CHAPTER 25

Bastian

We enjoyed another two days in Colorado with Micah"s family before heading back to Austin. The days were spent outdoors having fun with his parents while the nights were spent in a tangle of limbs now that the final wall between us was torn down. Like the last piece of the puzzle sliding into place, Micah and I had taken to worshiping each other on a new level, the bond we had now impossibly deep. We were embedded into each other"s bodies and souls. When we returned home to my place, we took full advantage of the privacy and had barely come up for air for the remainder of the break. Unfortunately, we eventually had to venture out into the world again.

Dawson had invited us to a New Years Eve party at Maggie Mae"s nightclub. It was a swanky joint down on the infamous 6th street, which usually wasn"t my scene, but he insisted we get out and celebrate with everyone. In a shocking turn of events, Micah was fairly enthusiastic about the plans, and I realized I had rubbed off on him in more ways than one. He had even invited Rhys to come, but he seemed a little cagey, simply stating he had plans. Neither of us pressed him.

The club was jammed with sweaty, drunk people grinding sinuously to the pulsing beat of the DJ"s music. I had Micah"s hand in a death grip to ensure I wouldn"t lose him, and my arm tingled lightly from the contact. It happened each time I touched him, so I stopped being shocked by it long ago. It was our bodies recognizing the other, feeling completed by its other half. I fucking loved it.

We made our way upstairs to the rooftop bar where the fresh air was a welcome relief to the stifling atmosphere inside. The space was huge, but still packed to the brim with people waiting to ring in the new year together.

"Bash!" I heard my name ring out over the din of the crowd, and turned to find Dawson and Nate over near the railing that looked down to the street below. I pulled Micah along with me until we were able to break through the throng of people and reach them.

"Hey hey! Look who finally made it!" Nate shouted loudly, looking and sounding like he was already three sheets to the wind. "Y"all assholes are late, you know that? There"s like…" he paused to pull out his phone and did the mental math slower than he should have, "forty-five minutes until midnight! You almost missed it!"

Micah tried and failed to hold back a snort next to me at the incredibly concerned look on Nate"s drunken face. Dawson shook his head and stared at his best friend like he had said the sky was on fire. "Dude, there is literally a massive screen right above our heads showing the countdown," he pointed dramatically at the giant panel above our heads to emphasize his point. "You really had to pull out your phone and do the math for that? Also how the hell did they almost miss it? We have almost an hour!"

Nate just looked befuddled, giving an exaggerated shrug and taking another swing of his beer. "I mean, that"s barely any time to party and I kinda forgot the screen existed!"

I barked out a laugh at that one, choosing not to say anything in response while Dawson rolled his eyes and threw up his hands in an "I give up" gesture. Micah, however, couldn"t resist.

"You know, I"d take it easy on the booze there, Nate. You only have two working brains cells. One seems to be lost while the other must be out looking for it," he deadpans, causing Dawson to spit out his drink in a rough laugh that threw him into a coughing fit. Nate just blinked like he was catching up to what Micah just said to him, but it was a lost cause. The lights are on in his head, but no one"s home.

I leaned in to Micah"s ear, my hand on his lower back possessively. I felt his shudder when my breath coasted over the skin on his neck. Damn, I"ll never get tired of that. "It"s kind of sexy when you"re mean like that, babe."

I heard Micah"s breath hitch and he swiveled his head to me, a wicked smirk on his sweet face. "Is that so? You know you really shouldn"t have told me that, baby…"

I raised my eyebrows at him in question, curious where he was going with this and if I was being honest, slightly nervous about it too. "Oh? And why ever not, Russo?" I teased, willing to play along for a bit. His smirk kicked up into a mischievous grin as he brought his sinful lips to my jaw, kissing gently before whispering in my ear.

"Because now that I know you find it sexy, I"m about to be really mean and not let you play with the plug in my ass that I put there just…for…you." His last three words were punctuated by small kisses on my neck that sent a wave of lust rushing across my body, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

All I could do was gape at him with my jaw hanging open as Micah threw me a flirty wink before sauntering over to the bar for our drinks. I just stood there stupidly, watching his pert ass sway with the movement and imagining his delicious, tight hole puckering around a teardrop butt plug. It felt as though I could almost see it if I just looked hard enough, see it snug inside him, waiting for me to replace it with my aching cock. Fucking hell, the last thing I need is a raging boner in the middle of all these people.

