“Why are you being so nice to me?” I rasp, pushing his chest until he’s lying on his back, rubbing my hard dick against his. “Why did you spend the day with me, Nate?” “Because I wanted to.” “Why?” He hesitates before he admits, “Because I didn’t wanna be alone.” I pause when he says that, and he snatches my waist again, forcing me to keep moving. “I didn’t want you to be alone. Not today.”
