I chanced a peek at Jack out of the corner of my eye. He looked confused and upset. I didn’t blame him since I felt the exact same way.
After several moments of awkward silence, I was considering faking a sudden coma when suddenly Jack hopped out of bed and reached for his clothes.
Oh great. He’s leaving me.
I slid down between the sheets and pulled the blanket over my head.
12
Jack
This called for alcohol.
It was clear Teo had some things he needed to talk through, but he was having a hell of a time getting past his inner critic.
“I’ll be back in a few,” I said, before sliding on my shoes and grabbing my wallet.
After asking for help at the front desk, I headed out of the hotel and to a nearby liquor store. I grabbed some snacks and mixers, as well as a couple of touristy Goose Bay shot glasses before returning to the hotel.
When I entered the room, the soft sounds of snoring hit my ears. Teo was curled up in a small ball with his hands under his chin and his knees to his chest. His face was flushed with sleep, and his dark eyelashes rested against the smooth skin of his cheeks.
He was breathtaking.
I stripped off my clothes and slid into bed behind him, pulling him close and kissing the back of his neck. I was half-asleep within moments, relaxed in the knowledge that, for now, I was exactly where I wanted to be.
When I awoke to the feeling of his warm lips on my hardening dick, I sucked in a breath. “Oh fuck yeah,” I murmured, reaching down to put my hand in his hair. He was good at this. I didn’t want to think of what other dicks he’d sucked before mine, especially any that came between our first time together and now.
It reminded me I hadn’t been with anyone in the months between our times together. Maybe it was because of my job change and the frustration and burnout leading up to it. Regardless, I was pumped as hell the dry spell was over, and my dick was even happier.
I lay back and enjoyed a few more vigorous pulls from his hot mouth before realizing this would be sixty-nine times better if I sucked him at the same time. I swiveled around and took him into my mouth, thrilled to see he was already hard as a rock.
The moaning whimper sound he made around my cock was scorching hot. Teo was incredibly responsive. I loved that he didn’t stay quiet during sex. The sounds and movements he made jacked me up even more than simply feeling his body against mine.
Within minutes of sucking each other off, we were both coming, one after the other in a satisfying twist of bodies damp with sweat and warm from sleep. We both lay there panting after the fact, waiting to catch our breaths.
“I want to do that again soon,” Teo said in a rough voice. “I could do that every morning and every night and be happy.”
I ran my hand up his outer thigh to his round ass cheek and squeezed. That John Mayer song “Your Body is a Wonderland” popped into my head. “No complaints here.”
His chuckle was pleasantly relaxed, unlike how stressed he’d been before I’d left on the alcohol run.
“I brought you something,” I said, moving to get up from the bed so I could collect my goodies. “I thought we could play a little drinking game.”
Teo stood up and reached for his boxer briefs. “I’m going to need some clothes on for this.”
I started unpacking the paper bags. “I got a selection because I didn’t know what you wanted. One of the perks of private air flight is being able to take liquid on board,” I said with a wink. “So if we have leftovers, it’s fine.”
“Oh, pass me those crunchy things. What are those?”
I looked through the snacks and found something called Hickory Sticks. I tossed them over. “I was going to get ketchup chips as a joke, but then I thought maybe that was a bridge too far.”
He’d put on underwear and a T-shirt, but he still looked cold. I tossed him my Colts hoodie. “Put that on,” I muttered before slipping into some track pants and a long-sleeve shirt from my bag. “I’m going to get some ice from the machine.”
“Gimme that chocolate before you go,” Teo said, making the universal sign for gimme with his hands. I tossed him the caramel chocolate bar. “Wait, you didn’t get Milk Duds, did you? Those are my favorite.”
“No Milk Duds. But here’s the bag if you want to see what else I picked out. I grabbed an assortment.”
I left him pawing through the bag with half a candy bar hanging out of his mouth. When I got back to the room, Teo had put some music on with a small portable Bluetooth speaker and his phone. I didn’t recognize it, but it was a kind of mellow electronic music that seemed a little bit familiar.