Page 24 of The Holiday Boyfriend

His strokes grew more confident as the seconds passed and his movements sped up. At this point, I was leaking so much that the entire scene looked like a mess. It was so fucking sexy.

“I'm close,” I said with a grunt. Either Austin had to be a huge tease or a sadist because he pulled back his hand as soon as I'd said those words. A whimper crossed my lips that quickly turned into a deep moan when Austin scooted off my lap, bent over, and took me in his mouth.

“Fuck, what are you—”

I didn't get to finish my words as his tongue and lips worked my dick like it was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted. Austin hummed around me and the vibrations had me bucking my hips. I'd tried so hard to be still and give him full rein, but this was above my limits of control.

My hips bounced off the couch and slammed deeper into his open mouth. He gagged but didn't pull back. The sound stirred something feral inside me, like I was conquering the person under me, dominating what was mine.

Or was Austin the one claiming what was his? I didn't know, but what I did know was that this was the best bj I'd ever received. While I wanted it to last longer, to savor it, there was no way I was going to last when I'd already been sprinting toward my climax before he’d even put his mouth on me.

I threaded my hands through Austin's silky hair and gently tugged to get him off of me. “I'm gonna come.” My voice was husky, and it took every last ounce of my control to warm him.

Austin didn't budge but took me deeper instead. “Fuck, Austin—” I tried pulling his hair harder, but he resisted and took me all the way down to the base. His eyes peeked up past his lashes to lock with mine. The desire I found in them was so intense that it shattered the last of my restraint. His throat muscles constricted around me as I came.

Spurt after spurt shot into his willing mouth as I shouted out my orgasm. My grip tightened on Austin's hair so much that his scalp must have stung, but he didn't seem affected. He continued to swallow until every last drop of my pleasure was sucked dry.

It was only after my cock softened that Austin pulled off. He gave me one last lick before sitting up and looked at me in a daze. His pupils were blown, and I couldn't see a speckle of the blue in his eyes. He looked like he'd been thoroughly fucked.

The white liquid dribbling from the corner of his mouth broke the last of my rationality as I pulled him in for a deep kiss. It was messy and uncoordinated, as were our hands roaming up and down each other's body.

Another groan escaped me at the taste of my bitter essence on his lips. I wanted more of it and pulled him closer to do just that. At the same time, I couldn't help butwish that it was his cum I was tasting instead of mine.

FIFTEEN

AUSTIN

It was like a dam had broken after the second night of mutual orgasms. Jim and I were on each other every chance we could get, and most nights, the evening ended with me cuddling against his sweaty chest as we fell asleep in his bed.

I was more reserved at first, wanting to return to my room after the deed, but Jim had insisted until he got me to stay the first night. One night turned into two until I was barely even sleeping in my bed anymore, not that I minded one bit.

We never did anything more than handjobs and blowjobs—and by blowjobs, I meant me giving him bjs. I didn't really mind, considering I liked giving them, and that Jim was straight to begin with. Jerking a man off was one thing, but sucking dick was probably toeing the line a bit too much for him. I was happy that he hadn't ended this thing between us yet, whateveritwas that we were doing.

Tonight was no different from every single night over the past two weeks. Jim had pulled me inside the apartment as soon as I got home. He'd pushed me against the wall as he kissed me senseless and had me coming in his hand. I'd dropped to my knees and worked him with my mouth until I was swallowing his cum.

We'd cleaned up, had dinner, and lazed on the couch for a bit before retiring to his bedroom for our second orgasms of the night. Now, we were laying on our sides, Jim the big spoon, while I played on my phone. Never in my dreams would I have imagined that I'd be cuddling in bed with my best friend, but it didn't faze me as much when I'd had the man's cock in my mouth hours before.

My phone dinged with a text message from Jared asking me out for drinks soon. Ever since the night I bumped into him at the bar, he’d started messaging me again. The texts were casual, and I saw no harm in replying. He wasn't a bad dude, and we’d ended things on good terms, but it wasn't like I wanted to make friends with him.

I opened the text thread and was about to turn his offer down when the phone was snatched out of my hand. I turned to find a grumpy looking Jim. “Hey, that's mine,” I teased without any heat behind my words.

Jim dropped the phone on his bedside table and turned back to me. “Can we talk?”

My stomach dropped. Everyone knew that those were the worst words to hear in a relationship, even if Jim and I weren't really in a relationship. I thought I'd have a bit longer than two weeks, but good things never lasted long.

“Yeah, sure,” I said, sitting up and wrapping the blanket around my shoulders. I wasn't going to be naked and vulnerable while he unknowingly broke my heart. Jim let me have it while he sat up crossed legged with his dick hanging out. It took everything in me to not stare at it longingly. This was probably the last time I'd get to see it, after all.

Jim cleared his throat, looking nervous as hell. Heck, I was nervous too. My hands were clammy and fidgeted with the hem of the blanket.

“So, are you going to see other people while this is going on? People like…Jared?” Jim asked. He gritted out Jared's name like it was poison on his tongue.

My shoulders relaxed, and I let the sweet air back into my lungs. This wasn't him asking for an out like I thought. The question was unexpected, but a whole lot better than the alternative.

“What? Are you asking if we're going to be exclusive fuck buddies?” I teased.

He scoffed. “Way to make it sound so dirty. We're friends, and now we've added some benefits,” he said, leaning in to press a soft kiss to my cheek. My heartbeat increased at the gentle action. I could swoon right now.

“So are you going to answer my question?” He pried my hand from the hem of the blanket and started playing with my fingers.

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