Andas much as he wanted to live by that mantra, why was it that Ethan alreadyrealized that it wouldn’t be nearly that easy?
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Beauloved the feel of Ethan’s skin against his fingertips. The gentle abrasion fromthe stubble along his jaw, the smooth texture of his kissable lips. But most ofall, he loved the way Ethan submitted to his touch.
Despitethat ever niggling feeling that he was about to get in way over his head, Beauwas tired of waiting patiently for Ethan to decide what he wanted. Based on thelook on his face right then, Beau knew Ethan wanted this.
WasEthan scared of what that might mean? Sure. As was Beau. Didn’t mean theycouldn’t pursue this. And he was being serious when he told Ethan that theyshould just see where it went. He wasn’t in a hurry to make this permanent,although he knew that could change at any given moment.
Therewas one thing Beau knew about himself: he loved easily. But he also knew hedidn’t trust easily. Which was why he was fiercely loyal to the few friends hehad. He considered Ethan a friend, one he cared about, but as the minutesticked by, Beau found himself falling deeper and deeper for the man. Strangehow there had been limited physical interaction, yet he’d already developed anattachment to the man.
Andhe knew his feelings could quickly surpass infatuation and fall right into thatlove category that he generally steered clear of. Especially once they tookthis to the next level. There was a strange fluttering vibration filling Beau’sgut. Like an army of stallions had taken to running full-out, eager to pummelhim from the inside out.
TiltingEthan’s head back slightly, his thumbs pressed against the underside of hisjaw, Beau slid his lips over Ethan’s. That all too familiar burst of sensationattacked his insides double-time, sending a chill racing down his spine andcoursing through him until it reached its final destination in his cock.
Thekiss was gentle, tentative. More an exploration of lips than anything fast andfrantic. Beau couldn’t help but notice how different it felt to kiss Ethan.Honestly, Beau hadn’t done much kissing in his lifetime. The interactions he’dbeen involved in were usually a lot less intimate. At least where he wasconcerned.
AlthoughBeau had kissed Zane, he could clearly see the difference. That had been abrutal, take-no-prisoners kind of kiss that began and ended with two malesfighting for dominance. Nothing else had registered at the time. But withEthan, it wasn’t a competition to see who would win, who would come out on top.It was a mating of mouths, a simulation of what was to come. And Beau wanted tokiss Ethan for hours.
“Haveyou ever been with a man before? Aside from Zane?” Ethan murmured against hismouth, his breath coming in rapid bursts as the kiss lingered, their tonguesstroking, searching.
Beauhesitated only briefly before he answered Ethan. He wasn’t going to start thisoff with a lie. “No.” Touching his lips to Ethan’s again, he tilted his head,taking the kiss deeper. Pressing the entire length of his body against Ethan’s,Beau soaked up his heat. Pulling back slightly, Beau looked right into Ethan’seyes and said, “And when I was with Zane, V was there.”
Beauwasn’t sure why he was compelled to tack on that little fact, but he neededEthan to know. To understand that being with him was completely different thanwhat he’d done with Zane.
Theflex of Ethan’s muscles against his chest, the hard ridge of their erectionsscraping sensually together behind the denim that separated them had Beauheading into dangerous territory. As much as he wanted to take this slow, ithad been a long time since he’d been with anyone. Almost an entire year. Eversince Beau came to the realization that he was attracted to men, he hadn’t beenwith anyone. Unless his own hand counted.
Andfor all of these months, he had been aching for Ethan.
“Forgiveme if I say I like the idea of you practically being a virgin,” Ethan saidroughly, their tongues still dancing against one another.
Beauknew he was a far cry from a virgin in the literal sense, but when it came tothis experience that rocked him to the depth of his soul, he felt as thoughhe’d never had sex before with anyone.
Slidinghis hands up to cup Ethan’s head more soundly, Beau pulled his mouth closeruntil their lips were grinding against one another, their tongues dueling asthey attempted to get closer.
Ethanwas the first one to pull away this time and Beau stood before him, staringinto his eyes, his chest heaving with an attempt to suck air into his lungs.
“Ifthis is moving too fast for you,” Ethan began, “just tell me.”
Fast?Hell, Beau felt like they were running in quicksand, trying to gain traction togo somewhere but never quite moving. Beau shook his head, unable to find words.He was anxious to get closer to Ethan. A lot closer.
Beforehe knew what was happening, Ethan had linked their fingers together and wasleading him toward an intricate steel staircase. Trying to pretend he wasn’tincredibly nervous, or overly excited, Beau followed behind him, relishing thefeel of Ethan’s warm hand against his own.
Whenthey hit the first landing where the staircase turned and went the oppositedirection, Ethan stopped suddenly, shoving Beau against the glass window, hisimmense body pressing into him, their mouths once again fused together. Beauslid his hand behind Ethan’s head, gently cradling him as he let his fingersslide through the short, silky hair at his nape.
Thisman stole his breath.
WhenEthan’s hands reached for his belt buckle, Beau held Ethan’s head, refusing tobreak the connection, unsure whether or not he was going to end up in a puddleon the floor at any moment. As Ethan devoured his mouth, Beau gave back as goodas he got, trying to ignore the overwhelming feeling of Ethan’s hands as helowered his zipper.
WhenEthan managed to free Beau’s cock from his jeans, he was almost positive hisability to remain upright was about to be robbed from him. “Oh, fuck,” he groaned,his head thumping against the glass he was pressed up against. “Fuck. Ethan.”
Beau’sentire body was strung tight as a bow, the various sensations mixing into oneand he prayed he’d be able to keep himself together. He damn sure didn’t wantit to end just yet but if Ethan continued to massage his cock with skilled,measured strokes, he wasn’t going to be able to promise him anything.
“Doesthat feel good?” Ethan asked, his lips lingering on Beau’s neck, leaving atrail of burning kisses along the sensitive skin.
“God,yes.”Better than good.“Ethan,” he moaned.
“I’vewanted to touch you for so long,” Ethan said, his lips leaving trails ofblazing fire along his throat as his thumb stroked over the sensitive head ofhis cock, making him crazy. “I’ve fantasized about what you taste like, how hotyou’ll be in my mouth. But before I get to that, I’m going to take my time.”
