Page 102 of Prickly Pair
Austin’s brows knit together, but before we could talk about Nick some more, I decided to kiss him. All the stiffness in his body melted away, his hands settling on my waist. I felt the tug of my belt and broke our kiss, nodding eagerly when he paused.
“Take them off,” I whispered.
“I want to get a taste of you. Can I?” he asked.
“Yes.”
I combed my fingers through his hair and gripped hard enough his breath hitched. His lashes fluttered again as he unbuckled my belt. The leather slid through my belt loops until he pulled it off and put it on the table.
“You could degrade me,” he whispered. “Call me your slut. If you wanted.”
If I wanted.
I shivered as his fingertips brushed my lower stomach. He unbuttoned my pants and rolled down the zipper, tugging them.
“Whatever you want to call me.”
They fell to my ankles, and I exhaled as my hard and needy cock filled my briefs.
“Would you like that?” I asked.
“Yes.”
Austin smoothed his palm over my bulge, his throat working. I grunted as he slipped a finger in the waistband and pulled until they joined my pants on the floor.
“I like the idea of you having some sort of name for me.”
I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it overhead, tossing it to the side. Then, I grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his head back. He sucked in a sharp breath.
“How about my little cock whore?”
“Fuck,” Austin mumbled. But he nodded.
“Good, get on your fucking knees.”
My heart skipped a beat as the chair scooted back and he dropped to his knees on the kitchen tiles in front of me. I closed my eyes, savoring his touch. His hands were rough, calloused, gentle, eager. I felt the heat of his breath on the head of my cock as he wound his fingers around the base of my shaft, bringing me to his lips.
“That’s right,” I whispered. “You’re going to take every inch, aren’t you? Have you ever sucked a dick before?”
“No.”
My body buzzed with energy. I tightened my grip on his hair. “If we need to slow down or stop, you tap the back of my leg like you told Evie to. Okay?”
“Yes,” he said. “Okay.”
“Good. Open up.”
He immediately opened his mouth for me. I bit back the urge to praise him, and it was hard not to. But, he said he liked degradation.
It was a very different energy than being with Evie alone or with Nick alone, and I loved it just as much.
“Wider,” I growled. “If you want to be a cock whore, then at least try to be good at it.”
He opened his mouth wider for me. I slid my cock against his tongue and watched as he fit me in his eager mouth, taking me deeper until his pretty eyes watered.
“That’s right,” I whispered. “Take it, Austin. You’re lucky I’m even fucking your mouth right now.”
He nodded ever so slightly, moaning around me. I held my cock deep inside his mouth for a few moments then dragged my hips back. He gasped for air, his chest rising and falling as he licked his lips.
