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“I oughta bend you over the kitchen counter right this minute, but I think it’ll be more fun having your horny, bratty ass sit through dinner with our folks instead.”
A disappointed whimper escaped Matty’s mouth, his sugary breath ghosting across Austin’s stubbled chin.
“Babe, c’mon, we can go a quick round, pleeease…” Matty grinded against him. “I’ve been busting my ass off upstairs for hours and now it’s time I get a reward, dontcha think?”
Austin didn’t have to turn his head to look at Matty to know that his boyfriend was full-on pouting now.
“No can do, darling. We don’t wanna be late. We’re already making a habit of it.” Austin wiped his wet hands in the kitchen towel before pushing away from the counter.
“Aww, c’mon man, just blow me real quick,” Matty whined while shifting on his bare feet in front of Austin.
“Nope, sweetheart.” Austin pronounced thepwith a pop before tapping the tip of his index finger on Matty’s pointed, scrunched up nose.
With a sighMatty relented and mumbled something intelligible.
“What was that?” Austin grinned at him.
“I said…” Matty tried his meanest face on Austin, “will you at leastkiss me hard before we go?” His sulky, sultry voice imitating Lana Del Rey’s sensual song lyrics nearly had Austin change his mind about not fucking him right then and there.
“Jesus, you just can’t help yourself, can ya?” Austin shook his head before grabbing the collar of Matty’s baby-blue t-shirt. He then slammed his mouth against Matty’s, kissing him intensely, his tongue invading his lusciously bratty mouth.
Matty writhed against him, his hips grinding needily against Austin’s thick thigh. Releasing himself from his man’s clingy embrace, Austin held Matty stretched out in front of him.
“Easy now, tiger, it’s not gonna happen. At least not right now.”
“Okay, but you gotta promise to do that thing later then… With your tongue. Or I’m gonna be a mess all evening.” Matty looked down at his bare feet, a sullen curl on his lips.
“Okay, sweetheart.” Austin kissed his forehead, smiling into Matty’s soft hairline. “Now, go get changed.”It’ll be my fucking pleasure,Austin thought to himself, before he followed his boyfriend’s alluring ass up the stairs.
CHAPTER FORTY
Ethan – Now
“SO, HOW OLDis she here?” Ethan pointed at the top of the photo album, a cute, freckled face smiling back at him.
“I think it must have been the summer before she died, so five maybe. The photo was taken in the Hamptons. On the beach. Mattie loved the beach.” Avery lay with his head resting on Ethan’s left thigh while Ethan brushed his fingers through his silky hair.
“She’s beautiful. She has your eyes and your smile. Jesus, you look exactly the same, Avery.” It was eerie looking at the pictures of this dead sister, Avery’s blue eyes staring back at him, only they weren’t Avery’s. A feeling of dread settled briefly in Ethan’s chest at the thought of Avery being gone instead, his blue eyes staring back at him from a place frozen in time.
“She was. She was the most beautiful girl, Eth. And so sweet. Always humming away, chattering about this and that.” Avery chuckled before continuing. “We found so many shells that summer. Mattie couldn’t get enough of them. Whites, cream-colored, pinks and oranges. ‘Look, Avy. That’s a special one.’ Our buckets were overspilling with seashells after a day at the beach and in the morning, we would start all over again.” Avery shook his head, a single stray tear spilling from his left eye. “I’ll never forget the look on Mattie’s face at the end of that summer when we went back to the city. My mother asked her to put all the shells back on the beach. She wasn’t even allowed to keep one.”
“Fuck. Why not?” Ethan turned the page and a young Avery stood next to a snowman, holding a carrot proudly to the camera.
“I’m not sure. Never made any sense. I hid a few, though, and gave them to Mattie to hide in her room when we got back.” Avery looked wistfully at the photo album. “I still have them, you know. The shells.”
Ethan closed the album softly and placed it on the gray comforter. Carefully lifting Avery’s head from his thigh, he rose and got off the bed. Holding out his hand towards Avery, he smiled faintly.
“C’mere.”
Avery took his hand and let Ethan pull him from the bed. As they stood in front of each other, he trailed his index finger along Avery’s smooth cheek and further down his chin and neck. A hiss escaped Avery’s lips as Ethan wrapped his strong hand around his delicate neck.
“Fuck your parents,” Ethan bit out, his gaze penetrating Avery’s sorrowful eyes. “Fuck’em.”
Avery swallowed under the firm hold of his hand and he squeezed a little tighter, causing Avery’s eyelids to flutter momentarily.
“Say it,” Ethan purred, coaxing the words from Avery’s lips. “Say it, Avery.”
Staring back with just as much intensity, a world of hurt and regret in his beautiful eyes, Avery wet his bottom lip.
