Page 66 of Unlovable Player

“Yeah, but I’ll be back for Christmas.”

Lisa gives Austin a tight hug and kisses his cheek, I’m not expecting her to kiss me too, but she does. Everything about that gesture is comforting. From the smell of her perfume, to the softness of her lips.

After she leaves, Austin puts some pop tarts onto plates and hands me one.

“Hey, why don’t we go to the diner?”

“What?”

“You don’t get to see your mom much, maybe she’d like it if we visited her at work.”

“You’ll be bored. And I thought you wanted to go the boardwalk?”

“Your mom said it’s a shithole.”

“It is. But you said you wanted to see the sights.” He grins. “I haven’t even shown you the toll booths yet, or those streets where you have to go all around the world to… oh or pork roll ham and cheese, or a Wawa hoagie, boardwalk pizza,wudderice… and-”

Wudder? Is he trying to say water?

“Shut up.” I try to stop myself smiling, but it’s impossible. “I want to see where your ma works."

"Fuck you.” He grins at the ‘ma’ thing. “Shewouldlike me to say hi to the women she works with.”

“There you go, it’s settled.”

“Hey.” He pulls me in by the t-shirt when I stand up. His smell before he’s taken a shower drives me crazy. He brushes his lips against mine before moving to my neck.

“Wanna fool around before we leave?”

“Fuck yes.”

Austin turns the shower on while we’re brushing our teeth and we shed our clothes before hopping in.

In this very moment, I’m the only person he’s thinking about, and I want to keep it that way. I get down on my knees and swallow him down into my throat. He lets out a strangled noise and tightens his grip on my hair.

“FuckSeb, stop, you’re gonna make me come.”

He tugs my hair and I stand up. Our lips mashing clumsily as he grinds his hips against mine. He crouches down to kiss my chest, flicking his tongue over my nipples before getting on his knees and sucking the head of my cock into his mouth.

I throw my head back, water running down my neck.

Austin sucks me a little deeper, and when I look down, he’s wrapping his hand around his own cock and I almost lose it.

“Fuck Austin,” I plunge my hand into his hair and close my eyes, letting go.

I tell myself that maybe I should just enjoy having a future NHL star sucking my cock in a shower before he leaves me to marry a woman, but it’s impossible to just throw it off as something as cheap as that.

He pulls off and looks up at me. “How do I make you come?”

Fuck.

“Like last time.”

A second’s confusion flashes across his face before he understands and turns me around. I spread my legs, anticipating his tongue, his fingers. Fuck, I’d love it to be his cock, but I don’t want to get out of this shower to go and get a condom.

He spreads me open and traces a path from my balls to my crack. My legs are so weak, I have to hold onto the shower curtain rail to stay standing upright.

While he uses his tongue, he wraps his hand around and runs his thumb over the head of my cock, spreading pre-cum down my shaft.

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