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The pace is brutal, and he fills me, satisfying every desire I’ve had. His expression is blissed out, like he’s floating on airand not ramming my ass. It’s a delicious dichotomy. “Fuck me so hard you leave an imprint in my throat.” He’s so deep; he’s ripping me apart and making me whole.
Austin is the only one for me.
His eyelids flutter closed, but he doesn’t pause.
“Right there.” I arch my back when he hits my prostate.
“I’m so close. Are you going to come for me?” Austin drives into me, nailing me where I need him as he fists my cock.
His hand demands my cum, and I spill into it with a long groan. Nothing exists but him.
“You’re squeezing me so tight.” His movements become jerky, and his legs tense as he fills the condom. I wish there wasn’t anything between us. I want part of him to live in my body.
Austin collapses on my chest, and I let go of my legs to hook them around his back. I should have water for him when he comes down, but I can’t leave his side or he’ll crash faster.
“Come here, baby, up to the pillows.” He’s loose and limp, but I’m able to lay him out on the bed with his head supported. “It’s different for everyone, but you might have an adrenaline crash. I’m here, and I won’t leave you.”
“You always keep your word.” He nuzzles into the crook of my neck.
“I’ll do anything for you.” I hold him close and inhale his sweaty, crisp scent.
“That was… I don’t have enough brain function for words. Stup…stup…” He groans a laugh, shaking us both.
“If you say stupid, we have a problem.” I massage his neck.
“Stupendous,” he mutters.
“Good word. You probably used all your available brain cells. Try to sleep.” I barely have the words out before his breathing evens out and becomes utterly relaxed.
With Austin sated and sleeping, I close my eyes in contentment. But the feeling of otherness rears its ugly head. Ironically, it’s similar to Austin’s darkness. It’s doubt.
Austin could be with anyone, and I’m the test guy. The guy he uses to figure himself out before he moves on and finds “the one.”
He would never do it on purpose, but he won’t settle for me. I’m the plus one. I don’t add any value to his life.
My breath hitches, and I hug him tighter. He burrows into me and mumbles, “Don’t leave.”
I’ll never leave him. Even if I cling to him knowing it will end with my heart in a million pieces, I’m not letting go. Austin’s mine until he decides he’s done with me.
Chapter 19
Austin
I wake up to my phone buzzing, and I panic, thinking I’m alone.
“Hey.” Gray kisses my shoulder. “Your phone’s on the nightstand. Should I get it?”
My thoughts are slow and my limbs heavy, but I shake my head and roll over.
“Shit. I forgot about King. He wanted to text, but now he’s calling.” I fumble to answer but miss the call and jab the buttons to call him back.
Gray eases away, but I fling my arm out to stop him. He probably wants to give me privacy, but I need him next to me.
“Hey, sorry, I fell asleep. But I’m here.” I rush to say when King answers.
“Nah, man, you’re good. I was just checking in because you’ve never not answered a text within three seconds of receiving it.” His voice is light, and there isn’t a hint of stress.
“Yeah, I crashed hard.” I scoot back to get closer to Gray.