As if sensing what he was doing to me, Micah shot me a glance over his shoulder and bit his bottom lip, the gesture making my blood run hot. Then in a move that had my jealousy rearing its ugly, green head, he ran his hand down the arm of some guy up at the bar, which made him take notice of my man if his beaming face was any indicator. I ground my teeth together, jaw wired shut as I took in the scene before me, trying to remember that murder was illegal in all fifty states and Texas still had the death penalty. In the next second, Micah looked over at me subtly, his smirk back in place and the look in his eyes was unmistakable. Undeniable.

He was trying to get a rise out of me. He wanted to play. My baby wants to get punished.

Once the pieces of the twisted puzzle connected, I broke out in a devious grin and knew exactly how I would play this. Micah had discovered a dormant sex fiend inside him through all of our sexcapades, and he couldn"t resist a little punishing fuck every once in a while. Now that we had taken that final step together, he was no longer holding back, unleashing a greedy, carnal side that had me falling to my knees to worship him.

When Micah and the unsuspecting victim made a move toward the dance floor, I looked around for my own pawn in this messed up game of ours. My eyes landed on a cute little twink in makeup and a crop top, seeming just buzzed enough to be a willing participant in my little scheme. I walked over to him, gently grabbing his elbow to get his attention.

He looked me over with flagrant appreciation, smiling like he hit the jackpot. "Well hey there, hot stuff. Did you need something?"

I smiled at him and glanced over to where Micah and the guy were dancing together, not too close because there were still limits to how far we"d both go. I trusted that he wouldn"t do anything that would cross a line. I knew I had Micah"s heart as much as he had mine.

"I"m wondering if you"d help me out with something," I asked the twink, his eyes alight with curiosity. "I"m wanting to make my boyfriend a little jealous, and he would definitely be envious if I was dancing with you." I winked at him for good measure, hoping I didn"t offend him by pulling him into this. Evidently, my worries were unfounded because his face lit up like a Christmas tree and he clapped his hands.

"Hah! Oh my God, that"s so dramatic and I love it! I"m always here for the drama," he smirked, looking a little too gleeful at the prospect of being used to stir jealousy in another. "I"m Robyn, by the way. Let"s go, big boy. I promise to give him a good show!"

He yanked me by my hand to the dance floor, and I managed to steer us close to where Micah and the dude were. Robyn then slung one of his arms around my neck, not pressing together but loosely connected as we rocked and swayed to the music. I peeked over his shoulder to my man, watching as his eyes flared and his jaw tightened seeing me dance with someone. I saw his sharp intake of breath when Robyn took my hand and placed it on his waist, and I grinned evilly at my best friend. See baby? Don"t play the game unless you"re determined to win.

Robyn leaned up to my ear to be heard over the thumping music. "Is he watching?"

"Yeah, he"s watching alright," I chuckled, my eyes pinned to Micah"s as he narrowed his gaze and moved his other arm around the guy"s shoulders.

"Hmm…let"s see what he makes of this, shall we?" Robyn purred, turning around in my grasp, his back to my chest as he slid down my body and back up in time to the music. He was careful not to touch me too much considering, and I was grateful for that. Guess I picked the right partner in this Jealousy Two-Step we"re doing…

That little stunt of Robyn"s finally tipped the scales because my Micah instantly ripped from the nameless dude"s embrace and stomped over to us. He grabbed my arm, yanking me away from my dance partner and toward the bathrooms. I looked back to see Robyn blowing me a kiss and giving a little wave, pleased that his performance seemed to work.

Micah was on a mission, dragging me through the crowd and back inside until he threw open the door to the bathroom. One guy was leaving as we pushed in, leaving us alone in the room.

Well, would you look at that timing.

I quickly took control of the situation and shoved Micah into the biggest stall at the end, locking it behind me and shoving him against the wall. "Aw, is my poor baby all jealous and worked up?" I crooned, licking and kissing at his neck so gently it was barely a touch.

