Twenty-Five

Jackson

As soon as the door was closed Cory kissed me and reached between us to unbutton my pants. He gripped me and I hardened in his hand as he stroked me. "I want to fuck you," he whispered.

"Then fuck me." His eyes met mine and they were filled with the same fire as last night. And just like last night he took control.

He took my hand and led me to the bed before pushing me forward and pulling my pants down to my ankles. His hands kneaded my ass which actually felt really good. I'd been standing a lot lately and this wasn't a bad way to relax. "Oh, babe, your fingers are magic," I groaned.

"Yeah?" he said and glided his fingers up my back under my shirt to my shoulders. He pulled my shirt up enough to start massaging my shoulders and for a short while I forgot how hard my dick was. But then he reached between my legs and squeezed it where it was pressed against the bed. "I can't seem to get enough of touching you."

"You can touch me all you want. I love it," I said and smiled into the bend of my arm.

He reached across the bed and took out a condom and the lube while I waited in anticipation. After smoothing the lube on my hole, he smeared some on his condom before slowly pressing into me. "Is this okay?" he asked, his voice tense as he tried not to press in too hard or too fast. I lifted my hips as he slowly worked his way in.

"Yes, it's more than okay." As soon as the words were past my lips, he pressed all the way into me. There was something about the way my pants made it hard for me to move, and how I was face down under him. My god I think I liked him being in charge way more than I wanted to admit. He lifted my hips a little higher and started to thrust.

"You're all I've thought of since this morning. I wanted to fuck you all day. What is it about you that makes me want you so bad," he murmured between grunts and groans.

"I don't know but I hope that doesn't change. I want you too," I admitted and ground back on his dick.

He gripped my hips so hard I knew there would be marks as he pounded into me chasing his release, but when he reached under me and gripped me so my dick was being stimulated while he thrust, I knew I couldn't last long.

He came just at the moment I felt myself tip over that edge, and the two of us rode out our orgasms together. He collapsed on the bed next to me panting hard while I lay there unmoving. "I think you broke me, again," he said, making us both laugh.

I leaned across to kiss him and we didn't stop until both of us were breathless and hungry. "If we want to eat before dinner service we need to do it now," he said, always the voice of reason.

I stripped down and took a quick shower while he cleaned up at the sink, and in fifteen minutes we were ready to go eat. Johnny was walking into the mess hall the same time we were and once again he looked between us and gave us both the same knowing smile he had earlier.

"Are you having a good break?" he asked.

"The best ever," Cory said, before walking over to see what they were feeding us.

Johnny's eyes met mine and the two of us laughed. "Come on, lover boy, let's eat before he takes it all."

The easy friendship Cory had with most people here was something I was so attracted to. They were good people, and all looked out for each other and were the hardest working people I'd ever seen. Each and every one of them were ready to make the guest experience the best it could be, and it didn't matter if the guest was aware of that.

"What's that look for," Cory said when we sat down to eat.

"What look?" I asked but I knew exactly what he meant, and if I had to guess he knew too. I was happy. Probably for one of the first times in years, and it didn't take alcohol or more than one guy. It only took him.

"Hey, I heard about that guest harassing you, Cory, what was that about?" Johnny asked.

Cory took a bite of the salad he'd chosen for dinner before he spoke. "He was at one of my tables last night, and I got a weird vibe from him. He didn't do anything, but he acted like he could do whatever or say whatever he wanted, and no one would care. Then I ran into him on the way to work and he basically demanded I go to his room with him."

"No shit," Johnny said.

"Lucky for me the host heard it and called security. Max arrived just in time to hear some of it and the host filled him in on everything else. He took him to speak to the captain but I'm not sure what happened after that."

"They're making him leave the ship at the next stop," I said.

"Saint Kitts?" Cory asked.

"Yes, I guess a crewmember heard the captain telling security that he was to be removed. Kinda nice not being the trouble starter," I said, making them both laugh.

"You caused trouble being drunk and a little stupid. If he tried that on someone who didn't know they could say no, it could have been really bad," Cory said, and I was reminded how I felt when I realized what was happening.

"When I walked up on you, I couldn't believe he was talking to you the way he was. But then when I saw who it was, it all made sense. That guy is one of the most entitled assholes I've ever met." I took a deep breath and forced myself to remember that Max had taken care of it, but I couldn't help but imagine what could have happened.

"Don't worry, we take care of our own here," Johnny said.

"I'm so sorry you guys had to deal with me. Seeing him act that way actually made me feel guilty." I hadn't meant to say it, but it was true.

"Don't worry, we know you're a good guy," Cory said, and I couldn't think of anything else he could say that would erase some of the guilt I still felt since that first day.

"I'm trying," I murmured. His eyes met mine and he covered my hand with his.

"I know," he said before kissing my cheek.