Page 33 of The Holiday Boyfriend

TWENTY

AUSTIN

Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I welcomed each punishing thrust Jim gave me. I clung to him, letting him take the lead and cried out in pleasure when he ground his hips at the exact angle to hit that sweet spot.

This may be Jim's first time with a man, but he knew what he was doing. It was like he had a map that guided him to where all the sensitive spots of my body were. Not that I needed much help feeling good with him.

I probably would have enjoyed this even if he did suck at it. This moment was teenage Austin's literal dream come true, and it was so much better than I’d imagined it to be.

My fingers dug into his bare back, my fingernails probably leaving scratches, but Jim didn't stop his rhythm.

“You feel so good. I love this,” he muttered against my sweat-stained skin.

I closed my eyes and allowed myself the delusion of thinking he was proclaiming that it wasmethat he loved and not the act itself. The words were so sweet that I came unexpectedly, even though I had wanted to savor our first, and possibly only, time.

My ass squeezed hard, madly twitching against Jim's cock. He let out a delicious, low moan before falling on top of me, tangling our tongues as he reached his own finish.

He kissed me senseless as he calmed down, and only when his dick had softened did he pull out. I winced at the sudden loss of being filled by his dick. My ass squeezed, already missing the feeling of fullness and intimacy of having him inside of me.

“Wow, that was just…wow.” Jim muttered against my damp skin, pressing soft kisses along my collarbone. I arched my back, trying to get closer to his lips.

“Is this how it feels every time with a man?” Jim asked when he fell to his side and propped himself up on his elbow to look at me.

I cast a glance at him and smirked. “Why? Are you thinking of coming to our side?” I teased. All my problems would disappear if only that was an actual possibility.

There was a twinkle in Jim's eyes as he met mine, giving me a look that was full of mystery, though he didn't say anything. He leaned closer to me and dragged a finger down my naked body and through the white fluid that covered my abs from my orgasm.

He scooped up the sticky essence with his finger, brought it to his mouth, and swallowed it. When he was done, he licked his lips and leaned in for a kiss that tasted of cum.

“Now that's so much better than tasting myself on your lips,” he said, biting my bottom lip before pulling back. He pulled himself from my bed. His back faced me, revealing all the hard muscles that he'd gained through years of physical labor. My gaze trailed down the delicious sight and landed on his tight butt cheeks. Even his ass was as toned as a marble sculpture.

He turned his head back and smirked when he caught me staring. I flicked my gaze to his, pretending like nothing had happened, and fortunately, he didn't press me on it either.

“Join me for a shower?” he asked with a suggestive eyebrow waggle. I scrambled off the bed so fast my legs tangled with the blankets, causing me to almost fall flat on my face. Jim caught me before I could make a huge fool of myself. I leaned against his bare chest while he supported me with firm hands around my waist.

“You okay?” His voice was full of concern, but I could see him trying to suppress his laughter.

“I'm fine. Thanks for the save.”

Jim continued to watch me with amusement. He bit his bottom lip in what I assumed was his attempt to keep him from busting out in laughter.

I narrowed my eyes on him, then muttered, “You can laugh.”

Before I could even finish the sentence, he'd raised his head to the ceiling and let out a loud guffaw that echoed inside the entire room.

I grumbled under my breath as I waited for him to get it all out of his system, but when he was still laughing a minute later, I pinched his left nipple. “Isn't that enough?”

He winced but the pain didn't distract him from his amusement. With his eyes still glittering with delight, he plopped a loud kiss on my lips before pulling back and dragging me into the bathroom.

“Let's get you cleaned up,” he said while starting the shower. He then turned to me with a waggle of his eyebrow. “So that I can get you dirty again.”

I wasn't going to say no to that and followed him under the hot spray. We made quick work of washing up. Our hands were all over each other with kisses sprinkled through the entire affair. It didn't take long for my eager dick to harden again and the empty feeling of need to take over my senses.

Jim's erection poked against my groin, just as needy as mine was, and I wasn't going to deny what we both wanted.

I lifted a leg in invitation, not even caring that there was no condom at hand. I trusted Jim with my life, and I knew he would never put me at risk. Plus, I wanted it. Bare. With him. Because I wanted everything with this man.

He shot me a questioning look, but I only nodded and ground my already twitching hole against his hard length. That was all it took to force him into action.

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