"I didn"t want him touching you like that," he pouted, his eyes smoldering with heat and lust. "Maybe I should just go back out to Luke and see if he wants to keep dancing instead."

His taunt had flames of envy licking my skin, and I roughly turned him around and pressed his face against the wall. "You are not letting him touch what"s mine…your body, your lips, your ass, all of it is mine. You hear me?" I rocked my solid erection into his crease, knowing I was knocking into the plug he had hidden there.

He let out a small moan and pushed back on me slightly. "If that"s the case, then prove it. Show me I"m yours."

I couldn"t tamp down the smile his jab brought on. "You"re not really in the position to make demands, are you, baby?" I reared my hand back and laid a firm smack to his ass, right over the plug. Micah let out a yelp that then morphed into a moan of complete bliss. "Mmm, did you like that, M?"

"God, yes…" he whined, pushing his ass out more to give me better access.

I brought my hand down again in the same spot, a little harder, and he jumped with another cock-stirring groan. "You knew what you were doing, making me jealous like that. Did you want to push me over the edge, baby? Want me to lose control and fuck you hard?" My voice was gruff, desire making me shake with need.

"Bash, please…"

"What do you need, love?"

He squirmed against me, my body trapping him to the wall so he couldn"t move. "I need…you. Everything. Just…give me all of you."

I hummed deep in my chest, running my nose up his neck and inhaling the stimulating scent of him. "Oh baby…I"m going to give you every inch of me, deep and hard until you feel like you"ll split apart."

Micah moaned low and long, a tortured blend of lust and longing that had my dick rock-hard and dripping. "I"m going to fill you so full that you"ll never be rid of me…I want your perfect body to wring me dry, draining every bit of my cum until it flows out of you…then I"ll plug you up to keep it inside."

"Oh fuck, Bash…" he gasped sharply, and I couldn"t hold back any longer.

"Then, you"ll have all of me, baby." I reached around his front to rapidly undo his belt and tear his jeans down around his upper thighs, his firm, round ass on display for me. I ran two fingers down his ass until I found the plug tucked inside him, gripping the top and twisting it gently. His groans were loud and desperate, and I quickly slammed my hand over his mouth to stifle the glorious sounds he was making.

"Shh, baby, you know I love it when you"re vocal, but I"m not in the mood to get arrested tonight," I warned on a breathy laugh. I yanked off my shirt and jammed it in his mouth. "Be a good boy, and stay quiet while I fuck you raw."

He let out a muffled whimper as he broke out in a full-body tremble. I tugged on the plug until it slid out, wet and shiny with lube. I released myself from the confines of my pants, but I stilled when I realized I didn"t have anything to slick myself up with. I never wanted to hurt him, no matter how rough he liked things. He must"ve understood my hesitance because he reached back and patted the back pocket of his jeans. I dug around, finding a small packet of lube.

"Look at my innocent Micah, all prepared and ready to get fucked at a moment"s notice. You were aching for this, weren"t you, love?" He nodded emphatically as I spread the lube all over my rigid length. In the next heartbeat, I slammed up into him, fully sheathing myself in his snug, warm hole.

My guttural growl blurred with his high-pitched moan as I fought to keep my head and not come on the spot. I was so worked up from our teasing and game that I was right at the edge and ready to dive.

"Oh shit, M…your needy hole feels so fucking perfect around me. You ready, baby? This is gonna be fast and hard," I warned him, giving him a second to adjust before I began pounding into him with total abandon. I jackhammered my hips into his ass, feeling it clinch and suck me in deeper with every thrust.

The shirt did a decent job stemming the noises coming from Micah, but I could still hear how much he was loving it. He was meeting me thrust for thrust, taking every brutal inch I gave him. Too soon, I felt the electric buzz of my orgasm spreading through my groin and I knew I was about to burst.

