When I pull back to look at him, he's smiling again, but there's mischief behind his eyes. "I know you have something to say, just say it."
He hesitates for a second before the joke is too much to keep in. "Are you sure you won't throw out a hip with all this movement?"
"You're on thin ice, Aussie." I kiss him again, distracting him enough to let my hand dig into his side where he's most ticklish. His body squirms under me, laughter and a squeal filling the room.
"Torture!" He says through shallow breaths. I let up and give him a moment to catch his breath.
"Are you done making fun of me now?"
"I'm sorry, Daddy." He doesn't look the least bit sorry. "Will you please continue with the having of the sex?"
"The having of the— Never mind." I decide to let that drop but he's smiling and I can see the happiness in his expression and it makes my heart— and dick— swell.
Austin's hands are on me in an instant again, tugging at the band of my briefs. I shift a bit higher on the bed, kissing along his jaw while he pushes my underwear as far as he can manage. Iquickly rid myself of them without breaking our lips apart. Our movements are like something straight from a movie, perfectly coordinated without saying a word. His legs lift up and wrap around my waist, pressing our groins together. I have one hand holding me up and use the other to brush through Austin's hair.
"You are so beautiful," I whisper. "So perfect."
I can see the tinge in his cheeks and smile, not resisting the urge to kiss him once more. This kiss is slow and we rock our bodies together. I feel his hand move between our bodies and wrap around my cock only. I know we're both leaking precum at this point. His lips continue to move against mine as he strokes me to full hardness again. He moves his hand down further, fingers brushing lightly against my balls. The sensation pulls me from the kiss and I have to take several deep breaths to keep this from ending way too soon.
He keeps his legs loosely wrapped around me while I sit up and grab the lube to coat my fingers. I look at his body, his smiling face, the tattoo that travels from his shoulder to hip. That simple line, the only marking he has on his body, holds so many memories for him. I respect that, for both of us. There is history and moments that I'll never know about and that's fine. I want to create a lifetime of new memories with him. Our lips meet once again when I lean over him, adjusting my body slightly so I can get him ready.
"God, Remi." I'm up to two fingers now and I know I found the right angle when he turns his head, eyes closed, and sinks his teeth into my bicep. It's not hard and the small sting jolts through my body, spurring me on more. I add a third finger and his teeth clamp down a little harder. His whole body is moving in tandem with my fingers pushing into him, opening his hole for me. I can feel the spit running down my arm.
"Are you ready for me, baby?" I pull my fingers out of him and quickly wipe the remaining lube off on the side of the bed. I'll wash the blanket later.
"Yes, please. I need you."
Those words do something to me and I have to take a moment to recompose. I'm always needed, twenty-four/seven at work. Things need to be signed, orders placed, emails answered. I'm needed with my family. For babysitting or to help fix something around the house. But like this? No one, in all my years, has ever told me so sincerely that they need me in a physical way. I'm in deep with this boy, I know it like I know my own name. I hold back the thought from forming. The last thing I want to do is ruin this moment by saying something he isn't ready to hear.
Instead, I reach for the condom he left on the bedside table and open it. I slide it on securely and give myself a few tugs before looking back at Austin. He's smiling and lifts his legs, wrapping his hands behind his knees. His hole is right there, ready for me. I push all the deep thoughts away, wanting to enjoy this moment between us. The angsty thoughts and future wanting to montage through my mind can wait for when I'm not about to fuck my boy.
"Yes, Daddy. Fuck, yes. You feel so big." Austin continues the string of compliments as I push slowly in to him. His ass is gripping me tight, the warmth of his body makes me want to chase that feeling but I hold back. I don't want this to end too fast for either of us. And I don't want to hurt him.
"You feel incredible, Austin." We move, adjusting ourselves to a better position. He lets his legs fall open around my body and I move my hands to hold myself above him. He lets out a beautiful moan when I finally press my hips against his ass. Hebites his bottom lip, but I tug at his chin until he lets his jaw go slack. I smile down at him. "Are you good?"
"More than," he says with a smile.
I dip my head to kiss him and pull my hips back at the same time. The moment I thrust my hips forward again, all bets are off. The tender moments we shared, the sweet kisses, gentle moans; all of that is gone. The room fills with grunts from both of us, skin slapping against skin, the headboard hitting the wall. And Austin's whimpers as I fuck into him over and over. "Yes, Austin. Fuck, baby, your body is perfect."
I look down between our bodies and watch his cock. It's trapped between his stomach and mine but he's leaking like crazy, pooling cum on his stomach. His ass grips tighter around me as he clinches, fighting off the orgasm that is building. "Fuck, Aussie. Come for me, baby. Let Daddy see you come on his cock."
I quicken my thrusts, dipping my head to rest against the side of his. I can feel his breaths ghosting over my shoulder with each pant. "I'm almost— Shit, I'm coming."
His breath hitches and I feel his teeth clamp around my shoulder just before his body tenses up and stars are shooting throughmywhole body. I don't know what kind of noise comes out of me, but it's deep and pure instinct and I still as my cum fills the condom deep inside Austin. I can feel his ass pulsing around my cock, squeezing me. His teeth have definitely left marks. When I have enough brain power to think again, I pull out of him slowly. I see him wince but he covers it with a smile.
We're both sweaty and messy. His hair is sticking in different directions; it's adorable and hot at the same time.
"I'll be right back," I say as I climb off the bed. The cool flooring is a shock to my heated body. I move toward the en suite quickly to dispose of the condom and grab a towel to clean Austin up. Before I can do the second, though, arms snake around my body and he presses tight against my back.
"I think we need a shower," he says. "Together."
Chapter Thirteen
Wespendtherestof Saturday alternating between lounging around in bed and playing around the house. There's a whole level of intimacy that comes with sharing yourself with someone physically and trusting them to take care of your needs. When we finally get out of bed again, Remi is in full Daddy mode, setting me up at the table with coloring books and crayons while he prepares dinner.
"A crockpot masterpiece," he says with a wink as he gathers the supplies for a cheesy chicken noodle recipe. Once everything is in the pot, slowly cooking, Remi joins me to color for a bit. Then we move to the living room where I decide we need to have a battle to fight the dragons. Daddy finds two foam swords in the playroom for us to use.
After eating dinner, which is delicious, we make our way upstairs. Remi gives me the choice of what I want to wear to bed, since I have a bag of my own clothes here too. I go with training pants and a pair of shorts, but we both get abit sidetracked and wind up naked in bed once more. I'm not complaining as I finally curl up against Remi and fall asleep to the sound of his breathing.
