My mouth turned into a desert as I sized him up. Everything else faded as he stood there, resembling a Greek god, staring back at me like I was a prime piece of meat. Fuck, my nipples tightened harder. He had grown with age, meaning I’d have to adjust, but boy, I eagerly accepted the challenge.
Perhaps the highlight was the jeans casually chilling on the floor, covering his boots, keeping him rooted in place. I tossed the packets to the bed.
As if the mattress were a swimming pool, he dove for the bed, bouncing then jackknifing up to sit on the edge, and began working to pull a boot free.
He cocked a brow suggestively. “As soon as I get at least one of these free, it’s gonna be hot.”
“It is?” My guy was going to be a lot to handle in many different ways. I took the hint, undoing the buttons at my wrist before sliding my dress shirt off my shoulders. I flung the shirt over my suitcase, the belt followed, then kicked off my loafers.
I finished Beau’s start on my slacks as he paused mid tug of his boot. That sexy stare riveted to my cock.
“My eyes are up here,” I teased. Our gazes collided in an epic story of love, dedication, thrill, and everything else that mattered most in the world. It was a fiery, soul-stirring, intense branding moment that made the world take a backseat.
As I positioned myself directly in front of him, I pushed at the waistbands of my clothing, letting my slacks and underwear hit the floor. The hard-on that had plagued me since the first moment I spotted Beau at Parliament, jutted out, recognizing its target.
He slipped one boot off his foot and tossed it over his shoulder. It gave a bounce on the edge of the bed before it tumbled to the floor.
The weight of Beau’s darkening stare on my cock was both heady and exhilarating. His unsteady, calloused hand circled my length, giving a long, sure tug that made me hiss with pleasure.
He cupped my balls with his other hand, rolling them in his palm, giving the same reverent tug there as well. My hands found their way to his broad shoulders as I closed my eyes in ecstasy. “I thought we’d be ripping each other’s clothes off and fucking on the floor by now,” Beau said. “This is better.”
“Yeah,” I whispered. On each tug, I rode the waves of bliss. Doing my best to stave off the rampant need coursing through me. Beau deserved a great experience, and I was determined to give it to him even if it killed me trying.
Which it honestly might.
My fingers found their way into his hair. The hand that had been on my balls caressed over my hip to the crease of my ass.Motherfucker.I gritted my teeth, stealing my spine to keep myself together.
My fortitude was tested in the most decadent of ways when my cock was enveloped into Beau’s warm mouth. At the same moment, his thumb breached my most sensitive spot. Holy hell, my body responded eagerly, pumping back and forth against his thumb and into his mouth in a seductive rhythm he created. I couldn’t help the small beads of pre-come building at my tip.
The way he hoovered my cock, bobbing his head back and forth, was the stuff of my dreams. “Do you taste how badly I want you?” I asked.
Beau’s touch was both gentle and persuasive as he worked me open. His lips slipped over my cock, guiding me deeper and deeper into his mouth. I trembled under the assault. My gaspsteased of my desperation. He was damned tender as he added a second finger, pumping and stretching my ass open.
My orgasm zinged down my spine, settling in the depths of my balls. I shook with need. My skin was so sensitive I felt the air circulating in the room. I wasn’t going to last. Dammit, I tried to make this special.
In a last-ditch effort for us to hang on until we came together, I used my palms on his face to pull him off my cock. With my thumbs, I tilted his chin upward, making sure he heard me. “You need to be inside me when we come.”
I leaned forward, melding our mouths together once again for a searing kiss. My tongue danced with his, loving the taste of my essence inside his mouth.
With a shove against his shoulders, I pushed him down on the mattress. I straddled him, crawling to his hips. He gave a wicked grin as he reached for the lube packets.
“How do you want me?” I murmured. Beau twisted his hips, dislodging me to the bed. “Hey!”
“Back to the mattress.” Beau’s voice held a commanding growl that did nothing but ramp up my excitement. He propped himself up on his elbow. I watched, both jealous and mesmerized as he tore open the packet and coated his fingers with the lube.
More than anything, I wished I were that packet in his mouth. My sexy guy appeared in total control. I obliged his demand and rolled over. My cock was so sensitive it vibrated, needing Beau’s touch. I lifted my legs. My body relaxed as those skilled fingers reached for my ass once again. He pumped his digits in and out while shifting his weight to wriggle between my parted legs. “You like that, don’t you?”
“So much,” I murmured.
Beau shoved a pillow under my ass, aligning me to his desired angle. He was magical. His deft digits never stopped workingme open. Under his persuasion, I writhed, desperate for more. His touches sank farther inside me, teasing the gland that set my body in flight. Man, this was going to be good. Somehow, I managed to pry my lids open to see my handsome guy’s smirking grin. “I love the way your ass grips my fingers.”
“Stop playing, Beau. I’ll come,” I hissed.
“Don’t touch yourself,” he ordered. “I’m gonna make this last as long as I can.” He positioned the head of his cock at my hole, rubbing and teasing me as he squirted whatever lube was left in the packet onto his fingers and my hole. I felt my heart racing with anticipation. He didn’t disappoint. Slowly and patiently he slid that fat cock inside me. Beau’s features turned anguished in the most exciting way, while seating fully inside me.
“Oh fuck yeah. It’s so good,” I murmured, decadently stretching to accept all of him. The pure ecstasy of being with this man in this way was everything I’d ever wanted. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. I kept a death grip on my thighs, pulling them closer to my chest. My body strained as Beau filled me so good. My breaths came in short, shallow puffs.
“Oh yeah,” Beau parroted, his voice raw and raspy. He finally moved, pulling out then pushing in again. The way he heaved caused my eyes to crack open into the smallest of slits. My beautiful guy was a lovely vision while making love to me. His hard body strained with every thrust he began to give. My cock bounced, drumming on my belly as Beau began to canter, picking up speed. Every muscle in my body quivered with pleasure. My breath began to pant uncontrollably.
