30 Ford

Ford

The whisper of a knock sounded on the bedroom door right before the handle turned, giving no warning whatsoever had I been indisposed.

Austin stuck his head in, and the shy smile on his face nearly did me in.

I hadn’t corrected Reed when he assumed Austin and I had picked out separate bedrooms. I wasn’t sure where Austin and I sat, and there was no sense in making it weird if things didn’t work out like I hoped. Plus, it wasn’t my place to say anything, not until I knew Austin wanted people to know.

Truth be told, I wasn’t sure if Austin was going to sleep with me tonight. With his boss and some of his fellow team here… well, I didn’t know how much he was going to shut down on me. True, we’d slipped off and taken a shower together, but I wasn’t sure if anyone had noticed. I was doing my best to step back and let him take the lead. This felt like his territory and the last thing I wanted to do was scare him off.

However, as I stared at him, I realized I didn’t have anything to be worried about.

He stood there like he was waiting for me to call him in. My body vibrated with the need to have him closer, and I wondered if it was the same for him.

“Come here,” I whispered, not wanting to be rude if people were trying to sleep.

There was no hesitation as he stepped over the threshold and closed himself inside. Then he rushed into my arms like he couldn’t wait a second longer to touch me.

It was just us, in this room. The outside world didn’t exist as we came together.

Our lips met and the stress of the day melted away.

“Should we… um,” I said between kisses, having a hard time remembering what my point was. “Is this…”

He silenced me by slipping his tongue between my parted lips. My words drifted into a moan as I held him closer. My legs hit the edge of the mattress and I went down, grunting when he landed on top of me.

He broke away from my lips, amusement lighting up in his eyes as he let out a laugh. I was smiling as I gazed up at him.

“I was hoping to be a little smoother than that,” he said with a crooked smile.

He was so open. So beautifully open. I wished I could hold on to this moment forever.

I reached up and cupped his cheek with my hand.

“You’re perfect,” I said, then let out a chuckle when we both cringed. “What I mean is you’re perfect for me. But somehow, I don’t think that’s any better.”

“Hmm,” he hummed as he pretended to ponder my words. “I think I like being perfect for you.”

Before I could reply, his lips were on mine again.

From there it was a bunch of wiggling and wrestling each other’s clothes off, while we tried to keep at least one part of our bodies connected.

I loved every single minute of it.

Finally naked, we settled on the bed facing each other.

“I want to feel you,” he said, movements slowing down as he pressed his naked body against mine.

His hand ran up my side and back down. His fingers danced along my spine, dipping into my crease before following the curve of my ass cheek. His featherlight touches sent a shiver down my body and made my skin prickle with goosebumps.

I ran my fingers through his hair, studying his expression as he mapped out every inch of my body. I didn’t think I’d ever seen him this happy. Even though our cocks were both hard, he seemed perfectly content on dragging this out and getting his fill of me.

Not that I minded even a little bit.

“I think you’re what I’ve been waiting for, though I didn’t really know I was waiting,” he said as I traced his bottom lip with the pad of my thumb.

The kisses that followed were soft, and there wasn’t a single thing that was rushed about them. I closed my eyes and gave myself to Austin.

His fingers were on my skin. His breaths were mixed with mine. His eyes held so many emotions as he looked at me.

I rolled to my back without hesitation as he shifted to straddle me. His ass was warm on my thighs, his balls heavy against my own. His cock was hot and silky as it teasingly brushed against mine.

My hands explored every inch of his body just like his hands were doing to me. Rough fingers, soft skin, hard muscles. Austin was addictive. His mouth. His sounds. The way he fit perfectly against me.

With hesitation, he pulled away from my lips. His arms flexed, biceps bulging as he pushed to hold himself up. My hands were on his ass, fingers spread wide on his tight globes as the tips pressed in. His hips rolled slowly, and I groaned as his hard cock slid along mine.

“I could fuck you like this,” he said, his voice balanced on the edge of teasing and dirty. “You want me to get you off this way?”

I moaned as he rolled his hips again, causing pre-cum to leak from the slit of my cock.

I wanted anything as long as it was him. Hell, I’d probably get off on his dirty talk alone.

I would have said so, but I was currently rendered speechless by the look in his eyes. There was something more than lust there. Something deeper, and I could say without a shadow of a doubt, that I’d never seen that in another person before. Especially not looking at me. It was that look of need and surrender that about did me in. It made me want to tell Austin he was mine, and he’d always be.

Suddenly, I felt as if I had a lot to say, and it probably wasn’t anything he was expecting.

“You surprise me,” I said as I released my grip on his ass and grabbed his face. I pulled him down until he was forced to drop to his elbows. His breaths came out hard, and I breathed it in.

