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Too far. Too fast.
After two songs, someone knocked on the door. When I answered it, Leah stood there with her arms crossed over her chest. Her hair was a mess, falling out of the messy bun she’d put it in earlier in the day.
“What the hell are you guys doing? Can you keep it down a bit?”
I wanted to laugh, but I needed to be sensitive to her feelings as well. “Sorry. We’ll calm down now. I was just trying to cheer him up a bit.”
Leah huffed. “Like I care if he’s in a good mood.” She said nothing else and marched down the hall back to her room, slamming the door behind her.
I shrugged before turning back to Jeremy. “Forget her. Let’s get some wrapping done.” I turned down the music and shoved the bin toward the middle of the room.
Chapter 12
Jeremy
My face hurt from smiling so hard, after yesterday, I didn’t think that was possible. Austin had always had an effervescent light about him. It was one of the things that had drawn me to him years ago. He was outgoing and fun. I couldn’t think of a time when someone was in a bad mood around him. It was hard to be when that smile and that laughter were so infectious.
I sat with him on the floor, while we pulled roll after roll of colorful paper from the bin. It was a good idea on his part to help distract me from the shitstorm that Leah had caused earlier in the day. A shitstorm that I still felt responsible for.
“Did you want any help grabbing anything?” Austin asked.
Before I could say anything, Austin was off the ground and headed for my bag. My eyes widened, and my mouth ran dry. I needed to stop him because there were things in my bag that I’d be mortified if he saw. He’d seen what I’d purchased at the stores earlier, outside of the one thing I’d gotten for him. I’d hidden that somewhere else. Maybe he’d grab the obvious items and not mess with anything.
Sweat rolled down my back as he started pulling things from the bag. And with no luck that he would only grab the obvious, he started digging around.
My body moved on autopilot. It was too late. I hadn’t moved fast enough, or I hadn’t hidden things as well as I’d hoped.
Austin held up a pair of black lacy underwear, his stare directed at me. “Did Leah leave something in your bag? I thought you guys hadn’t done anything.”
My lungs seized because if he looked at the panties closely enough, there was no way they would have ever fit his sister. The room spun as the reality that my big secret was about to be out in the open. Not only did I prefer men sexually, but I liked frilly undergarments. There was a weird social norm that men didn’t wear such things, butthey made me feel good. That’s what should have been important. Not anything else.
“No.” It was hoarse, forced out of my throat because my eyes stung with humiliation and fear. Austin hadn’t kicked me out before, but this could be what pushed things too far. Who wanted to house someone who was hiding something so shameful? It was one of the biggest reasons none of my relationships had been serious before Leah. The one guy I’d shared it with made fun of me, I couldn’t live through that again.
“What do you mean by that?” Austin held up the underwear, and it was like a lightbulb clicked on that the sizing was all off. There was even a pouch in the front to accommodate my dick. This wasn’t a pair of panties that was designed for a woman’s body at all.
“Austin...” My heart thudded so loudly in my ears I was bound to go deaf. Black spots danced in my vision as my breathing continued to escalate. This was horrific. I couldn’t stand seeing the rejection on his face. Especially from Austin Bennett. The one person with whom I’d felt the deepest connection.
And that’s when it happened. The most unexpected thing that could have happened. Austin crumpled the underwear in his fist and brought it to his nose, taking a whiff of them. I hadn’t worn them yet, only carried them aroundwith me as a comfort item, but the idea that he was trying to smell me had my cock twitching in my pants.
“Fuck, Jeremy. Why didn’t you tell me about this before?”
My heart continued to race because there was no way this was a reality. There were no questions asked. Austin just accepted that I had a thing for wearing panties, and that was it. What if he knew about some of the other things I was into? But that was the true test of whether or not we were truly compatible, wasn’t it? If he could deal with all of that, he was someone I needed to cling to and never let go.
I needed to feel safe in my sexuality to let it free. To be able to ask for the things I wanted and not feel ashamed. Austin was already showing me he didn’t judge me for the first thing. Would he judge me for the others?
Crappy Christmas music filled the air, and all I could focus on was the man that was now crawling toward me. How had wrapping gifts turned into this? If anything was about to happen, Austin Bennett was about to unwrap me. And I wanted him to. I wanted him to in all the ways possible. I hadn’t had a proper release since the last time we’d been together, and I was aching for it. Dying for it even. I needed to feel another body that was hard and lean against mine.
While I could appreciate a woman, something about the softness didn’t quite meet what I needed. There was more of a rigidness to men that got my cock hard, and I needed to feel all that muscle against me.
“This is a bad idea.”
Austin’s words sent tingles down my spine, but I didn’t have it in me to stop whatever he was about to do. I wanted it. I wanted to experience whatever he was willing to give me after years apart. Years that I’d put there when I shouldn’t have. The second I realized the connection I had with him, I should have canceled everything and stayed, but everything happens for a reason, doesn’t it?
There was a reason that I still left, that I’d met Leah and had my connection with her. That I’d waited until now to run into Austin again. The universe wanted us together, and we were tossed headfirst into the stratosphere.
The moment Austin’s lips slammed against mine, there was nothing I could do to stop it. You’d have better luck trying to stop a tsunami.
My fingers grappled to gain purchase on the shoulders of his shirt as I fell back to the floor. The air rushed from my lungs as I made contact with the carpet, but it wasn’t enough for me to unseal my mouth from Austin’s. No. I’d spent too many years craving this. Wanting this. Fantasizing about it. And now it was here. This was my moment.This was the moment I got everything I desired because Austin Bennett was here, and I wanted him to be mine.
