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Maybe, after a few drinks, I’ll have the courage to ask Jeb for what I really want from him.
Chapter26
Eli
Illinois
I wake up to a slight headache, but feel okay otherwise. It must be the several times Jeb woke me up in the middle of the night and made me chug water.
Despite my protests to the contrary, I can now concede that though I might not have been the legal definition of intoxicated last night, my mental faculties and physical responses were definitely impaired.
Flashes of the awkward striptease I tried to perform in an attempt to seduce Jeb flash through my mind and I want to cover my head with the bedsheet and hide from Jeb the rest of the day.
At least he’s not around right now to witness my embarrassment. I can tell he’s not in the hotel suite. Jeb is a larger-than-life presence, and it’s easy to feel the different energy of a space when he’s not filling it. It’s definitely not my most scientific thinking, but doesn’t make it less true.
I can’t help imagining how empty every space will be once he’s not helping me fill it. I jump out of bed and head to the shower, trying to divert my train of thought. Jeb is in my lifenow. That’s all I’ll let myself focus on.
I’m so focused on scrubbing myself clean of any thoughts about the expiration date to my time with Jeb that it takes the sound of the shower door sliding open for me to realize Jeb has entered the bathroom.
He takes the washcloth from my hands. “You’re scrubbing your skin raw,” he says, lightly tracing his finger over my red skin. “Let me finish cleaning you.” He bends down and kisses the skin just above my clavicle, not seeming to care that he’s getting soaked. “I’ll be much more gentle.”
I answer him by pulling his wet Henley off, letting it fall to the bathroom tile with a splat. He quickly unsnaps his jeans and steps out of them and into the shower. Putting his hands on my shoulders, he pushes me forward, so I’m under the stream of hot water. I can feel his hard cock against me as one arm comes around my chest and grips the opposite shoulder, as his other hand runs the soapy washcloth over me, all the while peppering kisses up and down my neck.
My muscles go boneless. The conflicting pleasure of his touch is both relaxing my muscles and causing the nerves beneath them to fire up.
I can’t help pressing back against him as he moves his hips so his cock goes between my ass cheeks and begins sliding back and forth slowly, as if testing my reaction. “Faster,” I beg, needing more of the teasing friction. As his cock pistons back and forth, I beg him for more, “Please, please.”
“Were you serious last night?” he demands. “Do you really want me inside of you?”
“Yes,” I cry out. “Now, please now.”
“It’s not going to be today, Eli,” he says against my ear as he relentlessly keeps up his delicious rhythm against me.
I whimper in disappointment, and he chuckles. He kisses the shell of my ear. “We have to leave later tonight, and that’s not enough time.” He reaches around me to take my cock in his calloused hand and starts jacking me.
“Because Eli, I’m going to spend hours getting you ready for me.” He slows his frantic pace to tease his tip over my hole. “My fingers, my tongue, maybe a toy or two are going to make sure that sweet hole of yours is ready for my cock.”
He resumes his relentless pace again, all the while continuing to work my cock until my body starts to vibrate with the need to come.
“Then when you’re ready and almost lost your voice from begging for my cock, I’m going to fill you up, Eli.” Jeb says, his voice rough, his hips pistoning wildly. “I’m going to fill that virgin hole of yours and make you mine.”
His cum floods the channel between my ass cheeks, coating the outside of my hole, the feel of his hot spend on my skin, setting me off into a orgasms that leaves me weak and shaking in Jeb’s arms
He carries me to the bed. As I lay in a sleeping Jeb’s arms, while I fight against sleep so I can have a few more moments of savoring being in his arms, I admit to myself that I’m in love with Jebediah Jones.
Chapter27
Jeb
South Dakota
I’m driving us back to Colorado for another casino run, when, somehow, I end up parked on a scorched piece of earth I swore I’d never return to after I burned everything on it to the ground.
Otherwise known as Inyan, South Dakota.
Eli doesn’t notice we’re not in Colorado. He has the directional sense of a hummingbird that likes to spend its time flying into sliding glass windows. Plus, his head is down while he works on his computer. Any minute though, I’m gonna have to tell him why we’re sitting on the ugliest land settlers ever decided to form a city-charter on, as we listen to the big trucks blow by on their way to more important places.
Maybe I went on this little detour because I need Eli to really know me before we’re lovers in every sense of the word. The reason I’ve held off on giving him what he’s asked for, even though I burn to feel his tight body accept me, to watch the ecstasy play out in his eyes as I enter him.
