Page 81 of Tongue-Tied
When he pulls open the door, his eyebrows draw together. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, Mom called and…” I blow out an exasperated breath.
“Come here.” He tugs on my arm and leads me to his bed, where we lie against the pillows. “Tell me everything.”
So I do, recounting the call and the things I said. “Was I too harsh?”
“I mean, I know you.” He plays with the hem of his shirt. “There was probably also concern in your tone, and it’s doubtful that didn’t register with her. Your mom is an adult, but sometimes she doesn’t act like one. She just doesn’t want to hear the plain truth.”
“Yeah, no kidding. Thanks for always being here for me.”
He shifts toward me and pulls me into an embrace. “Wouldn’t want it any other way.” We tangle our arms and legs, then breathe softly together. “This is nice.”
“It is.”
We continue lying and having a casual conversation until he shifts to his other side, and I absently spoon him. It’s not anything we’ve discussed beforehand. We just seem to fit together.
But soon enough, just feeling him against me makes me hard as a rock.
“Dex?” Austin pushes his ass against me, and I groan.
I cup his cheek, and he tilts his face just far enough so our mouths can meet. We kiss and grind, and it feels like there’s entirely too many clothes between us.
Having the same idea, we sit up in a rush and toss our clothes on the floor.
Completely bare, I pull him down on top of me, reveling in how smooth his skin is and how his weight grounds me. “You feel so good.” I can’t help gripping the globes of his ass to pull him flusher against me.
Austin groans as his dick slots against mine. “I want you so bad.”
I grow still, noting how fucking stiff my cock got just from my hearing that.
“Are we talking about your virginity again?”
“No…I would never…especially if you’re unsure about it.” He grips my chin so I look at him. His eyes are fiery and determined. “I just want this…you…us, right now.”
“I want it too,” I admit. “And even if I did agree to take your virginity, I only have a condom on me. No lube.”
He averts his gaze as his cheeks flush. “I’m already prepped. Before you texted me, I was gonna use the dildo.”
I flinch. “Holy shit.”
“To be fair, I thought I was gonna be alone.”
“Would you rather I leave you alone with your?—”
“Don’t you fucking dare,” he growls, and I chuckle.
“I can’t believe you…” My hands inch toward his crease, and the tip of my finger can feel how much lube he’s used. “Fucking hell, that’s hot.”
“I need…” He trembles as he buries his head in my shoulder. “You can’t touch me there if you’re only gonna tease.”
I forgot again that he’s never had anyone play with his hole. If anything, he might totally get off that away.
“No more teasing.” I take his mouth as my fingers play back there. He squirms and quivers at my every touch, and I’m mesmerized by his reactions.
I turn us on our sides so I can get better access.
He’s lost, rocking toward me as I reach around and finger his rim. “You like that?”