CHAPTER 205: SELF RESTRAINT.

"Hey, Pookie, what... what are you trying to do?" Augustine asked, his voice low and shaky as Charles let warm breaths fan teasingly against his lips.

Charles scoffed softly, biting down on his own lower lip before releasing it with a slow drag. "I think we’ve achieved a lot today," he murmured, his gaze locked on Augustine’s mouth like it held all the answers. "Wouldn’t it be nice if we ended the day with one final... unforgettable accomplishment?"

Augustine immediately swallow hard as the movement became visible in his throat. He nod, almost as if he was compelled to do so. "I... I’ll love that." He purred, his voice barely above a whisper.

Charles, whose lips had been dangerously close to Augustine’s, suddenly leaned his head back slightly and his expression changed. "Then why don’t you teach me how to drive?" Charles asked, his once sultry tone replaced by something completely serious.

Augustine let out a long sigh, his shoulders slumping as disappointment clouded his face.

"Umm... This is quite sad," Augustine muttered, the playful spark in his eyes dimming. "I honestly expected something else... Gush! Charles, you are such a mood killer." He groaned, frowning in frustration as he looked away while wiping the tears on his cheeks.

"Come on, babe. How am I a mood killer?" Charles inquired with a teasing tone.

Sigh!

Augustine wrapped his hands around the waist of Charles before letting out a loud exhale. "Before I answer your question," Augustine said, narrowing his eyes slightly, "I’d really appreciate it if you tell me exactly what you want me to teach you to drive?"

He had a strong feeling Charles wants to be taught how to drive a car, but Augustine wasn’t about to jump to conclusions—not with how unpredictable Charles could be.

’Perhaps, Charles might want to learn how to ride my dick while being above my thigh.’ Augustine thought within himself.

Charles whose hands were wrapped around the neck of Augustine smirk as he roamed his tongue across his lips. "Do you expect me to say I want you to teach me how to ride your dick?" Charles questioned with a sarcastic tone.

Nervously, Augustine nod his head. "I was hoping that was what you meant." He whispered, prompting a soft chuckle to escape the lips of Charles as he rolled his eyes at the words of Augustine.

"Well, I’m so sorry for ruining your expectations, but I was hoping you at least teach me how to ride a car. Even though it’s the basic necessity."

Sigh!

Augustine sigh as he released his hands from Charles waist.

He placed his right hand on his forehead before staring outside the car window. "Come on, Pookie. Do you really have to turn me on and leave me hanging?"

"Ohh my! Did I manage to turn you on?" Charles question, obviously excited by the outcome of event.

Augustine bit his lower lip, caressed his chin thoughtfully, then turned his gaze back to Charles.

"From the moment you got up and sat on my lap, you instantly turned me on," he said, his tone low and serious. "And now, one minute you’re trying to cheer me up, the next you want me to teach you how to drive? Don’t you think that’s a little insane?"

Charles smirked became widen across his lips as he shook his head sideways. "Not at all boo. I want you to teach me how to..."

"Baby boy," Augustine cut in, voice smooth and thick with restraint. "I think that’s enough for now. Let’s go home."

Augustine eyes darkened slightly as he added, "If you keep sitting on my lap like that, I might lose control... and the last thing I want is to leave you sore."

"But what if I want to feel that way..."

"Pookie!" Augustine called out again, cutting Charles off before he could finish his sentence.

Augustine reached for the car door handle and pushed it open with urgency, the heat rising off his body in waves.

The cool air outside barely helped the fire simmering beneath Augustine skin.

"Babe," Charles teased, tilting his head with a mischievous smile. "Are you seriously going to step out of the car? Don’t tell me you can’t handle a little seduction?"

If there’s one thing that Charles was currently enjoying is the manner in which he tease Augustine.

Augustine shot him a warning look, jaw clenched. "Keep playing with fire, and you’ll see exactly how much I can handle."

