Page 40 of Wishes for August

I nodded. I had no plans to ever hurt him.

I was pretty sure I loved him.

The thought didn’t surprise me when it came to me on the back of Branson’s warning. Because I had known for a while. I just hoped in time August would feel the same.

“Alright, down boy. Leave Caleb alone.” August came up behind Branson, pulling on his shoulder and pushing him aside. He stepped closer to me, pressing his lips to mine in a slow sweet kiss. My tongue swiped along the seam but before we could deepen the kiss, a gagging sound came from behind us.

“Ew no, no PDA in front of me,” Branson huffed and then mimicked gagging again.

August laughed, “Oh piss off mate. Stop being a brat.”

“Not a brat!” Branson shouted over his shoulder as he headed down the hallway. “I’m going to leave you horn dogs to your evening.”

“Put your ear plugs in!” August yelled back and I smiled. My heart fluttered at the look on his face. I knew that look and it sent heat rushing through my body.

“Actually,” August whispered into my ear, “with what I have in mind, no one will hear you scream.”

My skin flushed at the promise in his words. I pressed a kiss to his throat and slowly rubbed my hands down his back and over the globes of his ass.

“Are you okay though sweetheart?” I asked, still trailing my hands over his body. His arms around my waist tightened and I felt the hammering of his heart as though it was my own.

“I will be,” he said, dropping his hold and pulling me down the corridor and into his room. “I have been dependent on Branson for so long. It took a while for me to even realise that’s what it was - dependency. He was always there and I guess I presumed he always would be.”

I stood at the foot of his bed and August slowly undressed me while he continued to talk.

“But that wasn’t fair of me. I’m sad he’s leaving and I know I’m going to miss him. I already feel this ache inside me at the thought of saying goodbye. He’s the best person I know. Well, he was until I met you. It's a close competition now.”

August grinned at me, undoing my jeans and sliding them down, moving onto his knees as he did. He looked up at me. The brown of his eyes was circled by a ring of gold - something I hadn't noticed until now. He was stunning. So stunning that I had to run my hand through his hair to feel the solidnessunderneath my skin, to know that he wasn’t a dream. He was real and right now he was looking at me with desire so hot I felt it over every part of my exposed skin.

“And he had a point, Caleb. He’s known me pretty much my whole life and I’ve never let anyone else in, even remotely, besides him. Until you. You’re a brightness in my life that makes the idea of Branson leaving a little bit bearable.”

August started to remove my boxers and I watched his movements as his words sunk in and I made a silent promise to him then that I would never let him feel anything but treasured. I’d never let him feel lonely or abandoned again.

The silk tie pressed against my tongue and bit into the side of my cheeks but it was more comfortable than the tie securing my arms behind my back. As August pressed his lips to my ass, snaking his tongue down over my asshole I closed my eyes and let my brain clear, focusing on nothing but the sensation of August’s hands pulling apart my cheeks and his tongue pressing into me. The growls coming from him were the perfect soundtrack to the pleasure running through me.

I’d never done anything like this before. In previous relationships, I tended to maintain control but with August, I didn’t want to. I wanted to surrender my body to him. Give him all of me, however he wanted. I was his in every way possible. I heard August spit before I felt the warm liquid hit my hole, then his tongue was on me again, licking, sucking, devouring.

“Fucking hell Caleb, you taste so fucking delicious. I could survive on this ass alone.” His stubble had grown out a bit and the rough brush of it against me was another welcome sensation to my already over sensitive body.

With my head on the pillow and my ass in the air presented to him like an award, I couldn’t do much besides nod. I let out a shameless whimper as he pressed a finger in alongside his tongue.

“Please,” I tried to plead but it was muffled by the tie in my mouth.

“What was that my needy little slut?” August let out a dark chuckle. My dick was hard between my legs and there was no way he couldn’t know how badly I needed him to touch me. He pressed a second finger inside me then turned to deliver a hard bite to my ass cheek and then one to each thigh.

Once again, I would be littered with his marks. I really fucking hoped so. I loved seeing the purple bites and kisses he left all over my body. Reminding me that I was his.

His fingers brushed against my prostate and I whined as I thrust my hips backwards chasing more of him. A sharp slap caught me off guard and the next thing August’s weight blanketed my body and his hot breath caressed my ear, his fingers pressing firmly against my sensitive nerves.

“You know what I think?” I wriggled beneath him as he pulled his fingers out and then pressed them back into me slowly, “I don't think you get to come tonight.”

I shook my head frantically against the pillow.What the fuck? No, no, no. He couldn't do that to me.

But the fucking tie in my mouth kept me from protesting anything more than an unintelligible mumble.

“Oh, you don't like that idea, do you?”

Fuck no I didn't.

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