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But Austin was interested in something else tonight. Still smiling, I got up on the couch and bent over the back of it, reaching behind and rubbing my hands over my asscheeks. Austin growled and moved my hands away, that urgent need in his voice now reflected in the way he massaged and squeezed my ass. His fingers went up and down my crack and sent a barrage of electric shocks coursing through every cell in my body.
I moaned, pushing back on him. With the few guys I had been with, I always gravitated toward being a bottom, although I did enjoy topping sometimes. But mostly I was a strict bottom, and I liked it. There was a certain unexplainable ecstasy that came with the surrender and trust required to be a good bottom.
But it was only with Austin that I realized just how fucking much I loved being a bottom, and that was because of how good Austin was at topping. He took his time, and he appreciated every single part of me, with every single part of him. When I was in his hands, I knew that I could close my eyes and trust that whatever came next on this ride would be absolutely mind-blowing.
“God, I love your ass so fucking much, Char.” As if he needed to prove it, he came in and kissed a cheek before turning the kiss into a bite. He did the same to the other side, no doubt leaving marks on me that no one would ever see. The love bites had me quivering, my cock throbbing and leaking onto his couch.
Another lightning strike filled the room at the same moment Austin spit onto my hole, sending an entirely new wave of sensations rocking through me.
It was game over when he leaned down and circled me with his tongue. His kisses and licks grew more intense, and his scruff rubbed against my hole as he greedily ate me out, flooding my vision with stars.
Stars, lightning strikes, second chances, candlelight, soul mates.
It was all so perfect, so perfect, so fucking perfect. All I wanted to say were three simple words, three words, oh fuck his tongue was making me lose my mind, how was he moving it like that? Everything in my head scrambled together, thoughts weaving into knots as my eyes rolled back in my skull, pleasure consuming me.
The words came tumbling out of me before I could stop them. “I fucking love yo—this. Keep going, Austin, keep going.”
Thankfully, my face was aimed away from Austin, because he would have seen it get as red as I was sure the marks on my ass were.
Nice save, I gue—ooooh fuck, that feels so fucking good.
Austin’s tongue made me forget all about my own tongue slip. I closed my eyes and rode Austin’s face, trusting that this ride was taking us all the way to the fucking top of the stratosphere.
21
Austin Romero
Charlie had the best ass on this planet, hands down. Two perfect globes of muscle with the tightest, sexiest fucking hole, serving as the perfect bull’s-eye for my tongue. I lapped him up, making sure he could feel how much I loved this. The hungry sounds vibrated through me and seemed to encourage Charlie as he pushed his ass onto my face. I didn’t care how messy I made him or how much spit dripped off his taint and balls and onto my couch.
“Jesus, Austin, holy fuck, oh my—oh fuuuuck.”
I replaced my tongue with a finger, rubbing him up and down. He twitched under my touch, his hole puckering as I pressed down.
“How’s that feel?” I asked as I pushed in, my voice a low growl.
“Like heaven.” Charlie dropped his head and dipped his lower back, opening himself up even more to me. “Keep going.”
And I did. I passed the first ring of tight muscle, earning a breathy gasp from Charlie as my finger became enveloped by his silky heat.
This position, with Charlie on his knees and ass to me, made it easy for me to find his swollen prostate. All I had to do was curl my finger downward, where I knew ‘X’ marked the spot. Charlie picked his head back up with a strangled “ohhh” as I continued to rub and press, his body telling me I had found the spot I was looking for. His toes curled, and his moans grew louder as I pulled in and out, making sure to keep the pressure on that spongey spot of pleasure inside of him.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Char.”
I worked another finger into him, his hole stretching around me, his moans turning into guttural grunts. My cock was rock hard and poking out from the front of my underwear. I stroked myself, but I quickly found myself wishing that the heat from my palm was replaced with the heat from Charlie’s ass.
