Chapter 8
There was only one thought underneath the haze of incredible pleasure: I should have taken that goddamn condom.
Dominic had to make this last. But Austin was so tight. He was already shaking with pleasure after one thrust, mouth hanging open against the mattress, still groaning from that first thrust that had buried Dominic balls-deep.
Dominic gritted his teeth and pulled out slowly, until only his cockhead remained. Austin looked so perfect stretched out around his cock. Dominic ran a thumb around his hole, fighting the urge to shove another finger alongside his cock.
“Sore?” he asked breathlessly.
Austin shook his head, his stubble rasping against the sheets. “‘S good. Keep going. Show me.”
He didn’t say the rest, but Dominic heard it anyway: show me how you would have fucked me that night.
He’d imagined it so many times, in so many ways.
In the bar, in the car on the way back home, in Austin’s bed after he begged for it.
But Dominic knew one thing: it was going to be desperate.
They’d both waited so long. Even after just six months, the tension was palpable. This was never going to be slow.
Dominic let himself watch for another few thrusts, luxuriating in the sight of Austin stretched around his cock.
The arch of his inked back, already shiny with sweat.
Dominic dragged his hand down his spine.
There was a snake tattoo curling along the notches, its mouth bared in a way that suggested the man underneath it was something to fear.
Dominic imagined Austin face down on a leather chair, not making any noise as the needle carved the snake into his back.
Tattoos, dumbbells, even his damn posture—so much effort to make himself look intimidating.
He’d just fallen into it, Austin had told him once.
He didn’t need to work on it anymore; people just looked at him and assumed.
Not Dominic. Even at the interview, with Austin’s shirtsleeves rolled up to expose all those thorny tattoos and his eyes cool and distant as he watched Dominic over that interview table, he’d figured out it was all an act.
Austin was a good actor, but there were some things Dominic just knew.
Like the longing on Austin’s face as he saw Dominic for the first time.
He wanted Dominic to dominate him. Then the longing faded, replaced by weary resignation. He thought he would never get what he wanted.
And now here they were.
Dominic ran a finger over the top notch of Austin’s spine, bracketed by the snake’s open mouth. He gave Austin’s stretched hole one last hungry glance, then he leaned over Austin and pressed him down into the bed.
Austin moaned, muffled into the sheets.
“Is this what you wanted when you asked me to fuck you?” Dominic asked, nosing at Austin’s cheek. He snapped his hips, and Austin’s reply cut off in a gasp.
“Yeah,” Austin said when he got his breath back. “Yeah, fuck, please. Just like that. Want it.”
“I thought we were doing whatever I wanted,” Dominic said. He grabbed Austin’s hips, holding him still as he fucked him into the mattress. “Hmm? Whatever I say, right?”
“Yes,” Austin babbled. “Yeah, yes.”
Dominic let him have a few more thrusts, entranced by the ecstasy in Austin’s face and the tight heat of his body. Then he knelt up, pulling out so abruptly that Austin groaned in protest.
“Turn over,” Dominic said.
Austin lay there for a moment, panting. Then he rolled over, his legs falling open around Dominic’s hips. His cock smeared precome against his stomach, and Dominic took a second to admire how wet he was getting.
“Good puppy,” Dominic said. He took Austin’s shins, pushing them back against his torso. “Grab your ankles.”
Austin did. He stared up at Dominic, his chest heaving and flushed.
Dominic traced his hand down his pecs. “Keep holding them there. If you let go, I’ll stop. As long as you’re holding on, I’m going to keep fucking you until I come. Even if you come first, even if you’re sensitive, I won’t stop unless you let go. Got it?”
Austin moaned. His fingers tightened around his ankles, like he was in this for the long haul.
“Got it,” he rasped. “Sir.”
Dominic smirked. “Good.”
He pulled Dominic up by the hips and fitted his cock back inside. Austin’s cock jerked between them, another drop of precome running into his waxed stomach.
“So wet for me,” Dominic said. He fucked him faster, watching Austin’s shiny precome drip further up his stomach, no body hair to stop the flow. He let go of one of his hips to swipe his thumb through the mess, then held it up to Austin’s gaping mouth.
“Suck,” he said.
Austin sealed his lips around his thumb and sucked. He was still moaning on every thrust. The vibrations traveled up Dominic’s thumb, up his arm and into his cock. He’d imagined this so many times: Austin sucking obediently on his fingers, his eyes huge and wet as he stared up at him.
