Page 134 of Prickly Pair
“Oh I know. We’d never catch Austin Whynot asking for help from the people who love him, huh?”
His expression darkened. “I don’t like you very much. Still.”
I grinned. “Oh, so youloveme?”
“Of course not,” he grumbled.
“But you want to kiss me.”
“Possibly. But only when you’re not acting like this.”
I sat up with a grin and pushed him back onto the bed. I straddled his hips and his eyes went wide. “Like what? Like this?” Something hardened beneath me and I arched a brow.“Right. Tell me again you hate me, Austin Whynot. I love it when you lie like that.”
“Fuck you,” he mumbled.
“Do you want me to?”
His cheeks were so scarlet now, it was cute. It made the freckles on his face light up. “Maybe.”
“That means you have to get out of bed.”
“No it doesn’t. Beds are made for sleeping and fucking.”
“Yeah, but I want you in the shower first. You smell like depression. I can fuck the depression out of you once you shower.”
“That’s not how depression works.”
“I know, but I can still try.” I rolled my hips, and he bit his bottom lip, his cock hardening fully against me. “Come on, napkin.”
“You can’t call menapkin,” he protested as I slid off him.
I tugged my shirt overhead as I walked towards the adjoining bathroom, letting out a soft whistle as I looked around. “You haven’t donebadfor yourself, Whynot.”
I heard him behind me and smiled as he grabbed my elbow and spun me around, backing me up against the wall. Within a blink, my arms were around his neck, and his lips were on mine.
Finally.
All the years of fighting with him, and I knew his body almost as well as my own. I tugged his hips closer to mine and groaned as his teeth scraped my bottom lip. My kiss with him was unlike the ones with Matthew or with Evie. It was rough and demanding and edged with a deep lust I remembered burying all those years ago.
God, it’d been easier to fight him than kiss him back then.
But things were different now.
Austin grunted as our kiss deepened, swallowing both of us whole. I grabbed the waistband of his sweats and pulled themdown, his cock bouncing free as the clothes pooled at his feet. He broke the kiss with a gasp as I closed my hand around the length of him.
“Fuck.”
His fingers fumbled with my jeans, but he managed to unbutton them. I kicked them off, my cock already hard too. He let out a curse when he saw the glint of silver.
“You know, I thought Evie was fucking with me the first time she mentioned those,” he said.
“Nope,” I said as he knelt.Fuck, fuck, fuck.The sight of him getting on his knees had pre-cum dripping from my tip. He closed his hand around the base of my cock and studied the piercings, his eyes wide. “Jesus, Austin. I thought we were gonna shower.”
“We are,” he said. “I just wanted to see them up close.”
“Well they can be up close and down your throatafterwe shower.”
He shot me a broody look. “I don’t like the way you take care of me.”
