5
Ethan
When Max said we’d make ourselves comfortable I didn’t know what to expect, exactly. But since he was obviously aroused and interested, I didn’t expect this.
I’m sitting on a couch, a bottle of beer in one hand and we’re watching TV. Just some useless channel. Max is near, but not really close. I’m disappointed, which makes me slightly uncomfortable. I didn’t want him to just jump my bones, but this... this isn’t what I want either.
“Max...” I look at him and he looks back, interested in me. “Eh...” I turn away again. “Sorry, nothing.”
He reaches out, touching my neck for a moment and then putting his arm over the back of the couch. His touch makes me shiver, in a good way.
“You’re in charge tonight. I don’t want you to start hating me because I did something you didn’t want.
