I opened my mouth and sucked him down before he could finish.
“Shit. Oh shit. Fuck!” he called out, his head falling back as his hands slapped back on the counter’s edge.
Normally, I wasn’t one for theatrics, but the thing was, Austin was all genuine. His reaction was one hundred percent real. And that nearly made me blush.
My head bobbed, fast and then slow, drawing this out in a way I knew would torture him.
My fingers slid away from his cock and my hand made its way between his legs. It didn’t take much to get him to spread a little for me once he felt my fingers graze his sac. I rolled his balls in my hand, listening to the way his noises changed from heavy breaths to pleasured grunts.
“I’m gonna… I’m…” he said between gasping breaths. The pointed tip of my tongue played with the under part of his cockhead. That did the trick. “Come!”
His cock pulsed in my mouth. I sucked him down again, eagerly coaxing out his orgasm, needy for my first taste of him.
I couldn’t hold back the moan as his hot cum coated my tongue.
His lids flew open then, head snapping down until his eyes locked with mine. I dipped again, smearing his own cum over his cock as another burst filled my mouth. His hand fell to my shoulder, fingers digging in like he needed to touch me.
“Ford,” he breathed out as I swallowed down the last of his release.
His body shuddered as I pulled away and gave his sensitive cock a few cleaning licks.
With his eyes glazed over and lids heavy, he reached down and rushed to help me up. His arms went around my waist while his face found a spot to hide in the crook of my neck.
I couldn’t explain why my eyes felt wet as I wrapped my arms around him and held on.
This moment had been more than just a blowjob.
It had been special.
Austin had let me in, let me give this to him. He’d trusted me, wanted me.
And though I didn’t say it, I promised him that I’d never take any of it for granted.
“Can we move on from the bullshit where you think I need time to know what I want?” he muttered almost drunkenly into my neck.
I barked out a laugh, turning my head so I could kiss his temple.
“Yes,” I said, tightening my hold on him.
“I want you, Ford. I want more with you.” He paused and drew in a slow deep breath. “I just want you.”
There was that wetness in my eyes again.
“I just want you too,” I told him back.
20
Ford
I didn’t take him to bed after I blew him, even though that was what I wanted to do.
I wanted nothing more than to strip down with him, crawl between the cold sheets, and wrap myself around him.
Instead, I poured us coffee… because we couldn’t let coffee go to waste, especially when we happened to be running low. It wasn’t like we could run to the nearest store and pick some up. Hell, I wasn’t even sure where the closest store was.
When I handed the full mug to Austin, he got a wild look in his eyes that had my heart skipping a beat.
“I have an idea,” he said, sounding excited. “Meet me out front.”
