Page 80 of Proof

“Of course it wasn’t,” JJ responded. “Everyone knows the first date kiss doesn’t include tongue.”

I highly doubted that statement because no way was JJ getting away from me until I had another taste of him. A slow, long, deep taste that would have to hold me until the next one.

“Now, I believe I was saying I already told you two secrets about myself. The crush thing—from thepast—and why I changed my name to JJ,” he declared.

The mere fact that he was allowing himself to refer to our true first date lifted a heavy weight from my mind. JJ might never remember the events of those few nights we’d had but was accepting them. That meant more to me than the actual memory of the night when he’d told me the story about his name for the first time.

“So it’s your turn,” JJ said. “I know about the butterflies so I’m just going to store that little tidbit away for the future,” he continued in a terrible imitation of a sinister voice that had me laughing so hard that he slapped my stomach. I probably would have continued laughing except he kept his hand where it was. That meant my aching cock was just inches from his fingers.

“Um,” was all I managed to get out because JJ decided it would be a good time to slide his hand up and down my abdomen, getting achingly close to the head of my cock that was just above of the waistband of my briefs and dripping pre-cum.

“Cass,” JJ prodded, his voice completely calm and even.

“Right, a secret,” I groaned as my dick grew painfully hard. Somehow, I managed to admit my second secret. “The first time I jerked myself off was while watching a certain lifeguard show with hot guys running around in red shorts and black Speedos.”

Thankfully, JJ’s hand disappeared from my abdomen, but only so he could try to stifle his laughter by turning his head away and pressing his mouth against his forearm. “How old were you?” he managed to choke out.

“Twelve,” I responded. “It was the last season, though. I actually cried because I didn’t have any way to get to the store to buy the first season on DVD. And it wasn’t like I could ask my grandmother to get them for me. There were so many seasons, it would have taken up most of my allowance and I would have had to find someplace to hide a gazillion DVDs that were more tits and ass than any kind of actual plot. Oh, and the abs. Can’t forget the abs on all those guys,” I said in what I could only admit was a dreamy way.

JJ’s attempt at stifling his mirth was a complete and total failure. I didn’t give a whit that he was laughing at me. The sound of it brought me a kind of joy I hadn’t felt since my final date with him before he was shot. “How long did it take you to find out it was in syndication before it even ended and therewere like twenty channels running it every day?” JJ asked as the laughter subsided. His smile stayed, though.

I opened my mouth to answer his question but stopped when I played his words back in my head. “How did you know it was already in syndication before it ended, huh JJ?”

His cheek, neck, and upper chest began to turn red. He wetted his lips with his tongue, though I doubted he’d even realized he’d done it. My body sure as hell had noticed.

“I… might have… seen… an episode,” JJ sputtered. “Or two,” he added as he tried to contain his laughter. I wanted to tell him the sound was music to my ears, but I held my tongue. When he calmed down enough to speak, his eyes linked with mine and he pouted like a pro before saying, “I’m sorry. Come here, my gorgeous hunk of man. Let JJ make it all better.” He opened his arms wide.

I knew something was up but happily took the bait. The second I had my arms wrapped around him, I felt fingers skittering along my sides and under my arms. My body jerked and immediately sought to escape the annoying sensation. When I rolled onto my back, JJ followed until he was straddling me. “Look, youareticklish!”

JJ kept up the torture for several more seconds before he gave me a break. “Another thing I now know about you that no one else does,” he said triumphantly.

We were both panting from the skirmish, but we were also very aware of our positions.

Very.

His ass was lightly brushing my already painfully hard cock as he continued to straddle me. At some point I’d put my hands on JJ’s hips and his hands were covering mine. We remained locked in that position as we stared at each other. I could both see and feel his erection as it strained the material of his briefs.

“Cass?” JJ whispered.

“Yeah?” I grated out because he had settled more of his weight on me, and he was beginning to rock his hips back and forth.

JJ closed his eyes. He took one of my hands from his hips and began sliding it across his abdomen, chest, and throat. His skin was exquisite. He had next to no hair on his chest, but there was no missing the treasure trail that began at his belly button and traveled straight down until the waistband of his briefs hid the rest of it from me. I wondered what it would feel like to press my nose against the wiry hair at his groin when he pushed his thick dick into my mouth and down my throat.

JJ’s rocking intensified and I couldn’t stop the moan of pleasure that escaped my lips.

“What… what happens on the second date?” JJ bit out before he opened his eyes and lowered them so he could look at mine. I was certain the lust I saw there mirrored my own.

“Whatever we want,” I managed to say. It wasn’t the response I should have given him, but it was what I’d wanted to say. We’d both agreed to limit the evening’s sexual activity to a kiss, but I doubted either of us cared about that anymore.

JJ stopped the rocking motion. I nearly ordered him to keep going. Well, maybe not order, but there was definitely going to be some begging. He bent at the waist until his upper body was just above mine. He braced his hands on each side of my head and held my gaze. “What do you want, Cass?” he asked softly.

I reached my hands up to cup his face and kissed him hard. “You,” I breathed against his mouth. “All I’ll ever want is you.”

I was rewarded with a deep, hungry kiss. It got even better when he settled his ass back on my groin and began rocking back and forth again. There was no rhythm in it, so I knew JJ was playing with me. Every time he ground his ass against my dick and pumped his hips several times in a row, my need for release would grow. When I was close to the top and needed only onemore slide of his firm globes over my weeping dick, he’d stop and pause long enough for the coil inside of me to loosen just enough to keep me near the edge.

“Cass,” JJ called softly. I hadn’t even realized I’d closed my eyes until he spoke my name. His face was just inches from mine. I tried to reach up to capture his lips but at some point, he had pinned my arms to the bed and was holding my wrists in his hands. I could have easily broken his hold, and he would have let me go if I’d asked him, but I had no interest in escaping. There was no fear either. I might have technically been trapped but there was no instinct to escape the sensual prison JJ was creating around me.

Us.

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