“This is mine.” I told him.
“Yes, Daddy,” he told me. “Yours. All yours.”
I smiled to myself, then retrieved the lube from my dresser. When I turned back around, I took a moment to admire the man on my bed. The guitar god who wanted me. The one who had decided he wanted me to be his first. I wanted to make this perfect for him.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Dean
Iwanted to see what Beau was doing. I wanted to watch him open me open and twist his thick fingers inside of me. My body trembled with need as I waited for him to do just that, but he was taking his sweet time with me. Licking, sucking, and fucking me with his tongue. Not that I wasn’t enjoying that. Because I was. It was probably one of my favorite things when it came to sex with him. I just needed Beau inside of me, breaking me open and making me scream his name.
“You’re awfully quiet, Dean,” Beau murmured. “Are you having second thoughts? We can stop any time you want. Just say the word. We can just get one another off, or if you’re not into this, we can go to bed and cuddle. Whatever you want, baby.”
I glanced down to find him watching me with hooded eyes. “I’m haven’t changed my mind,” I assured him. I reached for my aching cock, only for him to shake his head. “Please?” I begged.
“Remember what I told you.” Beau stood up and pulled me down toward the end of the bed. “If you come, I’ll come, and then it’s game over, Pink. I don’t have two rounds in me. Not at my age.”
I pretended to pout. “That doesn’t seem fair to me, babe. It’s not my fault you’re old.” I roared with laughter when his brows shot up his forehead. “I’m kidding.”
“I’ll show you old. Lift those fucking legs back up for me, baby,” Beau ordered, and when I did, I heard the sound of the lube as he popped it open. “Do I need a condom?”
Oh, right. We hadn’t talked about that, and I mentally kicked myself for not bringing it up. “I’ve always used protection before. Maybe this time we use a condom, and then we can both get tested, so next time we don’t have to,” I suggested.
“Next time?” Beau asked.
My heart stuttered in my chest. “I mean, if you don’t want a next time, that’s cool, too. I don’t want to jump to conclusions.” I tried to swallow around the lump that had suddenly appeared in my throat. Maybe this wasn’t as big of a deal for Beau. Maybe it was just fun, and when it was over, that was it. He had a lot to worry about besides me.
“I’d like a next time, Dean,” Beau whispered. He pushed my legs down so he could kiss me, soft and slow. “I think I’d like to be able to come inside of you, fill up your ass with my cum, and have you so full that you feel it for days. And know who you belong to.”
I reached up to touch his face. “You, Beau. I belong to you.”Because I fell in love with you somewhere over the past couple of weeks.But I didn’t say that. Not yet. I didn’t want to scare him.
“Damn right,” he growled. “Let’s get you ready for me.”
I grabbed my thighs to lift them back up and tried to relax. Nerves swam around inside my belly just as I felt Beau’s finger right at my backside. I closed my eyes and then I felt his tongue at the tip of my cock, his mouth hot and wet.
“Oh.” I gasped.
“Mm, there you go, Dean. Relax for me. Open up and let me inside,” Beau cooed. “You’re going to love this.”
Beau’s finger breeched me, and I moaned softly. I knew I would love it, too. I’d wanted it for a lot longer than I wanted to admit. I had been curious for a while, watching porn quietly on my own, enjoying the way the men had seemed to lose themselves in one another. It was hot, the sex, the way theyhandled one another. I wasn’t scared to admit that to myself that. I wanted that. I wanted someone to push me onto the bed, shove my legs open, and just take me. I didn’t want to have to be in control.
“You’re a good boy. You can take another finger now, can’t you, Pink?” Beau asked.
Goosebumps broke out over my skin. “Yes.”
I would do anything he wanted if he continued to praise me like that. I wasn’t sure why I liked it so much, but I wasn’t going to complain. I wasn’t even aware I had a Daddy kink until recently, either. My eyes rolled back when the second digit joined the first, and I couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped my lips.
“That’s it, baby. Let it out. Tell me how much you like it when I open you up. Get you ready for me so I can just slip right in. Fuck you until you can’t even remember your own name.” Beau purred as he scissored his fingers inside of me. “I don’t want to hurt you. I want you to enjoy this. I need you to think about me every single day you’re gone, so when you come back, you let me bend you over the couch and fuck you again. Until you beg me for it.”
I saw stars when he hit that spot inside of me that lit me up like a Christmas tree. “Fuck.” I dug my nails into the muscles of my thighs. “Don’t stop. More, I can take more.”
“You’ve touched yourself before, haven’t you?”
“I have.”
Beau groaned. “Just fingers or something more?”
“Fingers. I haven’t graduated to toys yet. I have them, though.” I wasn’t even embarrassed about it. How could I be? The man had his fingers buried in my ass, and I was begging him for more. “Maybe, some time, you could watch me.”
