Page 14 of Touchdown

“Don’t you dare touch. You’re coming untouched, or you’re not coming at all.”

I moan, those words sending a spike of desire through me. Who knew I was into being ordered around in bed? Certainly not me. I guess you learn something new every day.

“You look hot like this,” Cody murmurs. “So desperate, just from my finger in your ass. Do you want to come, Luke?”

“So much,” I gasp. “Please, Cody.”

“Then come, Luke. Come for menow.”

He punctuates his words with a particularly hard stroke to my prostate and I come. I cry out as my cock explodes, sending come everywhere, my cock jerking wildly up and down.

Cody keeps stroking my prostate until I go limp and whimper as I become oversensitive. He removes his hand and wipes it on the sleeping bag. I half-expect him to dash out like he did the last time, but where is he going to go? We’ve already established that sleeping outside isn’t an option.

Cody stares at me and I’m struggling to read his expression. Is that… fear? That doesn’t make sense. Why would he be afraid of me, especially after what we just did.

“Cody? Are you alright?”

“Fuck,” he mutters, his head falling into his hands. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

I put a tentative hand on his shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

“We shouldn’t have done that.”

“Why not?”

“I—it’s complicated.”

I hesitate. I don’t even like Cody, but he’s obviously in distress and I’m not completely heartless.

“Come here.” I pull him into our joined sleeping bag and slot myself in beside him, pulling him to my chest. “Talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“This is all wrong. I should never have… I should have been stronger…”

Cody sniffs. Is he crying? I have no idea what’s going on and I hate it. I wish I knew how to comfort him, but there’s no way I can do that if he doesn’t tell me what the problem is.

“Use your words, Cody. Tell me what’s going on in your head.”

“It’s a long story,” Cody mumbles.

“Well, we have all night. Tell me.”

Cody takes a deep, shuddering breath. “I was engaged. He hurt me. Not physically, but… Well, he cheated with his best man on the night before the wedding. It just about broke me. I honestly don’t know how I survived. I loved him more than anyone in the world, and he betrayed me.

“After that, I swore I’d never fall in love again. I’m not opening myself up to that kind of hurt. I wouldn’t make it through a second round. The problem is, I can’t seem to separate my feelings from sex. I knew that if I slept with anyone, feelings would ultimately get involved. I had to avoid giving in to such feelings at all costs.”

“That’s why you’ve been so awful to me,” I say slowly. “You were trying to push me away because you’re attracted to me.”

Cody nods miserably. “Lot of good it did me. I’m so sorry, Luke. I don’t really have a problem with you. You’re actually a great guy—which makes this even more dangerous. If we keep doing this and feelings get involved…”

I don’t agree with Cody’s stance on never having feelings for anyone ever again, but it’s not my place to try to change his mind on that. However, that doesn’t mean I can’t speak up about the rest.

“I think you’re overthinking it. So, we’re enjoying each other’s bodies. That doesn’t mean you’re going to wake up tomorrow and suddenly be in love with me. How about we just take things slow. We can be friends with benefits. Many people make that work without ever becoming anything more than friends. If you start to develop feelings you don’t want, we can stop.”

Cody bites his lip, clearly torn.

“I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do, Cody. If you’re prefer not to do anything physical again, that’s fine. But I hope we can at least drop the animosity.”

I still don’t agree with Cody’s actions, but now that I understand his reasons a bit more, I find that I can’t really be angry with him. He’s not a bad person; he’s just scared. I get that. People do weird things when they’re scared.

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