At that moment, I heard the door to the bathroom swing open, the noise from outside pouring in. I stilled inside Micah"s body as he also tensed up. The feel of his hole tightening had me stifling a groan, trying not to tip off the newcomer to what we were doing. I heard Micah whimper slightly, and a naughty idea popped up. I reached around and pinched his nipples, using my tongue to lick at his throat lightly. Micah"s body went as taut as a bowstring.

"Careful, M. If you make any sound, I"ll stop and won"t let you come at all," I cruelly taunted, knowing how difficult this would be for him. I heard a frustrated huff of air escape his nose, and I smirked to myself. I started thrusting into him as slowly and soundlessly as I could to drive him insane. It wasn"t enough to make him come, but it would keep him on the razor"s edge of his orgasm. It also took a deliberate effort to keep my own release at bay. I listened to the intruder as I continued to toy with Micah, waiting until he left. I could tell Micah was close, his body shaking almost violently and breathing hard through his nostrils. Finally, the man left the room and Micah whimpered in pained relief.

"Mmm, you"re such a good boy, baby," I crooned softly, kissing his neck once more. "Now I"m gonna fuck you hard and make you come." I rammed into him fast and deep, fucking him intensely. His moan was loud even through the shirt, his hands clawing at the wall in desperation. My orgasm was speeding up, propelling me to move wildly inside him.

"Fuck, I"m so close…get there for me, M. I want your cum first." I wrapped my hand around his leaking cock, jacking him in time to the pumps of my hips. A few seconds later, he was exploding in my hand, his cum spouting out in long jets against the wall in front of him as he wailed into the shirt. He dropped his head back on my shoulder, his body wracked with waves of pleasure.

The tight, rhythmic clenching of his ass around my dick had me shooting off in powerful streams of cum, all of it emptying deep inside him as I fought not to shout out from the force of my release. "Ssshit…fucking hell, baby..."

My eyes were clamped shut as I soaked in all the sensations flooding my system, hyperfocused on the feel of his hole drawing every drop out of me until I was completely drained. Both of us were panting hard, little shakes running through our sensitive bodies as we came back down to earth. Before pulling out, I grabbed the plug I had shoved in the pocket of my jeans and replaced my cock with the small silicone toy. Just as I had promised him, he was now full of my cum and stuffed to keep it inside.

Micah hummed in delight once the plug was securely in place as I pulled his jeans up and set him back to sorts. He sheepishly gave me my shirt back and I threw it on, grinning like an idiot when I remembered why I took it off to begin with. I checked my phone quick, noticing it was nearly midnight and not wanting to miss the countdown.

"Come on, beautiful, let"s get back out there," I smiled at him, stealing a quick kiss before we snuck out of the bathroom.

We made it back out to the rooftop and found Dawson and Nate. We talked and drank for a few more minutes, but soon the countdown from thirty began. We all started shouting along, the noise growing exponentially as the numbers grew smaller and the year rapidly came to a close.

At ten, I caught Micah"s eyes and grabbed his hand. His caramel gaze pierced me to my core, seeing every part of me that I could never keep hidden from him. He saw every bit of me, flaws and all, and he loved me anyway. He loved my weaknesses as much as my strengths, and he loved me in my darkest moments. He was the love of my life, and I never wanted another year to begin without him being mine.

Micah"s grin grew to match mine as we both counted down, slowly coming together as if magnetized.

Five…four…

I cupped his jaw with my hand, running a thumb across his bottom lip.

Three…two….

He gripped the front of my shirt in both hands, pulling me close so only a breath separated us.

One…

I captured his plush lips in a searing kiss, one I felt like a lightning bolt to my chest. I licked the seam of his lips, seeking entrance into his mouth and he opened up to me. His taste burst across my tongue, tearing a groan from my throat. The rest of the world fell away, both of us falling into each other with no cares for anything other than that singular moment.

A year ago, I never would have imagined a reality where I would be kissing Micah like this, thinking about a future with him that I needed more than I needed the air in my lungs. Now, I couldn"t imagine it any other way.

He was it for me. There was no one else. He was the One.

Micah pulled back to catch his breath, his eyes shining. "I love you so much, Bash."

"I love you more, M," I replied before stealing his lips again in another heart-aching kiss.

One New Years Eve down together, sixty more to go.