Page 84 of Full Body Hit: Part 2
Auston snorted, and they waded deeper in, Chase splashing as much as possible, grinning as Auston got hit with droplets.
“Sorry,” Chase said innocently.
Auston raised his eyebrows, forcing himself not to flinch as Chase slapped the water and splashed Auston in the face.
Auston counted in his head.One, two, three—he lunged at Chase, getting a shoulder under him and lifting him up in a fireman carry. Chase screamed so loudly, people a little way off turned to stare, but Auston just barrelled through the water with his prize.
Chase banged his fists on Auston’s ass and back, protesting loudly, the noise cut short suddenly as Auston flipped him over and threw him into the water.
Chase surfaced with a gasp, spluttering incoherently. Auston couldn’t help but crack up, easily avoiding Chase’s swiping hands.
“You dick,” Chase said, wiping water out of his face.
Auston shrugged. “You get what you ask for,” he replied simply and then dipped under the water.
Everything went quiet, that full, cotton-like absence of sound filling his ears. He lifted up and Chase was right there, clinging onto him, arms around his neck.
Auston picked him up bridal-style as Chase kicked his legs playfully.
“So strong,” Chase cooed.
Auston grinned, kissing him softly, and Chase opened his lips easily, salt and water and the warmth of his mouth.
Auston could feel his heart beating, blood rushing—not quickly, but strongly, Chase a magnet that was pulling at all that iron.
God, he loved Chase. There was no other way of saying it.
Chase’s eyelashes were clumped with water, nose already covered in freckles from the previous day in the sun. He was so beautiful it made Auston ache.
There was something infinitely delicious about having Chase all to himself. There was no one to share him with—no teammates, no friends. For these few days, Chase was all his, and Auston could feel his instincts go a little feral with it. He grabbed onto Chase a little harder, scenting him even though Chase wouldn’t be able to tell. No amount of touching seemed to overwhelm Chase.
It was a heady thing.
Auston had always been an intense person. It was a benefit to his career, but it hadn’t translated so well to his personal life. It was difficult to turn that shit off—he always wanted more, always wanted to go deeper.
There, with Chase in his arms, grinning up at him as if he were looking up at the moon, Auston wanted to devour him. Wanted to sink his teeth in and never let go, lap up his blood and make him his.
They floated there for a while, Chase cradled close. Even when they made their way to the lounge chairs, they moved them together so they could cuddle in the shade.
And yet the more Auston was given, the more he craved.
He ran his hands over Chase’s skin even though they were in public, trying hard to keep it PG, but it was fucking hard. Auston’s gums itched, skin on fire for more.
“Daddy,” Chase whispered, kissing his neck.
Auston shuddered, skin sensitive “You wanna go nap in the room?”
Chase laughed. “Yeah. Let’s gonap.”
The walk to their room was the longest in Auston’s life. The hotel was cool, but it barely made an impact on him, skin still overheated. He kept Chase pressed to him, almost growlingwhen another couple got on the elevator with them, but he managed to breathe through it.
Jesus Christ, he had to chill the fuck out.
The couple threw him glances, no doubt at the way Auston’s scent was billowing out. Chase was completely oblivious, leaning against Auston and typing on his phone.
Auston’s hands were cramped from fisting them so tightly by the time they made it to their suit. He couldn’t wait a second longer, grabbing Chase the instant the door closed and pinning him to the wall.
Chase squeaked in surprise but melted quickly, letting his body be manhandled and kissed and undressed. They were shedding sand everywhere, but Auston didn’t even care, couldn’t even slow down to prep Chase properly—he used Chase’s slick to lube up and then fucked Chase’s thighs right there against the wall, jerking Chase off and breathing into the nape of his neck, mouth closed so he didn’t bite.
