Page 27 of Midnight Rain

Pulling Cormac’s cock free, Austin said, “You don’t have to warn me. I want to taste every drop.”

He swallowed the cock again, and knowing how close the guy was, Austin created a suction, hollowing out his cheeks as he bobbed his head faster and used the flat of his tongue to swipe up and down the hard length.

Cormac’s thrusts faltered, and then he threw his head back and shouted Austin’s name, his hot seed spilling down Austin’s throat. As hard as he tried, Austin wasn’t able to take it all, and some spilled from his mouth.

With a shudder, Cormac pulled back, taking his cock with him. Austin knelt there, licking the side of his mouth, still savoring the taste of Cormac when Cormac yanked him up and off his feet, kissing Austin until the lack of oxygen made him dizzy.

Cormac swept his tongue over Austin’s lower jaw, lapping at the rest of his seed as he groaned, his arms hugging Austin tightly to him. Curling his legs back around the guy’s waist, Austin collapsed against Cormac’s chest.

“I’ll never look at rain the same again,” Austin murmured as Cormac chuckled.

“Neither will I.”

Chapter Eight

Austin cracked his eyes open, squinting at the bright light filtering through the curtains. He lay there, wondering if last night had been nothing more than a vivid dream.

Had he really had sex with Cormac in the forest?

With a smile, Austin stretched his aching body then threw the covers back, dragging himself to the bathroom. After he emptied his bladder, Austin flushed and went to the sink, thankful for the ensuite bathroom.

Where in the heck was Lila? Had she wandered downstairs last night? Austin needed to find her and prayed she hadn’t chewed anything up or found the cat Cormac said he had.

Or peed on anyone’s foot.

After cutting the taps on, Austin looked in the mirror and saw faded traces of whisker burns from Cormac’s facial hair all around his mouth and on his neck.

So last night happened. It hadn’t been an erotic dream. Austin twisted sideways, trying to look at his back. He saw a few scratch marks where the bark of the tree had scraped him.

“How am I going to the salon with my face looking like this?” He turned his head a few times, as if that would somehow make the redness go away.

Hurrying from the bathroom, Austin rummaged through his bag, yanking his travel kit free. He unzipped it and dumped the contents onto the bed, relieved when he spotted his concealer.

Austin had used it many times when he’d partied too hard and had to cover up the dark circles under his eyes so he could go to work without looking like hell.

Returning to the bathroom, he took a long, hot shower and thought of last night. It had been the most exciting time he’d ever had. Never would Austin have thought mutual blowjobs could be accomplished while leaning against a tree.

What was Cormac doing to him? It was as if the guy was bringing out Austin’s wild side, but Austin didn’t care. He’d had an amazing night and wasn’t going to regret what he’d done.

Unless Cormac was one of those guys who was only interested until he got what he wanted.

“Don’t go there.” Austin shut the shower off. “Stop trying to sabotage shit like you always do.”

He dried, dressed, and fussed with his hair until he had it perfect. It was part of his resume, after all.

Sitting to put his shoes on, Austin heard his phone buzz. He swiped it off the nightstand and opened it to see who’d texted him.

Fear seized him, and the phone slipped from Austin’s hand. How had Jaycee gotten his number? When Austin changed it, he hadn’t given it to anyone but…

He snatched his phone off the floor and called his mom, biting the nail on his thumb as he paced.

“Hello?”

“Mom!” Austin was too panicked to calm his tone. It had come out as a shrill. “Did you give my number to anyone?”

“That’s no way to call your mom,” she said. “You could at least start with pleasantries before you grill me.”

Austin closed his eyes and blew out a breath. Even if he told her this was extremely important, she wouldn’t tell him shit until he did as she wanted.

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