Chapter 4
Austin
I’m going to hell. A one-way ticket straight to the big guy downstairs.
But as I run my lips along the column of Levi’s throat, his soft, warm skin against mine, I’d happily burn for the rest of eternity.
My cock throbs with need, desperate for the man currently in my embrace. My offer to be not only his fake boyfriend, but to be friends with benefits, was for purely selfish reasons.
Why, you might ask? Because I’ve been crazy about this man for years. Yup. I’ve been lusting after my best friend's little brother pretty much since we were teenagers.
He was the biggest factor in my realization that I was gay.
As much as I love Charlie, spending so much time over at their house growing up wasn’t just to see him.
And yes, a lot of the time it was to get away from my controlling, cold father, but the biggest reason was because I wanted to spend time with Levi.
Even though we went to high school together, we lived very different lives. Because of that, the only real time I got to see Levi was when I was at their place, or when Charlie would bring Levi along when we hung out.
My therapist thinks my obsession with Levi isn’t the healthiest, and I know for a fact she’s going to lose it when she finds out about the little arrangement we just set up.
Unless I don’t tell her. I mean, it’s not like she’s going to find out any other way, right?
God, I need help. Badly. But fuck. Here I am, standing with the guy I’ve been pining after for years, getting the chance to be with him in the way I’ve always wanted.
At first, I had planned to talk to him about how to part ways after the night was over, but as the night went on and I saw how supportive his family was of the two of us being together, I became less inclined to do so.
Then there's the fact that his mother outed the fact that he used to have a crush on me when we were younger.
That had me over the fucking moon. Because maybe, just maybe, if I can spend enough time with Levi, those feelings could come back. And that crush could grow into something more.
There’s no denying that this man is at the very least attracted to me; the evidence is pressed against my thigh, long and hard. My mouth waters with the need to wrap my lips around his cock and suck him down.
“Okay,” he whispers the answer I’ve been hoping for when I asked my question.
“Okay?” I pull back, an overwhelming rush of joy smacking into me. I was fully prepared for him to say no. Even though the rejection would have killed me, I knew I had to at least shoot my shot. I just didn’t expect it to go in my favor.
My lips shift into a hopeful smile, praying I heard his answer correctly.
“Yeah.” He nods, indeed confirming his agreement. “Let’s do it.”
My lust for this man burns, my eyes growing dark. A feral urge hits me, and the next thing I know, Levi’s head is cradled in my hand, my fingers tangled in his messy dark locks as I bring my lips to his.
A small growl of satisfaction rumbles in my chest, my tongue darting out as I lick over the seam of his lips, needing him to let me in.
The sweet sound of Levi’s whimper of need has me gripping his ass, grinding my cock against his as he parts his lips, letting me in.
He tastes like whiskey and sin. My new favorite fucking flavor.
My tongue licks over his, slow and sensual as fireworks go off inside me. I could quickly become addicted to this man, and I’m not even mad about it.
When I suck his tongue into my mouth, he moans. I want more of those.
“Get a room!” someone shouts, making Levi jump back. I want to find whoever said that and kick their ass.
I growl in frustration, my chest heaving as Levi stares up at me, his big, hazel doe eyes have me wanting to get on my knees and give this man the world. His lips are red and puffy from the kiss, his breathing labored, and his cheeks flushed. He’s so damn cute and sexy.
“That was...” he breathes out, eyes glazed over with lust. For me. Fuck. I love this look on him.
“Fucking amazing.” I go to kiss him again, needing more, but Levi steps back.
“We can’t do this here. Everyone is watching,” he hisses, looking adorably embarrassed.
“Right.” I nod, grabbing his hand. “Then let's go somewhere away from prying eyes.” I’m aware this might be too much for him; I could be pushing my limits but when Levi doesn’t say no, or try to pull out of my grasp, a thrill runs through me.
I’m nowhere near done with this man. I’ve had one taste and I’m already hooked. Looking around, I try to find someplace private. When I spot the coat room, I say fuck it and tug him along.
Throwing the door open, I pull Levi inside before slamming the door shut. Shoving him up against the door, I cup his face in my hands and kiss him again, dying for another hit.
His responding moan urges me on, deepening the kiss. I’m starving for this man.
It feels like I’ve spent years walking through the desert alone, surviving by pure luck.
He’s my oasis, the thing that kept pushing me forward.
