Be My Escape - Island Night

Island Night

Kaleb

I walked back to the beach house, my excitement growing with each step. I knew I had nothing to worry about. I'd been telling myself that for days, and I was reassured even more today seeing how much trust Jesse had in me. 

I was still nervous, but I was more worried about how he'd left me on the beach... How annoyed and disappointed he looked as he stomped off back to our room. Disappointing him was the last thing I wanted to do.

But I knew Jesse... And I knew I could still turn the night around.

When I walked into our room, it looked exactly as it had when I left... But it felt so different. Seeing the bathroom door shut, the sound of the shower running, Jesse's bag open, his clothes hanging out...

I knew what else was in that bag.

And he wasn't the only one who brought condoms... Who hoped that this night would come.

I walked to the bed and sat down, waiting... My heart began to pound when I heard the shower stop... Heard the shower door opening... But he was taking his time. I felt like I stared at the door forever.

Finally it opened, and my gaze was drawn straight to his legs, bare, popping out of one of my large white t-shirts. Sure, he'd worn the shortest shorts I'd ever seen him in today, but now, he wasn't wearing any, and the t-shirt was just covering everything I wanted to see... Barely.

He definitely knew how to get my attention, and I loved how damn confident he could be sometimes. I had to force my attention back to his face as he sauntered over.

"You still only find me cute?" He said playfully, stopping much too far away from where I sat.

"Cutest guy I've ever seen," I teased and reached out to grab him, but he stayed just out of reach, his face slipping into a pout.

"Come on... You... Drowning in my shirt... How could I not?" I admired him a bit more, pushing my nerves aside and letting my eyes lazily drift over him again... Imagining how he looked beneath it. I was hard already just thinking about it, and he smirked when he noticed.

 He had to know how tough it had been for me to wait for things to be just right... Perfect... But now, that seemed so stupid. Jesse was always perfect.

"Why don't you come take it off me?" He swayed a little, and I was so over saying no.

This time I moved faster, making sure to grab him before he could step back and pulled him into my lap, the shirt hiking up over his thighs as he straddled me. "You are completely irresistible, Jesse." I whispered as I lifted it higher. 

"Seems like you've been able to resist me pretty easily..." He argued. I knew I deserved that.  

"Give me one more chance to show you." 

I traced my fingers over his newly exposed skin, until he was left in nothing but those tiny underwear... They definitely weren't doing much to hide what was beneath, stretched even tighter with all the excitement.

"I'm glad you came back." He tugged my shirt off as well, and he kissed me, his tongue slowly teasing mine... His body was hot already, and it seemed to move on it's own, griding against me. I loved when he did that, his breathing quickening, showing me just how turned on he was.

He wasn't alone in that, and I took hold of his hips, dragging him even closer, moving against his bottom. I wasn't usually this daring, not in this position... But it felt amazing, and I could feel myself growing even harder.

So I was surprised when he instinctively pulled away.

And I panicked.

"Do you not want me to... I thought... You-"