“Good boy,” I praise him and he beams. I rinse the bowls but leave them to clean later.
Austin is mumbling something to Koka when I walk out of the kitchen. I'm not sure where Elle went. He stops and I can see the blush on his cheeks at being caught.
“Do I get to know what you told Koka?” I ask. His hair is finally dry from his bath and I run my fingers through it to tame the curls down a little. He tilts his head back and smiles up at me. My heart definitely does not skip a beat at that happy expression on his face.
“I was just saying that I’m glad you’re here.”
I’msofargonefor this boy.
I was supposed to just stay Wednesday night but now it’s Friday morning and I’m waking up in his bed once again. Austin is curled up around me, fast asleep with his lips slightly parted. He looks peaceful and the last thing I want to do is wake him up. But he has to get up for work and I have to get to another meeting at nine.
“Wakey, wakey.” I whisper the words to Austin. It’s just before six and the sun is no where close to be shining. It's the last week of October, the sun won't be up for another hour.
“I don’t want to,” he complains, still very much asleep. I smile and run my pointer finger down the middle of his face, booping the tip of his nose.
“One more day, baby. Then we can sleep in tomorrow.”
Austin lets out a sleepy groan, but rolls onto his back, away from me. If we had time, we could snuggle a little longer, but we both need showers and I want to make us breakfast. Austin let it slip that his breakfast usually consisted of something once he got to work. I’ve seen their selection— he doesn't need to be having sweets for breakfast every morning.
“You need to get in the shower and I’ll make us some food.” I push the blanket down, shivering slightly when the warm cocoon turns cold fast. Both of us are only wearing our underwear. He didn’t have any little time last night. Instead, I picked up Chinese take out for the both of us and we watched an action film, cuddled up on the couch. It was nice.
“Or you can shower with me,” he suggests, peeking one eye open. His smirk is contagious. “I mean, if you want to.”
I lean over the edge of the bed and give him a closed-mouth kiss. “You have to get out of bed in order to do that.”
I laugh at the speed in which he moves. I honestly don’t know if we can both fit in his shower. I’m not the smallest of guys and his tub is narrow. The bathroom back at my place is much more spacious, which is where we are staying this weekend. Five minutes later, my thoughts are proven right.
Austin’s pout at the realization is absolutely adorable.
I wrap a towel around my body and step out of the bathroom. After the almost blowjob on Wednesday night, we've been more touchy but nothing has happened.
Do I want to get my hands and mouth on him again? Absolutely.
Am I okay waiting until he is comfortable with me touching him? Absolutely.
“Daddy!” The word rings around the house just as I’m about to cut up an apple for him. He might be a bit picky about his veggies, but he loves all fruit. I set the knife down and head back toward the bathroom. He doesn't sound in distress, but it’s instinct to be there when I hear the word.
“What is it, Aussie?” He’s completely naked, dripping wet. He’s standing on the bath mat, facing me. His hands are clenched by his sides.
He doesn’t say anything, but reaches out his hand toward me. Not for my hand, but the towel wrapped around my waist. Within seconds, it’s on the floor and Austin is knelt before me, looking up at me.
“Austin—”
I don’t get more than his name out of my mouth before his lips take my cock in his. I’m not hard, but the warmth and suction of his mouth gets me there within a minute. I hold ahand out to keep my balance. His enthusiasm is definitely there. The sensation of my cock growing as he sucks and bobs his head is mind numbing.
He pulls off and smiles up at me while his hand plays with my balls. A groan starting deep in my chest comes out in response.
“I’ve been thinking about this for two days,” Austin says. “Getting my mouth on my Daddy. Making you feel half as good as you’ve made me feel.”
“Baby,” I grunt out the word as his tongue swipes against my tip. He hums and locks eyes with me. “You don’t have to do this.”
“I want to,” Austin says. And his voice leaves no room for argument. “If you want it. Shit, I should have asked.”
I rest a hand in his hair and smile. “Yes, baby, of course I want this.”
Austin smiles before wrapping his lips around my cock again. The feeling is incredible. He hollows his cheeks and sucks, sending me into a frenzy. I do my best to refrain from bucking my hips further into his mouth. The sight of my cock disappearing into his mouth over and over is pushing me too fast to the edge.
One of Austin’s hands disappears from his body and I watch him start to jerk himself off. He moans around my dick and I have to shut my eyes before I come at the sight alone.
