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The feel of his hot mouth combined with his slick tongue had my eyes slamming closed. I laid back on thebed, soaking in the sensations as they washed over me because I loved getting blown. The few times I’d had a girl try to do this, it wasn’t the same. There was something about a man sucking my cock. It had to have something to do with them knowing what they liked and how to make it feel so fucking good.
The more that Austin dragged his lips along my length, the more my back arched from the bed, and the harder my fingers dug into his scalp. If he kept it up, I would be on edge in no time. I knew this was about a thank you for the gift, and he’d more than accomplished that. He could have said the words, and I would have been satisfied. There was no need for this, but I wouldn’t ever object. After years of nothing, this was everything I was craving.
“Fuck. Austin, so damn close.”
He popped off my length for a moment, pumping me in quick, even strokes. “Tell me, little boy. You want to finish in my mouth? What do you need?”
I whimpered, fucking whimpered because only he could do this to me. “Yes. Want you to swallow it all.”
And he did. His mouth was back on me, lips stretched obscenely around my engorged cock as he bobbed his head up and down. Zaps shot up my spine as my toes curled. My eyes slammed closed. With a strangled cry I released inside his waiting willing mouth. The orgasm washed over me ina tidal wave, causing my limbs to go numb as I cried out, completely forgetting that I needed to be quiet. Austin didn’t let it go unchecked as his hand slammed down over my mouth.
There was no waiting. After he stood above me, letting my spent dick slip from his lips, I pulled him to the mattress and shoved his pants down before I went to work providing him some relief.
Everything about Austin Bennett was impressive. While he wasn’t overly large, his cock was still perfect. At least to me anyway. He was cut, with a large vein that traveled down the bottom as the whole thing hooked slightly to the right. He wasn’t too big or too small. My hand wrapped perfectly around him, it wasn’t awkward to jerk him. If I had to describe a perfect cock, it was attached to Austin.
The second my lips wrapped around him, his hands sank into my hair and pulled me around him. “That’s it, little boy. You like that. Bet you I taste so fucking good. Probably the best thing you’ve ever tasted, huh?”
God, I loved the way he talked and wished I’d discovered this about him years ago. I’d have stopped that transfer in a heartbeat.
Everything happens for a reason. I was meant to leave and have other experiences before we landed here again.
My jaw ached as I sank lower along his length, sucking as hard as I could to give him the most pleasure possible. Austin hissed, tugging at my hair.
“Easy now, little boy.”
Why did that get to me so much? There was nothing small about me, but when he addressed me as such. God, it was perfect.
My mouth slid up and down Austin’s cock quickly, trails of saliva leaving a mess in his lap. I wanted fast and filthy—to leave my mark so that he would never forget about me. When his fingers tightened in my hair, a hot, salty spray coated my tongue, and I did my best to swallow it down as fast as possible.
There was still a bit that slid down my chin, I wiped it with the back of my hand before licking it off and staring up at Austin. He was on his elbows, watching me through heavy-lidded eyes. We couldn’t take much longer up in his room or things would be suspicious, but I didn’t really care. Let Leah and the rest of his family think what they wanted. I wanted to soak in this moment just a little longer.
Chapter 19
Austin
The snow had piled even higher overnight, and after I’d gotten Jeremy motivated enough to clean up, we bundled up and went outside. In a way, I felt like a big kid again. All I wanted to do was to make new memories with him.
That was how we found ourselves rolling a giant snowball around the yard. Leah watched from the porch, a cup of hot cocoa in her hands, no doubt thinking we were crazy for doing this. Let’s build a snowman. It’ll be fun, they said. It’s all fun and games until you're stuck shoving a huge, heavy pile of snow around, trying to figure out how the next part is supposed to be lifted on top of it. We did this as kids? How?
By the time we decided the base of the snowman was big enough, our faces stung from the cold and our hands were numb. Leah was one step ahead of us holding up two mugs and a thermos. We climbed the steps to the house, gratefully taking the cups from her as she poured us each some of the hot chocolate. We sat on the stairs and drank it down.
“So what brought this on?” she asked.
I shrugged. “I don’t know. We have a while until dinner, and there wasn’t anything else to do.”
She nodded, her long brown hair sliding over her shoulders as she sat next to Jeremy. The hostility between them finally seemed to vanish.
“It’s the small things. I didn’t get to do stuff like this growing up. To say I was a little jealous? That might be an understatement.” Jeremy lifted his mug to his mouth, taking another sip. Like an idiot, I sat there and watched him, but after the morning, it was hard not to.
Leah looked on, watching the two of us, if she suspected anything, she didn’t let on. She didn’t seem too upset by my sudden interest in her ex. If anything, she seemed curious. When things eventually came out, I hoped that meant that she would be all right with things. The last thing I wanted was to cause problems with my sister. She deserved the world.
Leah rested her chin on her hand, propping it on her knee. “You never talk about your childhood much.”
Jeremy tensed for a moment before he took a deep breath. His shoulders lifted, lowered with much effort, and then he looked between me and my sister like he knew this was a subject might be a deal-breaker for people.
“I don’t know. It’s not that my parents were bad people. I grew up in San Francisco, for crying out loud, but they had their opinions on things.”
I let the statement wash over me because I had an idea of what he was talking about.
