Page 36 of Aftermath

Just fingers for warm-up, though?

Give me some credit.

Austin had other plans. His right hand took over and stroked Cam; meanwhile, his mouth left a trail of open-mouthed kisses down to Cam's balls and farther down. He licked and sucked at the sensitive skin. More than once, he caught himself inhaling deeply. Mixed with arousal and fresh perspiration was also the scent of Cam's bodywash—the one Austin had borrowed last night in the shower.

The second Austin swiped his tongue over Cam's tight hole, Cam nearly arched off the bed. The curse he spat out was stuttered and gritty, and Austin literally felt how Cam's cock reacted. It strained in his moving hand. He'd definitely received his answer as to whether or not Cam liked having his ass tongue-fucked.

"Jesus, Austin!" Cam almost sounded annoyed—and very out of breath. He lifted himself up to support himself on his elbows. "Warn a guy, will ya—oh,God." Austin's only response was to close his lips over the light, smooth protrusion and apply pressure with his tongue. Cam's moans spurred him on. "Fuck, fuck, fuck…" The fucks trailed off into shallow breaths.

As if Austin needed more encouragement, Cam pulled up his knees, spread them farther apart, feet still planted on the mattress, and watched with hunger in his eyes. Those expressive eyes, silvery gray, darkened with lust into the color of liquid mercury. Austin held the gaze as he penetrated Cam's ass with his tongue, loosening the tight ring of muscle. For one moment, Cam threw his head back, and Austin was certain he'd never seen anything so goddamn sexy. At the same time, Austin felt a hot trickle of arousal seeping out of Cam's cock.

"You're driving me—" Cam gasped "—driving me insane."

When Austin deemed him ready, he replaced his tongue with his middle finger. A second finger was added within a couple minutes, and then a third. Every now and then, he'd pause to fuck him with his tongue and get him nice and wet.

He'd reduced Cam into a man who pleaded and whimpered instead of grunted and spat out curses.

"Fuck me, Austin," he panted. "I'm fucking begging you."

Both beyond ready, Austin pushed himself up and sat back to roll the condom down his cock. Next he tore off a corner on the packet of lube and coated two fingers that he brought to Cam's ass. He smeared the gleaming liquid around the hole, then pushed inside, only to repeat two, three times with more lube. With his free hand, he added the last of it to his cock. All slicked up and ready, he spent a minute or two rubbing Cam's prostate—just because Cam was so insanely sexy when he lost control. He was writhing and panting, sweat glistening on his torso, and his cock throbbed off of his abdomen.

Removing his fingers from Cam's ass, Austin wiped them on the sheet and gripped the base of his cock, dragging the tip teasingly around Cam's entrance. His heart was racing, and as much as he wasn’t quite ready to delve deeper into whatever he felt for Cam, it was impossible not to acknowledge the significance. He moved higher up so they were face-to-face, and as he slowly began to push his cock inside, he dropped his forehead to Cam's, their labored breaths mingling in the small space between their parted lips.

"Yeah," Cam gritted out in a rush. "More."

Austin looked down between them, watching as his thick erection disappeared into Cam's tight ass. He groaned through clenched teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, countless sensations nearly bowling him over, but opened them again because he needed to see this. The feeling was…out of this fucking world. Tight, slick, hot. Just right.

Oh, holy mother of…

"Are you all right?" Austin asked huskily when he was all in.

"Uh-huh." Cam nodded jerkily and moved his hands to Austin's ass. There was both pain and pleasure reflected in his eyes. "Just been a while."

For the next several moments, Austin kissed and touched Cam wherever he could reach. He didn’t start to move until Cam was begging him to, and then all bets were off. They were both attentive, but that didn’t mean slow or gentle. They let go. Driven by desire and need, they unconsciously unleashed the savage mind-sets they'd had in captivity.

With each thrust of Austin's cock, Cam pushed back and urged him on.

"Don’t fucking stop." Cam dug his heels into Austin's ass and pulled him in for a bruising kiss. "Don't stop, don't stop."

"I won't." Austin moved a hand down between them to stroke Cam. "I can't." The slide of his cock inside Cam's ass was addictive; it was impossible to stop. "I need this—you." He slid out then slammed back in, causing two loud moans to mingle with the sloppy kiss. "I need you." He massaged Cam's tongue with his own, teeth grazing and nipping. And inside of him…it was like a storm building up. Indescribable emotions raged and surged, leaving him raw and open.

A fuck couldn’t alter a man's feelings, but perhaps it could make him realize things.

As far as Austin knew, lust came first, but that wasn’t true here. Somewhere in the past six months, he'd started to fall for Cam, and now there was no going back. He'd been blindsided by terms like friendship and brotherhood, maybe even brothers-in-arms, but this went deeper.

He didn’t have a lot to compare with, but he knew several things for certain. It wasn’t his wife's words of comfort he sought. It wasn’t his own house he wanted to spend time in anymore. It wasn’t Jade's body he wanted to explore, be near, and fucking ravish.

Peering down at Cam's sculpted body, he knew no trauma could cause this kind of attraction. He could've understood wanting Cam as a security blanket after everything they'd been through, but that wasn’t it.

Austin fucked the man under him harder and faster, not because it provided comfort, but because he fucking loved him.

He didn’t know if he'd fallen completely; he didn’t feel like reading into it anyway, but he finally knew where he was headed—wherethiswas headed.

"Let me make you come." He kissed Cam 'til they were both breathless. Austin was on the brink of orgasm, too. "Christ." He sucked on Cam's bottom lip as his balls drew up and tightened, as the familiar tingling sensation traveled down his spine, and as he buried his cock deep in Cam's ass over and over and over.

"Close," Cam gritted out. "Oh fuck, Austin!" He dug his head back into the pillow, his back arching. "You gotta come, too.Now."

Like Austin had a choice. He'd already lost his struggle. Rocking deeper into Cam's ass, his climax took over just as the first rope of come pulsed out of Cam's cock. Austin's thighs throbbed, one with a twinge of pain, but he didn’t stop. Through shudders and panting moans, they rode out their orgasms.

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