much and not enough for both of us. Lucas and I were not known for ending our sessions too quickly, but this once I think we both would have been unhappy to go all night. Our experiment had aroused us both too much for that to be a possibility. Our excitement made it impossible for us to not thrust and suck and stroke and spank towards one goal as quickly as possible. Things ended much more rapidly than usual, but I was pretty sure that neither one of us was going to complain.

“Can it be like this forever?” Lucas whispered against my chest before kissing it gently again. “You and me. This? I want this to be our life, Rob. I don’t want to never not have life be like this.”

“It can be like this as much as you like, Lucas.” I sighed happily.

“Promise?” He asked with a sigh.

Responding to Lucas was not the easiest task once my mental processes started to catch up with me. When I had come to Lucas’ house for dinner as we had planned, I had also been keenly aware that I needed to tell him that I wanted to go back to Hollywood. I needed to leave Point Worth, Ohio—put everything behind me and go back to the life that I thought I hated. After being in Point Worth and everything that had happened in such a short amount of time, Hollywood was looking better than it ever had. It looked better than it had after I jumped into the well in the basement, my memories got stolen, and my wish had been granted. Now that I knew I had the charisma and personality—enhanced by my innate magical abilities—to be a movie star, I knew that I could escape all of the craziness of my hometown once more.

The Kobolds were one thing. Discovering the things creeping around Oma’s house was jarring before I had retrieved my memories from the well, but I could have dealt with it. Finding out that there were werewolves…I probably could have dealt with that as well. I mean…there are tons of things out in the world that a lot of us know nothing about. Only five percent of the ocean has been explored, so there could easily be things living in the deep that would turn a person’s hair white as they shit their pants.

Having the encounters with Jason, seeing strange visions, pulling my teenage self out of Lake Erie…I probably could have learned to deal with those things. Oma being a witch, the same. Once I jumped into the well and recovered mine and Lucas’ memories and really understood about the man in the black hooded cloak, things got unbearable. Now I knew that unknown werewolves were roaming Point Worth, looking to cause trouble. Lucas had some odd powers. Jason and Andrew would never stop being a bother. Oma would never stop keeping secrets. And sticking around Point Worth would lead to its decimation made my path clear.

Leave.

Get on a plane.

Never look back.

The man in the black hooded cloak will have no reason to return if you are not here, Rob.

He won’t have the ability.

In the furthest, deepest corners of my mind, I knew that my plan was full of holes and there were a million problems that Lucas and I should probably deal with before we made any major decisions. Together, we had a lot to discuss, questions to ask, things to tell each other, but I just didn’t care. I had come to Point Worth because I was tired and done with Hollywood. What would be so wrong about going back to Hollywood for the same reason? Point Worth and everyone and everything in it was going to have the same effect eventually. In fact, Point Worth would probably lead to mine or several other people’s deaths.

Get out while the getting’s good, Rob.

“Lucas,” I whispered into his hair as he kissed my chest again.

“Mm.”

“Do you want to live in California?” I asked gently.

Lucas’ lips froze against my chest. As if time was moving at a snail’s pace, his head slowly turned, and I was greeted with his confused, and possibly horrified gaze.

“What?”

I chuckled nervously.

“Would you want to live in California?” I asked again, refusing to lose my resolve. “With me. I want to leave Point Worth. Soon.”

“Rob.” He started to pull away.

Tightening my arms around his body, I kept Lucas’ body against mine as we stared into each other’s eyes. Lucas’ started to look slightly aghast at what I had been suggesting, but he stopped trying to pull away from me.

“How soon?”

“Tomorrow if we could.”

“Oh my god.” Lucas’ lips parted in shock. “You told me you wanted to stay here. Find a guy to live your life with. Who loved you. Travel. Live to be old and happy, and live a quiet life. What changed, Rob? I mean…did you not mean all of that when you said it?”

“Lucas.” I shifted in the bed, bringing myself to a seated position against the headboard. Lucas slid from my arms but did not pull away as he came to kneel in front of me. For once, his nudity presented to me in such a way was not a distraction. “I meant every word when I said it. But you know everything that’s happened since then. Can you honestly say that you want to stay here now? After everything that’s happened? Now that we know everything that we know? Again? We have our memories back, babe.”