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Squeezing his butt, I take him into my mouth. Both are so hard I could bounce a quarter off it.
Again, I start off with a couple of inches, using my hand to stroke the rest of him. When I go deeper, the gag reflex comes out of nowhere, and I recoil. “I want to be able to do this.”
“Come here.” His hands slide over my arms as I rise. “Watching another man touch you made me realize my feelings for you haven’t changed, no matter how hard I tried to suppress them.” The richness in his tone and the warmth in his gaze cause me to shiver.
“You were jealous?”
“I’m not that little boy anymore, so jealousy isn’t the totality of what I was feeling.Amfeeling.”
The room is cloaked in dark shadows so the light lives on one side of his body and fades to black on the other side. His eyes follow my lips as he traces my shoulders then lands on the tiny tattoo above my breast. It falls on the dark side of the shadow, and even though he’s zeroed in on it, he doesn’t ask what it is or turn on the lights to get a better look.
“A man doesn’t let someone take what’s his. You’ve been mine since we were twelve, even through the darkest times, you were with me.”
“You can’t claim me,” I rasp. “This isn’t a game of risk. This is…”
He peppers my collarbone with his plump delicious lips. Every move he makes gently glides over me. Cherishing me.
All movements cease as his smoldering eyes climb from my neck to my face. He swallows and I watch as he forces his Adam’s apple back inside. He’s one hundred percent focused on me. “This is us. I won’t let someone else have what is mine. Do you understand?”
My brain must be malfunctioning. Is he saying he wants to get back together?
I nod because I’ll figure it out later. Beau Landry is naked, bare, and right now, resembles Himeros, the Greek God of Sexual Desire. He reaches into his nightstand drawer, pulling out a condom.
“Beau, have you had sex with women in this bed?” I blurt out because I say what I’m feeling most of the time.
He throws the packet on the comforter, now hovering over me on his hands and knees. With a heart-stopping grin pasted on his face, he declares. “One.”
Those words actually make my heart skip a beat. Before I can push him off me, he kisses me softly, melting into me. “You… it’s my old mattress.”
“You kept your mattress from high school?” Relief washes over me as he nods.
Then Beau covers me in whispering kisses before he settles on my mouth. I feel years of pain and sadness dissipating with every touch. And with each stroke of his tongue against mine, I fall deeper in love with Beau Landry.
“Are you sure?” he asks.
“I’m sure.”
He falls back on his heels as he rolls on the condom. I raise up, threading my arms around his neck, and we fall back on the mattress together. There’s no more foreplay, not that I need any, I’m as slick as a slip-n-slide, and he could poke an eye out with his erection.
At first he nudges at my entrance as we touch and nibble each other’s neck, ears, and lips. After a few minutes he rocks into me an inch at a time. I’m not open enough. I try to spread my legs but he uses his thick, muscular thighs to keep my legs in the same position.
“I want to feel every precious part of you. Each wall, each muscle as I make you mine.”
His erection feels like it never ends as he takes his time until he’s all in. I gasp. “Oh, hot damn.”
“You own me, Nessa,” he says, his voice vibrating against my lips. He never once takes his eyes off me.
My eyes have adjusted to the darkness, and his blue eyes are bright against the gray surroundings. I put my hands between us, caressing the dip and valleys of his abs.
We stare into the other’s eyes as he pulls out slowly and pushes in even slower. It’s driving me mad. I’m hanging off a cliff with a frayed rope, and I’m unsure how long it will last. I squeeze, trying to stave it off. I want to make love to Beau forever.
He comes completely out and rubs circles against my sensitive bud. “B-b-Beau.”
“Stay with me, babe.” I writhe underneath his fingers, and as I come, he dips down and steals a taste.
My body convulses, and arches while panting his name. He goes back to kissing my lips, whispering praise. “You’re incredible.”
He pushes back in, placing my knee on his shoulder. Oh, God, this angle is deep. It’s hitting a spot that’s never been touched, not even by Beau. It’s overwhelming. Half of me wants to squirm away, and the other half wants to push my hips up as he thrusts into me.
