A Late Night Surprise

He smiled and it struck me hard, like a sunrise, and it warmed me just as much. He gently pulled my blanket down to reveal my topless torso and got on top of me in a straddle.
“I can’t tell you,” Jack said while he tenderly massaged my shoulders and my chest. 
I let slip a small moan of approval as I rubbed Jack’s inner thigh, but he stopped me. 
He leaned next to my ear and whispered, “That’s why it’s called a surprise.” He kissed my forehead and slid back, balancing his weight on my lower stomach. 
I reached for him again, but he caught my wrists and pinned my arms to my sides. 
“No no,” he said through a grin, “this is all you.”
Jack bent forward and took my ear into his mouth, nibbled and grazed his teeth against the outskirts of my lobe. His mouth was so warm that, when he took a reprieve from my ear to vigorously explore my neck, I shuddered as his saliva cooled around my ear. He supported himself with his beautiful arms and slid his body down mine as he kissed a trail from my chest to my belly button. As he moved down, his stomach and neck rubbed the growing speed bump in my shorts. 
When his chin hit my erection, he asked, surprised, “You’re hard already? That was nothing.”