Page 67 of Hooked On Him
Sex with Austin is something I’ve been anticipating, only it hasn’t happened yet. He said he’s never had sex with a man before. So, maybe he’s nervous? Either way, I’ll wait as long as he needs. This friends-with-benefits thing doesn’t have an expiration date. At least not on my end. I have no interest in being with any other guy but Austin.
“So, you wanna tell me how you got these cuts?” I ask. “And this black eye?”
“We fought the football team,” he grumbles.
“Yes. But you must have really gone at it to get this bad. Who on the football team did you beat up?”
My heart races as I feel my stomach twist. I have a feeling who it could be, and I don’t know if I’m happy about it or not.
After coming clean about what happened with Brogan, part of me was expecting Austin to lose his shit.
I could see the anger in his eyes, but he kept it together for my sake, and I loved him for it. I needed him at that moment. If he lost his cool, I don’t think I’d have been able to handle it at the time.
But I did wonder if eventually he would do something.
“I don’t wanna say,” he mumbles.
My heart races faster. Is it fucked up that I’m excited at the possibility it was Brogan? And is it even more fucked up that my cock is getting hard knowing that this man beat up my ex in my defense?
“Austin.” I scold him.
He blinks up at me and sighs. “Brogan. He was there with the group of football players.” He shrugs, trying to look away, but I don’t let him, gripping his jaw with my fingers.
“Why did you do it?” I ask.
“Because someone on the team started something with Charlie.”
“Is that the only reason?”
He licks his lips. “No.” He whispers softly. “After you told me what that piece of shit did to you, I saw the opportunity to kick his ass, and I took it. I’d have done more damage if it wasn’t for Coach putting a stop to it,” he grumbles.
Emotions hit me in the chest. Austin looks at me like he expects me to be upset with him, but I’m here trying not to cry because this man cares so much for me. I just don’t understand why. Why me?
Pulling his head closer, I put my forehead to his and close my eyes. “Thank you,” my voice cracks.
“For what?” he whispers.
“For defending me. For caring enough about me to do what you did.”
Austin pulls back and cups my face in his big hands. “You never have to thank me for caring about you, Levi. You're the most important person in my life. The idea of someone hurting you kills me.”
My lips part, my heart pounds as I struggle to think of the words I want to say. I love you. Be mine for real. Never leave me.
“You're the most important person in my life, too,” I whisper. At least he’s one of them. Easily the top five. Would it be a bad thing if he were tied with my parents and siblings?
He really does mean the world to me. Having him in my life has changed me in so many ways.
I feel alive. My eyes were opened to see there’s so much more to life than just school and work. I look forward to seeing him every day. And now, getting to live with him? It’s thrilling.
Austin groans, grabbing the back of my head and pulling me down for a kiss. I can taste the copper of his blood, but I don’t care.
I kiss him back. It’s slow and sweet, but the heat of it sets me on fire.
If this man wasn’t drunk, I’d probably let him fuck me in the staff room right now. And by the way, my cock thickens in my pants, he agrees.
“I want you so bad,” he murmurs against my lips. “I’ve been dreaming about sinking my cock inside your tight little hole.”
“Austin.” I whimper.
