My hand found his ass, fingers digging in as I held onto him. He jerked his hips, rutting against my body. Why was that so hot? I wanted him to get off on me. I wanted his cum on me, smeared in and mixed with mine.
I briefly let myself wonder if that was wondering too much into possessive, caveman territory.
Then I simply thought I didn’t care if it was.
Austin stroked me faster, twisting his grip when he got to the crown.
“Shit, Ford,” he said, jerking his hips faster, rutting harder against me. “I—”
Fuck it,I thought. What reason did I really have to hide things? If it was too much for him, he could tell me.
“Come, Austin. I want you to come for me,” I said.
His hand moved faster on my cock as his grip tightened. It was as if he thought he could hold off his orgasm by gripping onto me.
“Austin,” I said again, voice deep and calm. My fingers dug into his ass cheek. The same one that I’d spanked earlier, and I wondered if he could feel how much I wanted to leave him with a reminder of me, of the things we did together, even if it was only temporary.
“Ford,” he whispered as his body began to shake against me. His head lifted, eyes gazing down into mine. “Ford,” he said again as I felt his cock twitch against my hip and then his cum spilled onto my skin.
“Give it to me,” I said, holding him tight. My balls drew up, and with one more jerky flick of his wrist, I came hard.
We both stilled once we were done. Rolling onto my back, I sagged into the mattress while he draped his boneless body over my side once again.
“You look so intense when you come,” he said, his voice slightly slurred. “It’s pretty sexy.”
I let out a soft laugh.
“You look…”Like an angel?It was the closest thing I had to compare it to, but I didn’t think that would have been the right thing to say. I cleared my throat and tired again. “You get this smile that lights up your whole face. I really like it.”
“Mmm,” he hummed as his face went to my neck. His nose brushed against my skin as he inhaled deeply. “I’ll accept that.”
His hand made a path down my chest. Down. Down. Until he pushed his palm into the mess cooling on my skin. Well, what was left of it, there was a pretty decent-sized wet spot under my hip. He pushed it up, and over, and down. Eventually, he made a lazy circle, mixing our come and smearing it into my skin.
I wondered if he was even aware of what he was doing. Or if he had any idea how hot I found it.
This would be the point where I’d normally hop out of bed and clean up. Maybe even go as far as jumping in the shower.
I smiled at the ceiling and held him closer, not a single part of me attempting to move.
Yeah, I wasn’t in a rush to wash this moment away.
21
Austin
Ford was in the shower.
I didn’t even let myself second-guess my next move.
Which was to slip into the shower behind him.
“What are you doing?” he asked, keeping his back to me. I should have known that I couldn’t sneak up on him.
“I felt dirty,” I replied with a smirk, knowing he could hear it in my tone. “Couldn’t wait to use the shower.”
I slipped my arms around his waist, pressing my cheek to the back of his neck. His skin was slick and warm from the water. Steam billowed around us, enveloping us in a cloud of illusion.
Or so I was calling it.
