Chapter 6

After a while, I found the energy to get up and sit beside him on the couch, leaning against the cushions. My dick was still half hard in my messy underwear. It felt decadent.

Damien placed his long legs in my lap. I looked at him as he lay there on his back, proudly displaying the wet spot on his shorts. He looked edible. And dangerous to my peace of mind.

“Stop that.” I looked up and saw him watching me.

“Stop what?”

“Thinking. I can hear the gears turning all the way over here. We both wanted this.”

“What of it?”

“You’re telling yourself this was a bad idea, he’s too young for me, we have nothing in common, blah blah. I tell you what. I am perfectfor you, because I get you out of your comfort zone. Maybe our age difference is just the right thing to keep you on your toes.” He winked at me, then sat up.

“I dunno…”