Chapter 17
Later, I lay half on top of him, my cock softening inside him. God, he felt so damn good. Why did I have to pull out of him?
“Move, Sebastien,” he said. “You’re crushing me.”
I pulled out and went to the bathroom to get rid of the rubber and then hurried back to the bedroom.
But Jack was already slipping his black pants on.
I stopped short in the doorway, not too sure of myself anymore.
“Good night,” Jack said softly, passing me in the door. He looked troubled about something. His eyes were dark with emotion.
I didn’t have the nerve to stop him from leaving. All I could do was watch him walking away to his room. “Uh, good night.”
At the end of the long hallway, Jack paused and turned to look at me.
“Jack?” I asked.
But he shut his door. 4
Being as quiet as I could, I crept down the hall to the kitchen.