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A slow grin forms, and he begins to stalk me. "Yeah, well, I bet I can still lift you up and fuck you silly, even with the big half of the cookie in my stomach.”
I walk backward, holding my hands out. "Don't you dare, Beau! Not in public!" I start to giggle as he grabs me and throws me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Stop, put me down!"
"Nope. Not until—"
His words are cut off when a familiar voice starts to talk close by. "Yeah, that ass looks even better when it's bare and sitting on my face."
I try to look around, but the world spins when Beau turns quickly. "What the fuck did you just say?"
"Beau, put me down!" I say in a low voice and try to lift myself.
"That ass right there. I bet you can agree that it looks better bare…"
Suddenly, I'm set down on my feet, stumbling because of how fast Beau let go of me, but I'm able to catch myself. Turning, I see Beau heading straight for Brock, who stands with two other guys I have never seen before. I chase after him and grab hold of his arm, trying to stop him.
"Beau, don't…"
"What? Do you like him saying that shit about you? What a nice fucking friend he is, huh?" Beau moves again, but I stop him by placing my body in front of him.
"Please, Beau…don't make a scene. He isn't worth it." I turn and glare at my old friend. "Not anymore anyway…"
I notice something pass over Brock's face, but it's gone instantly, and a smirk replaces it. "I hope you enjoy her cock sucking skills; I trained her well."
I lose Beau completely once those words leave Brock's mouth, but honestly, I no longer want to hold him back. Unfortunately, the odds are not in his favor, with it being three against one. Trying one last time to stop him, he stops long enough to kiss my forehead, then picks me up and sets me to the side.
"I've got this…"
Brock's smirk disappears when he sees Beau kiss me, and I see him get pissed. Glaring at me, he misses Beau walking up to him and swinging. Brock's head snaps to the right, and he stumbles.
"That's just a warning! Say shit like that again, and I'll make the last beating look like child's play!" Beau grates angrily.
Brock's two friends go to step forward, but Brock holds his arm out. "Let it go. He isn't worth it," he says, mimicking my words. He then turns my way, looks me up and down, and blows me a kiss. "See you around, Ry."
I hurry over to Beau as we watch Brock, and his friends walk away. "Beau…"
"I'm sorry, Ryan. I couldn't let him get away with talking about you like that." Beau brings his hand up and slides it, so he cups my jaw, and his fingers curl around to the back of my neck. Tilting my head, he brings his lips down until they hover over mine. "I won't let anyone disrespect my girl that way."
My pulse races as he takes my mouth, proving just how right he is about me being his girl. If I had any doubts before, this kiss validates it. He takes his time making love to my mouth with his. Strangers walk past us, some chuckling, some disgusted with the PDA, and some just don't care.
By the time he pulls away, I have to hold onto him. Otherwise, I may stumble. That kiss was nothing like I've ever received before. He grins at me and leans in. "Did that wet your panties?"
I nod, my eyes wide. "I think I may have orgasmed, honestly."
Beau throws his head back and laughs before tossing his arm around my shoulder and walking us toward the entrance. "Good, my job is done then."
I've called Beau over for an early afternoon rendezvous. We have been hanging out for a little over a month now, and our relationship has become really heated ever since the incident at the fair. The moment he crosses the threshold, I'm pinned against the wall, and we fuck like rabbits. Thank God my mother works long hours. She still hasn't met Beau yet, but I'm not too concerned at this point.
"We only have about two hours," I tell him as he has his cock deep inside me after moving to the middle of the staircase. "My Mom and I have plans, and I will need to get ready."
"It's perfect because I've got plans with my father, also," he states and then takes my mouth as his hips hammer into me.
The step is digging into my back, but I don't care as my pending climax builds to its crescendo, and my walls clench around Beau, squeezing his own release from him. After the first time, we have made sure to always use condoms, and even though I hate the feeling of them, I'm glad we aren't leaving crusty cum all over the house.
"Oh, God…how is it that sex is getting better and better? I thought it was supposed to fizzle out after a while?" I feel like I'm never going to catch my breath.
"I can't see it ever fizzling out between us, Ry. We want each other way too much." He pulls his used condom off and disappears up the stairs.
Gathering our clothes, I follow him into my room and watch him toss the rubber into the trashcan. I go to hand him his clothes, but he only drops them onto the bed and pulls me into his chest. Hooking some hair back behind my ear, he studies my face.
