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I lean into him, pressing a clumsy kiss to his lips as my trembling fingers grip the soft cotton of his shirt. Austin pulls me into his lap and my arms twine around his neck.
“Thank you for telling me your secrets, Austin,” I whisper against his lips. “Would you like to hear one of mine?”
Without waiting for a response, I keep going. I have to, or I won’t be able to say the words.
"I've dreamt about you for two years. When I'm awake, I remember the violence. The fear. But then the sun goes down and all I can think about is you.”
The words tumble past my lips.
“I memorized your eyes. Those sweet, kind eyes tell me everything I need to know about you. I’ve been so afraid— scared you would change in there. Terrified that the man with those eyes would die in that terrible place," I hiccup a little bit as a sob escapes me, emotion uncoiling from deep inside.
Austin crushes me against him, raining kisses down on my face. He kisses my tears away, and when those are gone, his lips find mine. It starts slowly, gently, but by the end of the kiss, I'm grinding against his lap, and the hardness pressing up against me.
Austin stands up, scooping me into his arms and carrying me to the bedroom. My hands fumble at the knob, twisting it futilely until Austin kicks it in, too impatient to wait.
Then I'm on the bed, and he's on me, his hands everywhere, his mouth following. I arch and lift my body, helping him strip me.
"I don't want anything else between us, Austin. No clothes, no secrets, no lies. Nothing but you."
I meet his eyes, and he slides up, searing another kiss into me. It's so deep that I feel my toes curling in my socks. My body aches for his touch, his mouth; all of him.
"Please," I whimper, my hands sliding under his shirt, helping him take it off. The expanse of his inked torso leaves me breathless, the fire in my belly flaring into an inferno.
"My eager little virgin. If I hadn't gone `away, you would have climbed into my bed that first night. Wouldn't you?" Austin rasps, kissing his way down my body.
Even though he's gone down on me every night for a week straight, I can't stop being amazed at how good it feels. How different it is when it's someone else devoted to your pleasure.
"Yes," I whisper despite my blush. "I wanted you so badly. You know. You read the letters."
Austin chuckles, sinking his teeth lightly into the soft flesh of my inner thigh. It’s something that always makes me squirm, and he knows it.
“I was shocked by the many, many explicit and vulgar thoughts you had. Especially for someone who’s never done any of them,” Austin murmurs, his eyes lasered into mine, pinning me in place.
I could as soon turn into a bird and fly away as I could break that heated stare.
“I have a vivid imagination,” I whimper as his tongue flicks out, parting my lips and sending bolts of pleasure racing through me. “More. Please. I need more tonight.”
“That’s exactly what I’m going to give you,” Austin breathes. His hands work his jeans, dropping them to the floor.
I break our eye contact to look, feeling the crimson flush creep over my body as I look at how gorgeous he is.
“I can’t wait any longer,” I plead.
“Does that count as consent?” he teases, circling his hips. I groan, slamming my palm into his chest.
“I consent to whatever you want, Austin. Please. Just — just fuck me before I go crazy,” I hiss.
Austin and I moan as he presses into me, sliding up my body to kiss me. His tongue and cock push into my mouth and pussy simultaneously. Everything lights up in my body. My skin is on fire, the deep ache between my legs throbbing. I’m so close already.
“More, please. Don’t make me wait,” I pant in between kisses.
"I can't go any faster. You're too fucking tight," Austin growls, leaning into me. I can feel his weight pressing me back into the mattress. I should feel trapped. I don’t
It makes me feel safe.
Austin pumps his hips slowly. I stretch, opening to take him. Each stroke leaves me breathless, aching for more, my hands raking lines of fire down his chest.
There’s nothing routine about the way we make love. Austin kisses me everywhere he can reach, his hands caressing me as he fills me up again and again. I moan against him, into him, grinding myself against his body. I’m chasing one orgasm into another.
