Page 50 of False Start

I toss my halo to the other side of the room—won’t be needing that tonight. “Thank you for not being upset that I ignored your request for a weekend off.”

“You’re insane if you think that’s what I actually wanted.” He finally gets me naked, and I start working on his pants, which are practically glued to him and even tighter with his cock as hard as it is.

“I’m sorry. I know I messed up.” But he’s not even hearing it, he just kisses the hell out of me and spins me around so I’m flat against the door. The wood is cold on my bare skin, but I’m burning up as he kisses my shoulders and my back, his firm lips making a trail down my spine.

“For the record, I always want to see you. Even if I say I don’t want you to bother... or I’m trying to be brave and strong, I want to see you.” He kisses one side of my hip and then the other as his knees hit the ground behind me. I look over my shoulder, and he looks up at me, his gaze intense. “I want you.”

I tremble, my whole body shaking as his hands grasp my ass, and he pulls the cheeks apart. I should feel a little embarrassed, being on display for him, but I’m not. I trust him. One hundred percent. I lean my forehead against the cool wood of the door. “I want you too. Always.”

I know... I know I need to protect my heart, but he’s making it really damn hard right now. And not just my dick. Although, holy shit, I’m hard. I’m going to start begging soon, but I don’t have to because just as I’m about to turn around and beg him to fuck me, I feel the wet warmth of his tongue making its way down my crack and over my hole, swirling around it and making me gasp.

“Oh, holy shit.” My fingers try to grab at the small door, looking for purchase, but all I can do is stand there as he slicks up my hole with his tongue, licking and probing and making me whine and whimper.

I’m absolutely shameless as I ride his face, one hand reaching behind me to grip his hair and hold him in place. My cock is leaking as I hump against the door. “Close. So c-close.” I tremble and shudder.

He doesn’t let up, his tongue pushing inside me, stretching me out. When I can’t take it anymore, I reach my free hand between my body and get one stroke in, just enough to take the edge off, but then his delicious mouth pulls away, and I nearly fall back.

“Nooooo. Don’t stop.”

He spins me around again, his hand grabbing the back of my neck as he slams his mouth to my lips and pulls me into a bone-melting kiss. I melt into him, and I must have missed when he finished getting naked because his hard cock drags against mine as he devours my mouth.

“Mine,” he says, wrapping a hand around us both. It’s so good. So damn good, I swear my eyes cross at the incredible friction, his big hand sliding over our cocks as they glide together.

He brings me to the brink again, but then the bastard stops. Again. “ Vaaaaughn,” I whine with not even a hint of shame. “Please. I need you.”

“You’ll have me,” he says, walking over to the bed and grabbing the lube.

“Oh, yes,” I say, licking my lips and watching as he slicks up his cock with a generous amount of lube. He tosses the bottle and walks toward me, that confident glide I’m so used to with him.

“Come. Here,” he says before he grabs me, With impressive strength, he lifts me up, his hands bracing my ass as I wrap around him and hold on for dear life. The movement startles me, but I quickly catch on to what he has planned, and I’m all for it. He uses the door to brace some of my weight as he adds one finger and then two, stretching my already relaxed hole to take him, and then deftly replaces them with his cock.

We both groan as I use all the leverage I can muster to take him fully inside me. “Yes.” I cling to him, closing my eyes and feeling like all is right with the world while he’s inside me. While we’re connected like this.

I kiss his neck and his shoulders, pretty much everywhere I can reach as I ride him, and he thrusts up into me over and over again. My body is already strung tight, and it’s not going to take much, but when he shifts just slightly and hits my prostate dead-on, once, twice, and then three times, it’s all over for me.

I cry out against the skin of his neck as spurt after spurt of warm cum splashes between us. It’s not long after that, that he goes over too, my ass squeezing him hard while he empties inside me.

I will never tire of this feeling.

I know tonight was a big step—him coming out to his teammates, and he didn’t even hesitate. I’m starting to desperately want to believe this can be more than a rebound.

That maybe, just maybe, Vaughn is my happily ever after.

But in order to get that, I’m pretty sure I’m going to have to be braver than I’ve ever been before, and I just don’t know if I can allow myself to do it.

24

VAUGHN

So I have a boyfriend now, and I fucking love it. I still can’t believe Austin showed up like that on Halloween, but it was one of the happiest moments of my life. Let’s face it, I hated being mad at him and probably wasn’t going to last that long anyway. But him showing up like that—and in a matching costume, no less—yeah, it showed me he really does love me.

That he wants to be with me, but he’s scared.

And I get it, he spent a lot of his life terrified of people around him finding out his biggest secret, but I’m here to show him I’ll always have his back. If he’ll let me, I’ll always be there to watch out for him, to defend him, and to love him.

He just has to let me.

We’ve been together every weekend since Halloween, and I swear I’ve spent most of that time inside him. What can I say? My boyfriend is hot, and I can’t get enough. No regrets here.

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