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.
“More,” I beg.
Austin pushes my chest down on the bed, and I hear the rustle of his pants behind me. I glance over my shoulder to watch him lube my favorite toy—his dick.
I rest the top of my head on the bed so I can see him between my legs.
“Sunshine, you’re sucking my fingers right in.” He works me open, and I curse him for taking so long. “Hang on.” He slams in, balls deep.
My face smashes deeper into the mattress, and I chant his name. He pulls out an inch at a time and snaps his hips, returning all the way in with a single thrust. Austin does it over and over. I’m mindlessly babbling and begging for more.
He rotates his hips and pegs my prostate. “So close,” I pant.
“Not yet.” He pulls out and flips me over. “I’m going to watch you come all over my cock and get yourself all dirty.” Austin pushes back in, and I grab his face to kiss him.
Our tongues twine, but the pleasure builds so high, I’m only capable of sharing air with him.
“You’re all mine.” He bites my neck, and I scream his name. “Louder,” he commands.
Every cell in my body explodes with searing pleasure that I feel from the top of my head to the bottom of my toes. I twitch and spasm with each new wave as he fucks me through my orgasm. It’s too much and not nearly enough.
I lock my ankles around his back, pinning him to me.
“Mine,” I say, and he chuckles in my ear.
“Yours,” he agrees. “I love you.” He circles his hips and loosens my hold on him. “Now I’m gonna fill you up.”
“I need it.” I arch toward him to fuck myself on his cock.
“I’ll always give you what you need.” He fucks me so hard I have to brace my legs on the bed so I don’t go flying.
“Sunshine,” he gasps as his stroke falters and he empties himself in my ass. The warmth of his cum coats me as he collapses on my chest. “Welcome home.”
“I hate being away from you, but I’m so into welcome-home sex. Let’s make it a habit.”
“Deal.” We lie half on and half off the bed. Eventually, we straighten out and get under the covers.
“I love you, Tinny,” I mumble into his chest, but he’s already asleep.
I wake up feeling his stare. “What?” I ask without opening my eyes. It’s too early to get out of this bed, and let the real world close in because I’m not ready for reality.
“I was thinking.” Austin pushes my hair back and traces my widow’s peak.
My eyes blink open. “Mr. Talkative is at a loss for words. Should I be worried?”
“I’m unsure when I’ll be ready to come out.” His blue eyes fill with pain. “There will never be a right time, and the longer I wait, the worse my stress is going to get.”
His confession doesn’t end the same as it began. “What are you saying?”
“Pride Night is next week. What if we don’t make a statement?
We could walk out holding hands and not confirm or deny anything.
Drake and Lucky sort of did that when they kissed on camera, and Leo and Benzy have never admitted to being in a relationship.
We can be like them and just be together and act like it’s not a big deal. Because it’s not.”
“I disagree. Being your partner is a very big deal. It’s the best deal of my life.” His heartbeat increases under my palm. “Teasing,” I say, and peck his lips. “I know what you mean, and I’ll do whatever you want. I’ve come out, and I’m not famous like you are, so I’ll follow your lead.”
“Is it a good idea?” He sounds unsure.
“Holding your hand on Pride Night in front of the fans? Priceless.” I roll him under me. “How much time do we have?”