Then Dominic hiked up his hips to change the angle, and Austin’s eyes slammed shut as Dominic grazed his prostate. Austin cried out, Dominic’s thumb falling out of his mouth.
“That’s it,” Dominic said. He thrust faster, balls slapping against Austin’s ass. “Be loud for me. You would’ve let the whole bar know, huh? I would’ve had to shove my tie in your mouth.”
Austin nodded desperately, head thrown back against the mattress. It made a gorgeous vein stand out on his neck. Dominic leaned down and ran his tongue up the vein until he reached Austin’s chin.
“Should’ve bent you over the sink,” Dominic said mindlessly. He bit Austin’s stubble, feeling drunk with it. “You’d let me. I could see how desperate you were. You would’ve let anybody fuck you in that bathroom if they told you to bend over.”
He expected Austin to agree again. But Austin forced his eyes open, staring at him desperately as he held his ankles steady against his thrusts.
“Just you,” he croaked.
A flood of affection washed over Dominic, hot and intense. He had tried to keep Austin out of his heart, knowing how easily he could make a home here. But it was impossible when he said shit like that.
Dominic fucked into him faster. Austin’s eyes rolled up, his fingers spasming around his ankles. But he didn’t let go. He actually dragged his legs back further. Offering himself up, Dominic thought through a haze of lust. Begging Dominic to take him.
Dominic kissed him. He hadn’t kissed him enough, he realized, faintly appalled. He’d been too focused on ordering Austin around. He would have to fix that later.
Too bad Austin was too far gone to kiss back properly. Every time Dominic bottomed out, Austin’s mouth opened wide on a moan. But he was still trying, the pressure hot and desperate against Dominic’s mouth. It was adorable. Dominic wanted to eat him.
Dominic pulled back to bite Austin’s stubbled jaw. “Think you can come from this if I touch your cock?”
Austin nodded wildly. Dominic grinned, reaching between them to jerk Austin off, fast and slick. Austin was dripping so much it was sliding over his stomach, covering Dominic’s hand.
“Oh fuck,” Austin whispered.
His cock pulsed in Dominic’s hand. Come shot up all the way to Austin’s chin, covering the fading bite mark Dominic had left.
He was beautiful. Dominic wanted to fuck him forever.
One last drop of come slid down Austin’s cock.
He was shaking, his face screwed up like he was going to cry.
Dominic wanted so badly to fuck Austin through the sensitivity, watching him squirm and gasp and wonder if he could keep going.
But Dominic had been holding off on his orgasm ever since he slid into Austin.
They could do drawn-out later. Right now, Dominic needed to fill him up.
Dominic kissed his chin. “I’m gonna come, baby. You’re going to take it all, okay? Just like last time.”
Austin made a noise that was too garbled to make out. But he hadn’t let go of his ankles, so Dominic sped up, fucking him as hard as he dared. The room filled with the noise of their bodies coming together, Austin’s overwhelmed gasps barely audible over the sound of skin slapping.
“Should’ve fucked you that night,” Dominic managed. “Should’ve fucked you every night—”
He cut off with a moan, spilling deep inside. Each pulse felt like an eternity.
Austin clenched around him, and Dominic heard himself groan. He let his head drop to Austin’s, his hips jackrabbiting two more weak thrusts as he rode it out.
Finally, it subsided. Dominic slowly came back to himself. He was braced over Austin, his quaking arms barely holding himself up.
Austin was still clinging to his ankles. He looked up at Dominic blearily.
“Can I let go now?” he slurred.
Dominic huffed a laugh.
Still talking. He’d have to do better next time.
“You can,” he said.
Austin’s feet thumped into the bed. Dominic lay down next to him, and Austin nuzzled his shoulder sleepily.
“Stay?” Austin asked quietly.
Dominic rubbed a hand through his hair, considering. He should leave. But everything in him wanted nothing more than to wake up next to Austin tomorrow, damn the consequences.
But not tonight. Once he started giving in, it was a slippery slope.
“Until you fall asleep,” Dominic said quietly.
Austin didn’t reply. When Dominic looked down, Austin’s eyes were closed, his breath coming steadily.
Dominic gave himself two minutes. Then he crept slowly out of bed and started picking up his clothes.