Page 20 of Night Service


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"What call?" he says, eyes widening in concern.

"Okay, chill. It's not really that serious. At least I'm out of danger."

"What do you mean?"

"A robbery happened on the route to my house this evening. That's what my dad called me for."

"I see. Is Don okay? Hope no one was hurt?"

"I haven’t got any details yet but yeah. Dad and everyone at home are fine. He called to say I should get a hotel for tonight."

"Nonsense, you're going home with me." My heart does a little leap with his declaration. I was secretly hoping he would offer. "Are you sure I won't be a bother? I could really just…"

"I insist. Let me just wrap things up; we'll leave together. I'd offer to drive, but I know you'd like to take your car."

"That's another problem. What about parking space?" I ask as I second guess the idea.

"There's more than enough."

And soon enough, we head to his apartment.

I forgot Chris lives in a mini-mansion complete with a swimming pool and a huge living room with a very comfy-looking couch. The last time we were on a couch together he was ill. And we kissed. I hope we’ll behave ourselves this time or...

"Welcome to my place. Again," he says as we enter. "Please feel at home. I want to go get a room prepared. In the meantime, there are some snacks and fruit in the fridge. I'll order a meal for us."

"You don't have to do this."

"I'm definitely not letting you starve. So what would you like? Chinese, Mexican, pizza?"

"Pizza should be fine."

"Any specific type?"

"Barbecue chicken." He nods, clicking on his phone as he heads inside.

I feel a warm presence around me as I come back to consciousness. I had fallen asleep as we watched some movie over the pizza. Raising my head, I realize I’m leaning on Chris' arm on the sofa. His hand rubs soothingly over my back as he watches the movie. His eyes are also blinking, ready for sleep

"You look so cute," I say softly, making him turn his head towards me. Out of impulse, I lean closer and plant a kiss on his lips. I can feel his hesitation as his hand stills by my side; I give myself several mental knocks and pull away. He pursues the kiss, planting a hand in my hair and pulling me closer. It's a slow dance at first as we nibble tentatively at each other, savoring the dance of lips in all its gentleness.

Things get steamier as I part my lips, giving him entrance as his mouth claims mine. This seems to turn him wild as I soon find myself with my back on the sofa. We are past kissing now as his hands roam all over me. My legs also part in search of his heat, leaving clothes as the only buffer between us. I moan in earnest appreciation as I feel his growing bulge.

You’re both just coming from church.

I kick the thought far back into the recesses of my mind. This is all that matters.

His shirt flies off, revealing a chiseled torso. My top follows suit, revealing my perky breast with nipples currently pushing against gravity. His eyes feast with hunger, then his mouth. I arch up to meet him. Running my hands through his hair, he fondles one as he sucks the other, causing me to whimper with the waves of pleasure washing over me.

Emboldened, I reach between us and unzip him. That is his undoing. He goes rigid as I touch him slightly. There. He pants, his eyes clenched shut. For a moment, I wonder if he’s in pain. He starts to shake his head.

"I can't do this. I really can't," he says as he yanks my hands off. He climbs down from the sofa and takes our clothes. He places mine on my belly while moving away.

"I'm really sorry, Sam. I apologize for my inappropriateness."

Inappropriateness?? You almost sucked out my soul from my boobs a minute ago.

"Chris."

"I'll be in my room. Please call me if you need anything. And please get some sleep too. Goodnight. "

That’s it. Chris lumbers to his room, leaving me with his old shirt draped over my chest with one nipple uncovered as I breathe heavily.

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