“Yeah?” he asked, a hint of curiosity and disbelief in his tone.

“Yeah,” I told him. “You are a walking contradiction. You are insanely confusing and wonderfully unpredictable. You are so much more than I imagined.”

“How so?” he asked. The smirk on his face didn’t fool me. He wanted to know but was unsure how he should play this. He wanted to believe me, wanted to trust me, but there was a part of him that still felt the urge to clam up at vulnerable moments like this.

“You’re innocent in the way that this is all new to you.” His cheeks heated and he attempted to drop his gaze. I gripped his face tighter, making sure he was seeing the sincerity in my eyes. “But you aren’t afraid. You aren’t sitting there questioning it. You’re all in and you don’t hold back.”

“Should I? Are you saying I’m being too bold?”

I chuckled and leaned up to kiss his lips.

“No. I’m not sure if it’s something I’ll ever get used to, but I don’t mean that as a bad thing. I love it.” I smiled. “It’s a breathtaking surprise every time, and I can’t imagine you any other way.” I paused, nervously dragging my tongue over my bottom lip. “You said I’m what you’ve been waiting for. I think you’re what I’ve been searching for, but I didn’t know I was searching.”

“Why is it when you talk like that all I can think about is marking you?” he said, a devilish glint in his eyes that barely covered up the soft expression on his face. “I want you to know you’re mine. I—”

“I love that about you too,” I said, pulling him down for a hard kiss as I released his face.

His body arched over mine, giving me the room to slip my hand between our bodies. We were both hard and leaking pre-cum everywhere. There was a small pool on my abdomen that had only grown as he lazily rutted against me.

“Just say you love me and get it over with,” he teased before kissing me again. As I wrapped my hand around us, a moan slipped out and he rolled his body, fucking into my grip.

He was drunk on this moment, on the endorphins running through his body. He hadn’t really meant to say that, right? He wasn’t asking me to…

Fuck, what was I supposed to do here?

There was no way to hide the way I stiffened beneath him.

It was on the tip of my tongue, but it wouldn’t take the leap out of my mouth. It didn’t feel right. The timing. My insecurities. How new this was to Austin. That, and a million more things stood in the way of me telling him I loved him.

In true Austin fashion, he flashed me a devious smirk and said, “Best fuck you’ve ever had, right?”

Then he winked, but even though it was meant to be silly, there was something incredibly charming about it.

And like that, he completely erased what he’d said and the awkwardness surrounding it.

He bit his lip as he sat up. Heavy-lidded eyes stared down at me as he rolled his hips faster.

“Fuck,” I said as I watched him work himself in my hand. His cock was so hard and slick and smooth as it rubbed against mine.

Jerking us faster, I forced my heavy lids to stay open, wanting to remember this moment forever. I wanted to burn it into my memory. I was desperate to keep it even if I didn’t get to keep him.

He was so beautiful. So open and devious at the same time.

His hands pressed against my chest as his back arched. I might not have known every way to make his body come alive, but I knew enough by now to see that he was close, and he was holding off just to torture me. The thought that he wanted to drag this out drove me wild.

“Ford,” he warned, but I didn’t need it.

“Come for me, honey.”

“Come with me,” he begged as he wrapped his hand around mine.

I grunted his name as I came, my arm giving up and I was thankful that Austin’s grip was firm as he took over.

“So fuckin’ messy,” he said as he stared down at the cum that decorated my chest. His eyes were hungry as he licked his bottom lip, making me think he wished he had my taste on his tongue.

The thoughts that filled up my head were so dirty.

Fuck, what was he doing to me?

With one more snap of his hips, he came. His hot spunk splattered on my stomach and up my chest. I felt some hit my nipple. When he was spent, he released his grip, then dragged his fingers from the tip of where my cock lay on my abdomen all the way up to my neck, collecting our cum as he went. He lifted his hand, eyes watching me with lust and desire even though neither of our cocks even had a twitch of life left in them.

“Open,” he ordered.

This was another side I loved. When he bossed me around without hesitation.

He pressed his fingers into my mouth before I even had a chance to obey. And that might have made my dick give a little kick of interest.

I swirled my tongue around his fingers, sucking and licking them clean until he sharply pulled them away and took my mouth with his. His tongue slid over mine almost in a lazy swipe. He did it again and again, and I loved that we were sharing the taste of us mixed together.

He placed one closed-mouth kiss on my lips before shifting until he was plastered against my side.

A contented sigh escaped him as his head rested on my shoulder and his hand found a home over my pounding heart.

I wrapped my arm around his back and I held him like I never wanted to let him go.

Because I didn’t.

And it was a hell of a time to realize that.