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“It’s never going to be simple, but we’re in it together.” He ducks his head and curls into my chest.
“I like the sound of that.” I wrap my arms around him.
Chapter 40
Grayson
I leave the flogger on the edge of the bed as a hint when I go to prep myself.
When I return naked, Austin stands next to the bed fully dressed.
“Where do you want me?” I ask, not giving him time to back out.
He points to the bed, and I climb up onto all fours. My hard dick bobs, hitting my stomach. Austin slaps the inside of my legs, so I widen my stance. My full balls hang on display for him.
“I’ve been obsessed with your ass since Vegas.” He trails the falls over my cheeks and lets them gather in my crease, then moves them lower to my sack.
I let out a low moan.
“I could eat your sounds.” He continues to tease me with the flogger and light touches.
There’s already a shift in our dynamic. I’m usually the dirty talker to keep him out of his head, but I love hearing his breathless words.
“Your cock is leaking. Is it for me?”
“Yes, for you,” I groan.
“Tonight, I’m proving to you who you belong to.” He strikes the back of my thigh and I squeak.
“Green, green, green,” I ramble, loving his confidence.
“When you beg me, I’ll take my cock out of my pants and fuck you until you can’t walk.”
“Yessss.” I drop to my forearms.
He peppers my backside with hits, and I moan like a slut.
“When I smack your hole, there’s a stream of precum. Gather it up for me,” he orders.
I capture the string and shove my hand between my legs, offering it to him. He bends and sucks it from my fingers.
“My favorite snack.”
The flogger snaps through the air.
“Harder,” I cry. It’s so much lighter than his hand.
The only warning I get is the swish before he spanks me. “My hand was getting jealous and wants in on the fun.”
He’s reduced me to grunts and groans. The weight of his hand and the thud bring me to the edge. All my nerves are on fire. It almost makes me laugh how worried he was to use the flogger, and I like his hand better.
My skin becomes hot and tight. He massages it and soothes it with his tongue. I push my ass back, trying to get my balls and dick closer to his face.
Austin tsks me and resumes his play. “Should I keep your skin bright pink or turn it red?”
“Turn it red. Green light,” I gasp.
It’s his turn to groan, and he pulls my cheeks apart to lick my hole. “I can’t hold out.” He buries his face in my ass while spanking me.
