Page 48 of Austin
He sat on the bed and pulled off his boots. Then he stood and unzipped his jeans, pushed them down over his muscular thighs, bringing his boxers with them. When he straightened, his erection bobbed impressively. Kristen looked first at his hard-on, then met his gaze and held it as she reached out and took his cock in her hand, running her hand over the heavy length of it.
And then, she stepped forward, hands now on his chest, forcing him back until his knees hit the bed and he sat. That was when she lowered herself down between his knees and slowly drew him into her mouth. Felt a small rush of power.
Austin’s head dropped back and his eyes closed as she sucked, teased, tasted, until he abruptly pushed himself upright. His breath was ragged as he said, “Yeah. That’ll do for now.”
She slowly got to her feet, dragged her gaze from his swollen cock to his face. He made a circular gesture with his finger. “Turn around.”
When she did, he pushed aside her hair and undid the clasp of her bra, then tucked his thumbs into the sides of her panties and rolled them down past her thighs. Kristen’s breath hitched as the silk slid down her legs, then she inhaled sharply, when he lightly nipped the cheek of her ass.
If she was wet before, she was drowning now.
He put his hands on her waist, turned her around and pulled her down beside him on the bed, where his hard body pressed against hers. But what she thought was going to be a quick coupling, turned out to be a long, slow exploration of her body—every part of her body. He worked his way to her most vulnerable area, and she gave a tiny whimper as his tongue flicked over her sensitive clit. One more touch like that and she’d be done for.
Austin must have read the warning signs, because he abandoned his mission and pulled himself back up alongside of her, stroking her hair back from her face, and dropping a quick kiss on her lips before getting out of bed and walking to his bag. A moment later he was back.
He settled a knee between her thighs, a hand near her head as he positioned himself over her, the blunt tip of his cock pressed against her. She had the strong feeling that he was giving her one last chance to back out, but there was no going back. He waited until her taut muscles relaxed before he started pushing himself into her. He was less than halfway in when she followed instinct and arched against him, hard, burying him all the way inside of her.
“Is that what you wanted?” He murmured the question close to her ear.
“Yes.” She couldn’t think of anything that had ever felt better than Austin inside of her.
He lifted his hips, pulled almost all the way out of her, then slowly drove into her.
“Like that,” she murmured.
His cock throbbed inside of her and then he began moving inside her with a steady rhythm. Slow, but not too slow. Then fast, but not too fast. Touching that magical spot some people said didn’t exist. It did. And it was sending wicked sensations through her every time the end of his cock hit it.
Oh. No.
“Don’t…”
“What?” He stopped instantly, his hand coming up to her cheek, his eyes dark with concern.
She pressed against him. “Don’t let me come too soon.”
He let out a breath, shook his head, then started again with a serious motion, his strokes long and deep. She felt the climax building again, fought against it. It was too soon, way too soon.
“Austin…”
He didn’t slow down. He kept moving, his rhythm increasing, his body beating into hers. Her control was slipping…and then it was gone.
She cried out against his shoulder as her body exploded. She arched against him and then came down to earth in a thousand small pieces. Austin gave one final deep stroke before his head dropped and he half collapsed, taking care not to drop all his weight onto her.
As if she cared.
She smoothed the damp hair away from his forehead, bringing her cheek to rest against the side of his head. She closed her eyes, let out a low breath as his hand came up to cup her breast.
“I can’t remember the last time I felt this good,” she murmured.
“I’m doing okay on this end, too.” He ran a hand over her back in a slow soothing motion.
She let herself relax against him, wishing they could simply go to sleep, but he had the function to go to. “What happens now?”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t want things to get weird, you know…after we get back to Marietta.”
He raised an eyelid to look down at her. “When reality takes over?”
