“Is this what you wanted?” I reached down to stroke myself as Beau stepped into the room.
He shut and locked the door behind him. “Did I say you could touch yourself?”
“No, sir.”
“Then why are you?”
I dropped my hands to my side. “Sorry,” I whispered. I stared at him as he watched me, his gaze burning into me like a hot flame. “Are you going to get naked?”
“I’m enjoying the view first.” Beau was next to me now, and when he combed his fingers through my hair, I purred. “I missed having you in my bed.”
I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped my throat. “I missed you,” I admitted again.
He tugged on my hair to angle my head, and I closed my eyes, waiting for the kiss I knew was coming. Our mouths crashed together just as Beau blanketed my body with his heavier one, pressing me into the mattress.
“Pink, Pink, Pink,” he murmured. “Forgive me.” He dropped wet kisses against my jaw and neck. He sucked fresh hickeys against my skin, his hands gripping my hips to keep me still. “I’ve never been so jealous of anyone before in my life.”
I whimpered at his touch. “I like that you were jealous.”
“Really?” Beau stopped to look at me, his pupils blown wide with heat. “Say you forgive me. I won’t do it again. I promise. I want to see where this is going between us, Dean.”
I cupped his cheek with my hand, feeling the scruff of his beard against my palm. “I forgive you.”
And then we were kissing again while I was trying to remove the jacket Beau was still wearing, along with the rest of his clothes. I wanted to feel all of his warm skin against mine. Feel his muscles against me. His big body against my smaller one. I wanted him to kiss me everywhere. I wanted him to—
“Fuck me,” I gasped when we broke apart. “Please.”
Beau nipped at my jaw. “That’s going to happen, Pink. I promise. Not tonight, but soon.”
“Why not tonight?” I watched as he climbed from the bed and finally removed his coat.
He smirked at me. “Have you ever put anything up there?” When I shook my head, Beau leaned down to kiss me softly. “I want you to work up to my dick. My tongue first. A finger. Then two. Maybe a toy. Then my cock.”
My own length jerked at the thought, and precum leaked from the tip. “I want to feel you inside of me so bad. I want to know what it’s like. I’m desperate.”
“And I promise that you will.” He unbuttoned his shirt to reveal all that ink-covered skin. “But I want it to feel good when I’m inside you. The wait will be worth it.”
I watched, wide-eyed, as he removed his pants and briefs, revealing the rest of his beautiful body. Why had it taken me so long to realize I was into men? Everything about Beau turned me on. Drove me insane.
Beau gave me a sexy smile as he climbed back onto the bed. “You okay, Pink?” He dragged a finger over my nipple, stopping to tug on my piercing. It sent a ripple of pleasure up my spine and straight to my balls.
“Fuck.” I whimpered. “Do that again.”
Beau raised his brows. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
“Please. Please do that again.” I would sell my soul for him to do that again. If he’d touch me like that. Kiss me. Lick me. Suck me. Anything to have his fingers, tongue, or lips on my body.
He chuckled softly. “Much better, Pink.” He dragged a finger over both of my nipples and pinched them. My hips bucked off the mattress. “You like that.” Beau leaned down to take one hard bud into his mouth while pulling and tugging at the other.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I panted. I had never really been into nipple play before, but I felt like I could come just from that. “God, that feels so good.” My hands found their way into Beau’s dark hair as pleasure streamed through my body.
He hummed softly, his teeth grazing my skin. He kissed his way across my chest and took the other nipple into his mouth. Isaw stars. He pulled back to stare down at me. “No one has ever done that to you before?”
“Sure, but it’s never felt that good. I think it’s you.”
“Maybe you’re just really horny.”
He might be right. “Or just really into you.”
