Chapter Forty-Six
Dean
The second Beau closed the hotel room door behind us, I pounced. I kissed his lips, dragged my tongue down his jaw and neck, and yanked on his shirt to untuck it from his dress pants. I needed him. I wanted him inside me. It felt like it had been years instead of weeks. My body was on fire at the thought of Beau filling me, calling me a good boy, and fucking me so hard I couldn’t walk straight. I craved my hands on his skin, his mouth on mine, and the way he made me feel. The way no one else ever had.
“Slow down, Pink.” Beau chuckled. He grabbed my hands and brought them up to his chest. “I’m not going anywhere. Not ever again, okay?”
I stared at him. Taking in his heavy-lidded blue eyes. “Promise.”
My throat was suddenly tight, and it hurt to swallow. What if Beau left again? What if he told me all the things I wanted only to ghost me? I wasn’t sure I could handle that again. I was in love with him. I wanted him and only him.
“I promise.” Beau leaned forward to slide his lips over mine. “I promise to never stop talking to you. I’ll be here for you whenever you need me, and I promise, cross my heart and hope to die, that I will love you forever.”
The tears I had been holding back slipped down my cheeks. “I promise to love you forever, too.”
And then we were kissing again. Beau’s hands were in my hair, tugging and yanking on the tight bun Sam had securedagainst my head. The sound of bobby pins hitting the floor filled the room. Our teeth clashed as I nipped and sucked on his bottom lip before Beau shoved his tongue into my mouth. He reached down and lifted me up into his arms. I didn’t care where he was taking me or what he was doing, because in this moment, I was sure this was what heaven felt like.
“Tell me what you want,” Beau whispered as sat down on the bed and positioned me on his lap. “What do you want me to do you?” He pressed his nose into the crook of my neck.
I pulled his head back up, so he was forced to look at me. “Everything.”
Suddenly, I was flat on my back on the mattress, and Beau was above me. He unbuttoned his bowtie, slid it off, and then removed his shirt.
“You want me inside of you?” His fingers popped the button on my pants. “You want me to fuck you right into his mattress? Have you screaming so loud the entire hotel knows who you belong to?”
“Yes.” I leaned up on my arms. “Please, Daddy, I need you.”
A low growl vibrated against Beau’s chest. My gaze dropped to the tent in his pants and his obvious erection. “This?” He cupped himself.
“Please.” I licked my lips. “Take off your pants for me. Let me suck your cock.” I took a shaky breath. “Feed it to me.”
The way Beau’s pupils dilated told me that was the right thing to say. “Whatever my man needs.”
He dropped his pants to the floor, stepped out of them, and then removed his briefs. He was all man, with his broad shoulders and thick, muscled arms covered in tattoos. His cock stood at attention, hard and ready for me, precum clinging to the tip. My own begged for attention, but this wasn’t about me right now. I was desperate to taste him again.
I whimpered when Beau gently pushed me onto my back and climbed up over me. “Put your hands on my thighs, Pink,” he instructed. “Good boy,” he murmured when I obeyed. “You can tap out any time. I don’t want to hurt you or make you do something you’re not comfortable with. Understand?”
I nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Fuck, you’re so good to me.” Beau pressed the tip of his cock against my lips. “Open up.”
He slowly slid his length into my mouth, and I moaned. The salty, heady taste of him hit my tastebuds, and my cock jerked in my pants. I was already hard as stone, but this made me ache for release. I hollowed out my cheeks, and the sound Beau made had me digging my nails into his thighs.
“That’s good, Pink baby, just like that. Fuck, yes. Lick the tip. Good boy,” Beau hissed. “Not too much. There you go. I can’t wait to be inside of you again. Feel the way your tight little pussy wraps around my cock. Making me want to come. Milking me.”
Oh my God. The way he spoke to me. The things he said. I never knew I would be into the dirty talk, but I was. I opened my mouth, wanting to take more, and when Beau slipped farther inside, I groaned. I let him use me as my eyes watered and it became harder to breathe. But the sounds he made, the look on his face... He was loving this. And so was I.
“Jesus.” Beau pulled back, his eyes dark. “You okay?”
I wiped my lips as I nodded. “Perfect.” My voice was scratchy, but my body was on fire with lust. “Will you fuck me now, Daddy?”
Beau leaned forward to drop a kiss to my mouth before he climbed off the bed. “You’re going to ride me. I want you on top. You think you can do that?”
Heat pooled in my belly. Of all the porn I had watched, that was what I had enjoyed the most. When one guy got on top. Rode the dick like it was the best thing he’d ever had in his life.
“Yes,” I whimpered.
“You can say no, Dean. If you don’t want to.”
