Chapter 3

• The minute Jack pulled his door open for me, I was on him immediately. The door got locked, pressing him against the door and kissing him with a budding urgency that has been growing in my stomach since the moment I texted him at the office today.
• “Whoa, whoa there.” He said after breaking the kiss a few seconds later, staring at my face scrutinizingly. I took a few steps away from him, breaking eye contact and dragging in a huge breath.
• Everything felt so overwhelming, one minute I was telling myself that I didn’t care about anyone the way no one cared about me and the next, I was forced to admit to myself that I liked someone and wished things didn’t have to end like this. I puffed out the breath I had dragged in slowly, locking eyes with Jack for the second time tonight since he had come to stand before me this time.
• He placed his hands on my bare biceps and squeezed a little, I blinked at him, drinking in how handsome he looked. Jack was exactly an inch taller than my six foot height, he had blonde curls framing his face and neck which made him look extra sexy, a cute perfect looking nose and a smile beautiful enough to make my breath catch in my throat each time he focused that bright beam on my face.
• He stroked my biceps slowly and I breathed out a deep sigh, life really is shitty and unbalanced, no one can convince me otherwise.
• “What’s up with you Nate?” He inquired quietly, his eyes staring deeply into mine, to the extent of it feeling like he could somehow find answers laying around in them. I blinked before shaking my head dismissively, “Nothing’s wrong, Jack.”
• “Are you sure? Something felt really off when you came in a few minutes ago.” He whispered and I only shrugged. Of course he just has to be someone who’s super observant on top of everything.
• “I just had a shitty day at work, that’s all.” I murmured when he kept on staring at me, a worried expression starting to grow on his face. He placed his hand at the back of my neck and pressed his fingers into the knotted up muscles there and I hummed quietly, arching my neck sideways and pressing my neck into his hand.
• “Is it something your dad said to you at work?” He asked and my heart skipped a few beats, my eyes fluttering back open to stare at him. I’ve told him a few things about my dad on different occasions and he’s been obviously storing everything in his head.
• I wrapped my fingers into the collar of his shirt and jerked him towards me until our bodies was pressed against each other, until I could feel his abs pressing into mine through our different pieces of fabric, until
• I could feel hard thighs pressing into super hard thighs.
• “I don’t want to talk tonight, alright? I just want you to fuck me until I can’t think again.” I murmured against his lips and I felt him chuckle in response to my request.
• “Oh yeah?” He drawled out, his hands stroking the knotted muscles in my neck once again, making me mewl and groan quietly for a few seconds before replying, “Yeah, need you to fuck me hard, and...” I wasn’t done with what I was saying before he was silencing me with a strong kiss, his hands still working on my throat muscles, digging into those sore spot and stroking them away, making me groan into the kiss as my eyes slid shut and my grip on the collar of his shirt tightened up.
• He pulled away from the kiss and I slowly slid my eyes open again, tightening my hold on his shirt even more as desire pooled in the depth of his eyes. He slid his hands down my arms and maneuvered me around, pushing me out flat against the door and pressing his body firmly against mine. I puffed out a breath as the cold surface of the door sank into my cheek, he pressed his lips against my neck and I groaned softly, pushing back against him and groaning quietly as he started sucking on one of the sore spots he was massaging before.
• He dug his fingers into my hair and jerked my head backwards against his shoulders, drawing out another groan from the deepest part of my throat. “Are you sure that's the only thing you want? For me to fuck you until you can’t think of whatever that’s bothering you anymore?” He murmured against my throat and I nodded my head immediately, biting back a moan when he bit the side of my neck.
• “Yeah, that’s what I want.” I stuttered out a reply as I tried to stop my heart beat from racing to no avail.
• “That’s what you’re going to get then,” He whispered into my ear and my eyes fluttered shut when he sucked my earlobe into his mouth. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, so hard and good until you’re boneless.”
• He pulled on my hair again and I groaned loudly, feeling like my head was about to explode the moment he breathed hotly into my ear, my senses reeling hard. “Until you can’t think, until the ability to form words completely desert you, leaving you with no choice but to communicate with me by making those lewd sounds of yours, those sounds that drive me completely crazy.
• I panted hard with my chest heaving deeply and my eyes squeezed close, there was something jack does with his words, the way he weaves them oh so perfectly, the way he talks whenever we’re about to have sex, vividly painting dirty stuffs out for me in my head, stuffs that throughly messes with my head and gets me unreasonably horny in a few seconds. He didn’t even have to do so many things, all he needed to do was to whisper those dirty promises into my ear and my dick would be hard as a nail in the next instant, leaking precum inside my boxer shorts and ready to explode in the next minute.