Page 42 of Hooked On Him
“Yeah?” I laugh, excitement growing. “Me too.”
“Alright, go tell your guy to hurry up. I’ll meet you two there.”
“Sounds good.”
Cole leaves me standing in front of the locker room door, debating if I should go in or not.
I could just wait out here for him. I’m sure he won’t be much longer.
But Cole said he’s in the shower... meaning he’s wet and naked.
My cock twitches at the thought, and before I know it, I'm moving towards the door. Pushing it open, I hear the sound of the shower running, and my heart starts to race.
The door slowly closes behind me, shutting with a soft click.
Lowering my umbrella, I lean it against the wall, not bothering to close it. The heat of the room causes me to instantly break out in a sweat, so I take off my jacket, putting it on a bench, leaving me in my jeans and T-shirt.
The closer I get to the showers, the more my breathing starts to quicken, body breaking out in tingles as my cock pluses with need.
My mind races, telling me to turn around, to go back. Austin is going to think I’m weird or creepy for being in here like this.
It’s the moan that echoes off the walls that has me coming to a halt.
“Levi,” Austin grunts, the sounds of his heavy breathing filling my ears.
Is he... to the thought of me? He can’t be.
My feet start moving again, my cock at full attention now. My heart pounds violently in my chest as I round the corner of lockers and head in the direction of the showers.
I can’t see Austin through the white plastic shower curtain, but I can see his silhouette. He’s leaning against the wall, his forehead resting on his arm, as his hand moves between his legs. And yup. He’s full on jerking off. To the thought ofme.
My hand lowers to my own cock, adjusting myself in my pants, giving myself a little squeeze to ease the pain.
Before I know it, I’m right outside the shower like some fucking creeper.
Austin must hear me because his shadow stops moving, and so does my heart.
In a flash, the shower curtain is being ripped open. My eyes widen, lips parted in shock and arousal at the sight of him. His fully naked, gorgeous body is on display as the water beats down on him, rolling down and off his body. His chest is heaving as his wild eyes lock on mine.
With a low growl, Austin’s hand shoots out, grabbing me by the shirt. He yanks me into the shower stall with him and shoves me up against the wall.
The water pours down on me, but Austin blocks most of it with his body as his lips crash against mine.
My eyes flutter shut as he swallows my moans, my body melting into his. His lips move against mine with this frantic need, my arms reach up, wrapping around his neck as I claw at his wet hair.
We’re all tongue and teeth, need burning me from the inside out. I grunt when I feel my cock rub against my wet jeans, the feeling unpleasant.
Austin rips his lips away from mine, breathing heavily as he lets out a frustrated growl. “Need you naked,” he grunts.
No argument from me, that’s for sure.
He grabs the hem of my sopping wet shirt and throws it to the shower floor with a wet slap. Next, he pops open my jeans, rips down my zipper, and yanks my jeans down. It takes him afew tugs because the fabric sticks to my legs, but eventually he gets them off. I quickly kick off my sneakers so he can rid me of my pants.
Then he’s standing again, his hand cradling the back of my head as he brings his lips back down to mine.
He kisses me like a man in need of air. And I kiss him back with all my pent-up desire for him.
“I’ve been going fucking mad thinking about how much I want you again, Levi,” Austin growls, exhaling his warm breath against my lips. “All I can think about is this perfect cock.”