Charles was just as aroused as Augustine, but he skillfully masked his desire behind a playful smirk.

Watching Augustine squirm was too delicious to give up so quickly.

Charles leaned back slightly, allowing his fingers to trail lazily down Augustine’s chest. "Augustine, why are you so tensed?" Charles murmured, his voice soaked in teasing warmth as he once more wrapped his hands around Augustine’s neck.

Charles eyes glinted with mischief, but beneath the surface, his pulse was racing matching the fire in Augustine’s gaze beat for beat.

"You... you have no idea of what I’m capable of." Augustine stated while trying to restrain his sexual urge. "I can fuck you right here, and..."

"Then do that, babe. Fuck my ass and make me yours." Charles purred, placing his hands on Augustine cheek as he forced the gaze of Augustine to be intensely focused on him. "I want to be filled with your cum. I want to moan your name babe. I want you to spank my ass."

Augustine chuckled softly, nodding his head with a knowing smirk. "I can already perceive your hormones rising," he purred, his voice thick with restrained desire as he reached out to shut the car door. "But... but I can’t do any of those things. I can’t give in to the things my body is craving right now because the last thing I want is to make you feel even more sore than you already are."

Charles tilted his head, lips parting in a soft gasp as he leaned in, letting his breath brush against Augustine’s cheek. "You’re killing me, babe," he whispered, his voice laced with heat and longing. "But I love that you care."

Charles pressed a gentle kiss to the corner of Augustine’s mouth, slow, sensual, and maddeningly brief before pulling back just enough to meet his eyes. "Thanks for caring about my soreness but I can handle being more sore."

Charles words were bold, leaving a trail of desire between them.

Augustine nod briefly. "You can handle being sore. But..."

As the words of Augustine trailed off, he placed his hands on Charles cheek and gave it a gentle caressed. "I love you, Pookie." Augustine whispered, his hands on Charles cheeks trailed over to Charles lips.

Augustine’s thumb gently slid between Charles’s lips, brushing against his teeth in a slow, teasing motion.

"I... I love you so much that I’ve trained myself not to cross the line," Augustine murmured, his voice low and trembling with restraint.

Augustine paused, drawing in a deep breath before continuing. "I know you’re horny... and I am too, but we can’t do this now. I’ve watched the way you’ve been walking since you got out of bed. You’re still sore, pookie. And if I end up fucking you right now, I might hurt you for real this time.., and that’s the last thing I want."

"I... I understand." Charles stammered, as he lean backwards. "I think we should head back home." He purred, sliding onto the other seat.

Quietly, he fastened his seatbelt, fixed his gaze outside the car window while frowning.

"Pookie, are you mad at me?" Augustine inquired because he noticed the changes in Charles behaviour.

Charles didn’t respond to the question of Augustine as he kept staring outside the window.

Augustine reached out, his hand resting gently on Charles’s thigh, giving it a soft squeeze.

"Come on, Pookie. I’m not rejecting making out with you and besides, you know it takes every ounce of self-control I have not to fuck you right now."

Sigh!

Charles sigh, averting his gaze towards Augustine. "Babe, I know you’re looking out for me, but the truth is... it feels strange asking for sex This is the first time I’ve ever asked. And... well, the fact that you’re saying no? It kind of hurts."

The hands of Augustine gave Charles thigh more gentle squeeze. "I didn’t mean to hurt you."

"I know." Charles purred, playing with his fingernails. "It just feels weird to be rejected."

"It takes me a whole lot of courage to reject you pookie. Come on, you know that I’m still turned on just by having you by my side." Augustine purred seductively. "Besides, your presence ignite something inside of me."

"And you should know that I’m not feel so sore." Charles spat back, pouting his lips while fluttering his long lashes.

"Hahahaah," Augustine chuckle. "Hmm, since you are reassuring me that you can definitely handle my dick on your asshole then I don’t mind but to give into your request." Augustine purred with a smile.