In the change room, I back Aussy up to a bench in the centre of the room. He sits, and I straddle his lap, kissing his neck while his hands find my thighs, gripping me hard while I grind on his hard length beneath me. I want him, right here, right now. Our breaths are laboured, and the feel of his skin against mine as we move together is euphoric. I need more. I need to feel him.
I slip my hand between us, sliding my fingers beneath the waistband of his boxers, finding his thick, hard cock aching for release. He moans, and at that beautiful sound, a smile plays across my lips. I pull him free and stroke him, over and over, while rubbing the tip of his cock on the fabric of my panties. He opens his eyes, running his tongue over his bottom lip, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever seen from him before. His eyes are wild as if he’s lost in my touch.
“I’m going to come if you keep doing that, Vixen.” My smile widens further, and I remove myself from his lap. Parting his legs, I drop to my knees, continuing to stroke his length. I lick my lips, eyes connecting with Austin’s, and I lower my mouth onto his cock, taking him to the back of my throat.
“Oh my god, Vix,” he groans, hands gripping the back of my head, and his fingers through my hair. He takes control, guiding my head up and down on his shaft. My confidence builds the more I hear him whimper, and wetness begins to pool in my panties from pleasuring him. I want him to come. I want the satisfaction of his release on my tongue... I want to taste him.
I look up at him and feel his cock twitch in my mouth. His grip tightens on my hair as he thrusts deeper. He stiffens, keeping his length buried down my throat while he pulsates, and his slick warmth coats my tongue, sweet and intoxicating. I swallow his load and keep going until I’ve devoured every last drop. The sounds that come from his mouth are animalistic and have my own arousal dripping between my thighs. My pussy is needy, begging for his attention.
He lifts me from the floor and spins my body around, his chest to my back. In a matter of seconds, Austin has me pinned to the wall with his fingers beneath the fabric of my panties. He slides his fingers through my slick wetness,teasing my opening with his touch and then inserts two fingers inside of me, making me cry out in pleasure.
“Austin!” I whimper, my back arching at the feel of him inside me.
“Say my name, baby,” he growls in my ear. His fingers pumping in and out of my pussy with such force, it’s like he wants to claim this part of me as his own. He removes his fingers, sliding up to my clit where he rubs ferociously, the intensity almost bringing me to my knees. I can feel my release building at my core. Austin’s other hand kneads my breast, rolling my pierced nipple between his thumb and finger. He kisses the back of my neck, his tongue moving in circles on my skin, and my body goes into sensory overload. I cry out, screaming Austin’s name as my orgasm tears through my body.
I’m out of breath, shamelessly exhausted and draped against the wall like it’s my only reason for being on two feet at this very moment. Aussy kisses my shoulder, and I turn to face him.
“Did that just happen?” I ask him, smiling.
“Oh, that just happened,” he says, “and it’s going to keep happening. Again,” he kisses my cheek, “and again,” another kiss, “and again.” He captures my lips in his, gentle with so much care, it makes my heart ache.
ELEVEN
VIX - PRESENT
I’m feelingsluggish as I get ready for my first class. I drank way too much last night, and I’m facing the consequences this morning. This probably isn’t a good way to start my academic year, but honestly? I’m too busy swooning over the events of yesterday to care.
I take a shower and get myself together before leaving for my first class. Throwing on a pair of leggings and a sweatshirt, I glance at myself in the mirror, not putting any effort into my appearance to go sit in a classroom. Opening my door to leave, I’m greeted by a handsome face and a delicious smell, and I’m not just talking about the coffee he holds in his hand.
“Mornin’, beautiful.” Austin smiles. I take the cup immediately, then drink a huge sip.
“You definitely know the way to my heart,” I tease, and Austin chuckles.
“If coffee is the way to your heart, then I intend to keep you caffeinated at all times.” He pecks me on the cheek. “What time does your class finish today?” he asks. We startwalking—no rush, no awkwardness between us. Just Aussy and me, the way it always should have been.
“I finish at one and then I’ll be free for the rest of the afternoon.”
“So…” he starts, “would you maybe wanna do something tonight?” he asks, trying to be casual but coming across as anything but. I giggle.
“Are you trying to be the cool guy asking a girl out on a date?”
“Hey, I can be the cool guy. I’ve got game.” I nod, completely unconvinced.
“I’ll woo you, you’ll see,” he insists.
“Sure, of course.” I play coy, taking another sip of my coffee.
“I will knock your socks off with how much game I have.” We stop in front of my classroom door. I stand on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
“Can’t wait to be woo’ed.” I give him a wink and turn to head into the room. He reaches out, grabbing my arm before I get through the threshold and pulls me back, bringing his mouth to mine. He kisses me slowly, and my body melts. I feel his tongue glide across my lower lip, and it takes everything not to tackle him to the ground right here, right now. I take a second before opening my eyes, a soft hum leaving my lips. He’s already walking away, leaving me there, breathless and craving more of his touch.
I’m so fucked.
Class flies by when you’re too busy daydreaming to pay attention to the lecture. I all but run to my room to freshen up for my date with Austin this evening. Throwing on a pair of black ripped skinny jeans and a cropped black band tee, I pull my hair into a ponytail and dig through one of my boxes for my Converse to complete my look. I’m ready for whatever the night has to offer.
I decide I want to surprise Austin by meeting him at his place since he’s shown up to mine with my drug of choice more times now than I can count. I find my shoes, slip them on, and head over to his dorm room.
Walking through the hall,I can feel the vibration of the loud music coming from his room before I reach his door. I knock, feeling giddy about seeing him again. I’ve had butterflies in my stomach every second of the day, the anticipation of seeing him making me feel like a love-sick puppy.
