Mount Pleasant

Chapter 5

Bentley's POV

I currently lie on my bed, my body shaking and my mind racing. Today is Saturday, which means I am seeing Nikolai very soon.

I still can not believe what came over me the other night. It just felt amazing to have his body touching mine and I felt as if I couldn't resist him. The way that his nose gently caressed my neck had me fighting to mewl in pleasure.

I hope that nothing like that happens today during our outing, but I can already tell that it will. My body craves those sensational sparks, and his big, strong body. But that's what scares me. Nikolai is a man and I have never even considered being... gay.

I've always pictured myself falling in love with a woman and having a couple kids. But here I am, acting like an excited teenage girl as I wait for 7:00 to roll around. Yes, you've heard right. I'm lying here in bed, freaking out at like 5:30 in the morning. I guess you could say that I didn't get much sleep. But how could I sleep when my dreams are infested with Nikolai?

Groaning, I decide to get up and take a shower now. I stand from my bed and stretch, then make my way through my bedroom and across the hall into the bathroom. I quickly strip my clothes and struggle with the faucet before finally getting under the hot water.

I washed my hair and body and as the water rinsed me off I couldn't help but think that Nikolai was here, in the shower with me. I pictured him washing my body and gently caressing my skin. I even pictured him massaging my tense muscles and leaving soft kisses across my neck.

I shivered in pleasure and realized that I had accidentally gotten hard. I reach down and wrap my hand around my member before slowly pleasuring myself.

As I reached my peak, my mouth opened and I unintentionally moaned, "Nikolai!" as my fluids shot out and probably splattered on the shower wall.

I breathed heavily and rinsed off one more time before I climbed out. I crossed the hall and went back into my room to get dressed. I then blushed deeply when I realized that I had just jacked off to the thought of a man.

As I pulled up my pants I heard a knock on the door. Shit! I threw on a white shirt to go with my grey skinny jeans before trying desperately to find my shoes. I ran out of my bedroom to try to find my shoes possibly in the hallway, but instead I tripped down the stairs. I bumped my body on all thirteen stairs, but before I could crash into the floor, a pair of warm arms caught me. I sighed in relief and cuddled into the body that made me feel those amazing sparks.

"Shh. Are you okay?" He cooed, gently caressing my cheek. I nodded, not trusting my voice as I feared it would crack. He set me down on my feet and we stood in silence.

"I need shoes." I mumble, embarrassed that I couldn't even find my shoes by myself without hurting myself.

"Do you know what color they are?" Nikolai asked gently, probably afraid of me snapping at him like I did yesterday.

"Grey." I answered, and slowly walked over to the table to sit down.

"Okay. I'll look for them." Nikolai said, followed by the sound of his retreating footsteps.

He returned just a short while later and before I could protest, he was bent down and putting my shoes on my feet.

"Thank you, Nikolai." I said, smiling. To my surprise, Nikolai leaned down and placed a soft kiss on my cheek.

"You're welcome, Tinok." He whispered, taking my hand in his as he lead me outside. The air was very warm today, and thankfully the humidity was low. He helped me into his vehicle, and he then got behind the wheel. We drove for a few minutes until I decided to speak up.

"What is Tinok?" I asked, referring to what he had called me. I hope it's nothing bad.

"Tinok is Hebrew. It is my nickname for you." Nikolai answered, vaguely.

"That doesn't answer my question. What does it mean?" I pressed, getting slightly aggravated. The vehicle, which I think is a truck, turned onto another road. The car was silent now, and I felt my aggravation rising. The only reason that I want to know what that word means is because I will not tolerate someone calling me a bad name.

"It means Baby." Nikolai suddenly spoke up, surprising me. My cheeks flush, heating up my face very much.

"Oh." I answered, and I faced away from him as I tried to hide my smile. I feel like such a teenage girl when it comes to Nikolai, and I hate it!

A hand reached over to my own and held it loosely. I froze, and focused on the intense sparks that rushed up my arm as Nikolai's fingers gently caressed my own.

"I figured that we could have breakfast first, and then I'll show you the main points of this city. Like the Hospital, the Courthouse, My House, the supermarket, and then I'll show you Main street. Sound good?" He asked, bringing my hand up and placing a sweet kiss on the top. I cleared my throat and thought over what he said.

"Your house?" I asked, hesitantly.

"Yeah. Because I'm the uh, Mayor, I live in the house that mostly everyone in the city visits at least once a day. My house is kind of like the Town Hall, persay." Nikolai explained. I nodded in understanding.

We stopped at a small, brick building that had a big blue sign that said Cindy's. The parking lot was full, but that's normal. I knew all of these things thanks to Nikolai who sat patiently and explained our surroundings to me. He held my hand as we walked inside, and all of the chatter seemed to cease. Just like at the police station, I thought.

"Hello, Sir. Table or booth?" A small, feminine voice asked. Nikolai leaned down and nuzzled my ear for a moment, before repeating the question to me.

"Table or booth, Tinok?" He whispered.

"Booth please." I answered. Nikolai led us over to a booth and we sat down across from each other.

"Hello, I'm Kat and I'll be your waitress this morning. Can I start you boys off with a drink?" A peppy voice asked.

"I'll have a coffee." I said, then leaned back against the plush cushion of the booth.

"Make that two." Nikolai ordered.

"You got it! I'll be back in a few minutes to take your orders." The female said, then walked off to retrieve our drinks.

"What do you like to eat?" Nikolai asked, his voice low and sweet.

"I like banana pancakes." I answered, crossing my fingers in the hopes that this restaurant has them.

"Then you're getting banana pancakes." He responded, causing me to blush slightly.

Our food came quickly, and it was eaten even quicker. We, however, stayed sitting in the booth talking to each other and learning some simple things about one another.

I learned that Nikolai's favorite color is green, his favorite food is venison, favorite movie is Ted, and his favorite season is spring. He loves to hunt, spend time with his family, and he even loves to cook.

When we finally left the small diner, he helped me into his truck and we drove around the city as he brought me to the places he mentioned. We parked at every one of the buildings and we sat there as he explained to me what it looked like.

But now, unfortunately, we are on our way to his house. I'm not so sure how I feel about this.

My blood was pumping at an unusually quick rate, but I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down. I wasn't even sure why I was so nervous, but today kind of felt like a date, so the fact that we're going to his house makes me feel like this is all moving too fast.

But what the hell am I talking about, and what should it matter?

I'm not gay.

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Quick update!

Hope you liked it!

Thanks for reading :)

-Shy