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Jonas didn’t say a word, but he was still smiling.
It took us another twenty minutes to get to the bus stop, and I pulled the bike over to the side when we finally reached it. It was dark, almost seven, by the time we got there, and the street was dead. The suburban hell that he called home was always quiet, so it wasn’t unusual.
Jonas rose and stepped out of the sidecar, unbuckling his half helmet slowly. “You shouldn’t have pulled out that knife. Where did you get it?”
I shrugged because it was a stupid question.
“Oh.” He chewed on his bottom lip and glanced around.
“You’re not going to get into trouble for being out after dark, are you?” I asked, concerned.
He laughed quietly. “Probably, but I can lie? I guess. I already did this morning, so I can tell Mom there was some trouble at the shelter.”
I nodded and tapped the gas tank of the Harley. “Cool.”
He sighed loudly. “You don’t hate me for not wanting to do that yet, do you?”
I winced and threw my leg off the bike so I was standing beside him. I took off my helmet and set it on my seat so he could see my face. “Nah. I’ve never been rejected, though. Kind of threw me.”
“I didn’t reject you,” he whispered furiously, glancing around again. “I’m not really ready. I like you a lot, Ethan.” He rubbed his abs for a second before shooting forward so fast I didn’t see him coming. His lips smashed over mine.
I wrapped my arms around him and returned the kiss until he moved back just as quickly. “Wow.”
He laughed nervously and bounced on his toes. “I would like to see you again. Tomorrow’s Sunday, so I have church and then more stuff afterward, but maybe you could walk me to school on Monday?”
I grinned. “Yeah, that sounds cool.”
The lights of the bus stop didn’t do him justice. They were bland and boring, and he was a fucking angel.
“Monday,” he whispered.
“Monday.”
He shifted backward before spinning on his heel and walking away with an extra spring in his step. I couldn’t look away from his ass and the way it moved, and I grinned wider. Okay, so he was a virgin who’d done no sexual stuff. I could deal with that if it meant I would get that cute butt.
He gave me a silly smile over his shoulder, and I waved and returned the gesture before getting back onto my bike.
At least I would have some good jerk off material tonight.
I chuckled as I headed toward the trailer park.
8
JONAS
The darkness closedin around me, and as I strolled between lights along the sidewalk, I smiled and touched my lips. I didn’t have anything to compare him with, but I was certain Ethan was the best kisser in the universe. My dick was half hard in my pants and hadn’t gone down since I’d touched my mouth to his. Glancing around, I slipped my hand down to give my wood a quick rub and laughed, yanking my palm away again just as fast.
Swallowing hard, I held in a moan. I’d never felt so on fire in my life. That was part of why I’d stopped Ethan on the Ferris wheel. He hadn’t even touched my cock, and I’d been so turned on I was halfway to embarrassing myself. Plus, it had been too much for in public. I wanted him to touch me somewhere we could be safe. I bit the corner of my mouth. I wanted to go home and take care of myself while thinking about Ethan’s kiss and the way his body felt cuddled up against mine. I wanted to remember the sweet way he’d let me hold him while he was afraid.
Ethan didn’t seem like the type of guy to let just anyone see the way he was feeling on the inside. In a weird way, even though Dad would hate Ethan, he was the type of person Dad wanted me to be—masculine and emotionally level. Dad talked about the value of “being a real man” a lot. I hadn’t met anyone who personified those things Dad talked about more than Ethan. Tough. Unafraid to protect his own interests. Smart in a tense situation. I shook my head, chasing off those thoughts. I wanted Ethan because he had a nice smile and he was kind to me and he let me be there for him.
Notbecause of some weird, messed-up view of life Dad had beaten into my brain.
Oh, and I wanted him because he was the best kisser. I smiled again and couldn’t stop. Biting my lip, I thought about sneaking into the kitchen and stealing some coconut oil to take upstairs. I’d fingered my hole a few times now, and I wanted to do that tonight while remembering his lips clinging to mine. I needed to feel the stretch there in my ass, where I knew he would want to be when we got closer. My heart picked up speed, and I moaned softly, looking forward to walking in the front door.
My phone buzzed in my jeans pocket and my anticipation turned to dread. I tugged my phone out and glanced at it. I’d been ignoring the phone since sometime around four o’clock this afternoon. I’d probably missed twenty calls between both of my parents, but it had been Dad who’d called the last two times, and I knew that meant he would be waiting.
We had a very godlike household, which meant that he’d always been the one to decide any punishments, and the fact that I was eighteen now didn’t change a single thing about that. The second I’d made the decision not to come home before dinner, I’d known I would get into some type of trouble. I sighed, my steps slowing until finally I stopped at the end of the path that led to our door and stared at the house.
