An Unexpected Reunion - Sex Stories

An Unexpected Reunion

... to suppress a yawn. "Wow, it's later than I thought."

Glancing out the window, I couldn't hold back a groan of dread. "I really don't want to go back to that house."

"So, stay here at the hotel," Shane suggested. When he saw my surprised expression, he was quick to add, "I'll pay for your room. I'm sure there's plenty available."

I worked to keep my voice casual even as my pulse began racing. "Can't I just stay in your room? I mean, if you don't mind the company?"

Now it was his turn to look surprised. "Um, my room only has one bed."

Our eyes locked. As several seconds passed, the silence took on a weight between us. Then I merely shrugged. "That's fine with me."

Shane grew very still, his stare never leaving mine. I sensed he might be putting me to some kind of test, one for which only he knew the rules. But he finally gave me an easy smile. "Okay, Garnet. You ready to head up?'

I released the breath that had caught in my chest as I quickly nodded. A few minutes later, we were walking along the corridor to his room, neither of us speaking much. I'd already texted Mom to let her know I was staying at the hotel:Shane's room has two beds, so I'm staying with him.It was a harmless lie, I told myself.

Mom soon replied:Probably a good idea to stay at the hotel, sweetheart. The fighting is still going on here with no sign of letting up. Reading her words, I felt horrible for both her and Dad, but I was also relieved not to have to wade back into all that ...

... drama tonight. As Shane now used the keycard to open the door to his room, a nervous anticipation built between us. I hoped it wouldn't end up being awkward with me staying overnight.

Shane's room was dark, and as he moved to turn on a light, I saw that the room curtains were open, revealing the remnants of a gorgeous sunset in the distance. "Wait, don't turn on the light yet!" I said. I had enough illumination to make my way to the window so I could look out. "That's so beautiful."

I heard Shane walking toward me. My senses grew heightened, registering his nearness. "I'm going to miss coming back to this town to see Grandma," he said. Even without looking at him, I could easily discern the pain in his voice. Again I found myself fighting back tears. It was then that Shane slipped his arms around my waist. I immediately relaxed into his embrace, resting my head against his shoulder. We watched the fiery crimson fade from the sky, giving way to darkness.

The deepening shadows made me brave, and though I was breathing fast enough for us both to hear it, I turned to face Shane. Placing a hand against the back of his head, I gently guided him toward me. The rational, cautious part of my brain started blaring a frantic warning, but a more primitive, instinctual part of me drowned out my inhibitions with a fierce wave of lust.

When Shane's mouth met mine, I felt him stiffen. For several seconds, he didn't respond at all; it was as if he was frozen in place. But I refused ...