Yet,this man claimed he was willing to ignore it.
Forhim.
Unableto speak, Ethan shook his head no.
Maybehe had lost his mind, or maybe he was even more tired than he thought. Eitherway, Ethan had just lost the will to fight this anymore.
??
Themoment Ethan had backed him up against the wall ranked right up there amongstthe most pleasurable experiences of Beau’s entire life. Maybe in the top three.Including the very first time Beau kissed Ethan. And every time since.
Atleast that’s what he thought until Ethan succumbed to his dominance onlyseconds later. That one took the top spot on the list.
WithEthan trapped between his body and the wall, Beau found himself searching foroxygen. He was in control, yet he felt like he lacked any control at all.That’s what being near Ethan did to him.
Beaustudied Ethan’s expressive blue-gray eyes as he searched for something to say;something that would relay exactly what Beau was feeling. “I need…”
Thewords wouldn’t come.
“Don’tsay it,” Ethan told him, his voice low and hoarse.
Therewas a brief pause as they stared into one another’s eyes and then Ethan saidthe three words that Beau never actually thought he would hear.
“Justdo it.”
Beauswallowed hard. The urge to close his eyes and get lost in Ethan’s voice was sostrong, he wasn’t sure how he fought it. Maybe because he wanted to stare intoEthan’s eyes, to try and see what he was feeling.
Withas much restraint as he could manage, Beau leaned forward, forcing his hands toremain on the wall beside Ethan’s head as he pressed his lips to Ethan’s.
Soft.Gentle.Oh God.
Perfect.
Adesperate growl tore from his chest but somehow he managed to keep his feetplanted on the floor, his hands on the wall and a few scant inches betweentheir bodies as Ethan’s head tilted ever so slowly, the kiss pulling Beauunder.
Lordhelp him. It was too much. Just the softness of Ethan’s lips against his ownwas so wonderful, Beau had to remember to breathe.
WhenEthan licked the seam of his lips, inviting Beau into a much deeper kiss, hefelt his heart pound against his ribs.Oh God. A second later, they werelost to one another, their mouths the only part of their bodies touching, theirtongues on a tentative exploration. Beau’s entire body was hard.
Theurgent moan that vibrated from Ethan’s throat had Beau pulling back. Before hecould get too far away, he found himself flush against Ethan, solid armswrapped around his body, pulling him closer.
Panicstreaked through him. He’d never felt anything like the intense awareness pulsingthrough his veins. Never.
Thegentle press of Ethan’s smooth, warm lips had turned into a maelstrom ofdesperation, an eagerness to get closer all but consuming him. When Ethan’sdetermined fingers dug into the muscles of his back, Beau knew he was about tobe pushed too far. This was more than he could handle, more than he could denyhimself.
Beauremembered his need to keep his hands off of Ethan the night before. The onlything he could come up with to ensure he didn’t push Ethan too fast. He’d waitedfor this moment for so long. Too long.
Gentlypulling back, Beau cupped Ethan’s face in his hands, the coarse bristle of hisstubble scraping against his fingertips while he visually grazed everybeautiful inch of Ethan’s face. From his lips, which were red from their kiss,to the storm clouds brewing in his intense gaze. The man stole his breath andall of his common sense.
Ethanseemed to be waiting for him to do something, but Beau was at a loss. He didn’tknow what to do or say. He just wanted more of this man. His taste. His warmth.His passion.
Crushinghis mouth to Ethan’s, Beau let go. He aligned his body wholly with Ethan’s,chest to chest, thigh to thigh, pushing him into the wall as he sought histouch along every part of him.
Ethan’sincredible hands returned to his back, gripping him, trying to pull him evencloser as the kiss ignited into something so powerful, Beau wasn’t sure eitherone of them would survive it. Sliding his fingers into Ethan’s hair, Beaucontrolled the kiss, tilting Ethan’s head slightly so he could thrust histongue deeper, the point where their tongues touched like an open electricalconnection that was linked to every nerve ending in his entire body.
Justwhen he thought he couldn’t handle anymore, Ethan’s hands drifted down his backand then gripped his ass purposefully, pulling him forward, their cocksgrinding against one another through the confining denim that separated them.Even that was more than Beau had ever imagined it could be.
Hewas panting, hardly able to keep his mouth against Ethan’s as the pleasureintensified, his body morphing from a series of nerve endings to one giantcluster of sensation.
