Beau’s fingers stilled inside me. “Watch you? You want me to watch you get yourself off, Pink baby?”
“I mean, you don’t have to. I just thought... Oh my God!” I nearly screamed when I felt a third finger fill me up. “Holy... That’s it. That’s so good. Oh my fuck.” I couldn’t stop the words that tumbled out of my mouth. “Beau, oh yes. Fuck me. Please. I want you inside of me. I need you. Please, please, please, Daddy. I promise I’ll be good for you. So good. Please.”
Beau growled, and my cock jerked at the sound. “I’m going to make you feel so good, Dean.”
He slowly pulled his fingers out, and I felt myself clench at the emptiness. I heard the sound of the wrapper of the condom, then the lube as Beau slicked himself up, and then he was between my legs, his dick notched against my hole.
“This is it, Pink. Last chance to change your mind.”
“I won’t change my mind. I want you.”
“Good, because I want you, too. Remember to relax, bear down, and most importantly, breathe for me.”
I stared up at him as Beau began to press against me. My heart was loud as it thumped wildly against my chest, and I tried to relax to let him in. He leaned forward to slide his lips against mine just as his cock head slipped inside. My eyes went wide as Beau’s tongue licked at my mouth. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my hands gripped his shoulders, and despite a little burning, I wanted more. I needed him.
“You doing okay?” Beau whispered. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
I nodded. “You could never hurt me, babe.” His pupils dilated. “I can take more.”
“You want more?” he asked, then pushed in deeper. I moaned softly. “You like that, don’t you, Pink?”
I dug my nails into his skin. “It... It feels so good.”
My body felt like it was on fire as pleasure ripped through my blood. Every time Beau pushed farther inside, he hit thatspot that had me seeing stars, and I thought I might burst into a million pieces.
“Mm, your tight little hole is squeezing me so good,” Beau murmured, his mouth finding mine. He wrapped his arms around my body to pull me closer.
I whimpered. “Fuck me. I want you to. I can take it.” I wanted to feel what it was like. “Please, Daddy, fuck me with your big cock and make me come. Don’t hold back.”
Beau kissed me hard, let go of me so I was flat on my back, and then patted my legs. “Hold them up as high as you can, baby. I’m going to ruin you for everyone else,” he warned.
And then Beau proceeded to fuck me into next week. He pounded his cock into me like a jackhammer, and all I could do was take it. Which is exactly what I wanted. It was hot watching the way he fucked. Beau gritted his teeth, growled that I was his, that no one else would ever be able to have my ass, and that he would kill anyone who tried. That shouldn’t turn me on the way it did, but pleasure streaked up my spine, and heat pooled in my belly at his words.
“Yes, oh, fuck me, yes!” I chanted over and over again.
Sex had always been enjoyable, but it had never felt like this. I whimpered and moaned, groaned and grunted as Beau fucked me. I begged him for more. I pleaded with him to make me come. To let me touch my aching cock that was so hard it hurt.
He smirked down at me while beads of sweat spilled down his cheeks. “You want to come for me, Pink baby?”
“Please, Daddy. I’ve been good.”
“Oh, you’ve been such a good boy for me.”
My dick throbbed. “Can I? Please, can I come for you?” My fingers itched to touch myself. I knew the second I did, I would come.
“Yes, baby, come for Daddy.” Beau’s blue eyes were dark like the night sky, and when they dropped to my length just as Iwrapped a hand around myself, he groaned. “Such a good, good boy.”
My orgasm had me seeing stars. Cum splattered against my stomach and chest as I chanted Beau’s name over and over again. My body trembled as pleasure pulsed through my body, and just when I thought it was over, a second, smaller climax shot through me, punching the breath from my lungs, just as a low moan ripped escaped Beau’s throat.
“Fuck, fuck, Dean, fuck, baby.” His fingers dug into my hips so hard I knew they would bruise, but I didn’t care. I wanted that. I wanted his marks on my skin. His cum in my ass. I wanted him. I wanted Beau and everything about him.
When I felt Beau start to ease himself from my body, I winced at the slight burning sensation. My limbs were suddenly heavy, and sleep felt like it was trying to drag me under. But I was ready. I wanted to talk to him. Tell him how I felt. That I was in love with him and needed to know if Beau felt the same.
“I’ll be right back, Pink,” Beau promised, and then the mattress lifted as he climbed from the bed. I heard the sound of the water from the bathroom and then felt him wiping me with a warm cloth. “You might be sore in the morning.”
Good. I wanted to feel him for days. Remember this moment. I turned to look up at him. “Thank you.” I could tell him tomorrow. Those three words I was scared to say. And hope it didn’t ruin everything.
“No need to thank me, Pink.” He leaned down to kiss me softly.