Only this time, it’s not a hallucination.
He’s real. He’s in my arms, pressed up against my body, and his lips dance with mine.
I’m greedily taking mouthfuls of this man like I may never get another drop of water again.
“Austin,” Levi moans, rolling his hips, his needy cock seeking the attention it craves.
“Tell me what you need, baby. I want to please you, make you feel good.” The pet name slips out without a thought. But if Levi cares he doesn’t make it known.
“I need to cum,” he pants heavily. “So badly.”
“Mhhm,” I hum, pride surging inside me as I suck his lower lip into my mouth, biting down hard enough to make him gasp. “And I wanna make you cum. So badly, baby. But you need to tell me what you need. How can I get you there?”
He looks at me with those big hazel eyes like he can’t believe I’m asking him that question.
I need to remember to find Brogan and kick his fucking ass for ever letting Levi think he wasn’t good enough. He’s fucking perfect. I don’t know if I’m ever going to be able to let him go.
Simple, I won’t.
How to make that become a reality is yet to be determined. But this man will be mine officially.
“I–I don’t—” He blinks up at me, my question seeming to take him off guard.
“Do you want my hand?” I murmur, reaching between us as I cup his erection, giving it a squeeze. A sick little satisfied smirk forms on my lips as his eyes roll back, a moan that makes my cock pulse with need slipping past those bruised, kissed lips.
“My mouth?” I tuck my face into his neck, kissing this throat softly before sucking on the sensitive spot just below his ear, making him whimper, the sound of his breathing growing quicker.
With my free hand, I grasp his firm ass cheek, giving it a squeeze. “Or do you want me in your ass?”
I’ve never had sex with a guy before; I’ve never actually had sex at all. But for Levi, I’d have my first time in this coat closet as long as I got to have him. “Or would you rather be in my ass?”
“Oh fuck.” Levi sucks in a breath. “M-mouth,” he stammers quickly. “Your mouth. I want your mouth.”
My lips curve into a smile against his throat. I give it a bite before I pull back. “You want me to wrap my lips around that perfect cock and suck you good, baby?”
“Yes.” He nods frantically, chest heaving, eyes nearly black with need at how wide his pupils are blown.
Seeing him look at me like this, with pure want, so needy and desperate for my touch, makes me want to spend the rest of my life pleasing him.
I could be wrong, but there doesn’t seem to be a dominant bone in Levi’s body, not with the way he’s so easily flustered or with how adorable he’s been.
I might not have any real experience in the sex department, but I have fooled around with a few guys over the past year.
It was awkward, and I really had no idea what I was doing at the time, but at least it was enough practice to give me the confidence to please Levi now.
It’s also how I knew casual sex wasn’t for me.
Nothing hurts the ego more than a guy getting frustrated that you're new at giving head and fumbling.
There’s no fear that Levi will judge me if I’m not the best. Just talking with him tonight, judgment is the opposite of what I’d expect from him.
That’s why when I drop to my knees, keeping my eyes on his wanting ones, I don’t feel nervous that I’m going to fuck this all up. Instead, I’m excited to do my damn best and watch this man tremble at my touch.
He looks down at me like I’m his god or something. My chest puffs out in pride. I’ve never had anyone look at me like he does.
Mhmm. My man looks so fucking sexy right now.
“Can I be honest with you?” I ask him, reaching up to flick open the button of his dress pants.
“No. Lie to me,” he breathes out.
I can’t help but chuckle at his sarcasm. “I see I have a brat on my hands?” The way Levi’s eyes light up has my cock twitching. Oh, he likes that. He likes being a brat. I bet his ex made him feel bad about it.
No, Austin. No thinking about his stupid ex right now. He lost Levi. And now he’s mine. His loss is my forever. So fuck that guy.
“S-sorry.”
“Don’t be. I think it’s hot.” I grin. “But, like I was going to say, I’m gonna be honest. I don’t really have all that much experience being with a man. So if I suck at this, please don’t tell me,” I joke with a chuckle, trying to hide my nerves.
His face softens, and god, it makes my heart clench.
He reaches down and cups my cheek. “I’d never say anything to hurt your feelings, Austin.
I don’t care if you’re some master at sucking cock.
” He chuckles softly. “Honestly, I’m glad you’re not.
” Why? Is it because the idea of me being with other guys makes him jealous?
Because thinking about him being with Brogan makes me see green.