Andthe way Beau’s hands gripped Ethan’s hips as though he needed something to holdhim in place was profoundly satisfying. Ethan didn’t recall a lover who hadbeen as reluctant to touch as Beau, as though putting his hands on Ethan meantso much more than mere physical gratification. But he liked the hell out of it.
Andto think that Ethan was the first guy Beau had ever shared this type ofexperience with one-on-one… the mere thought had his cock jerking painfullybehind the zipper of his jeans. The only thing that could’ve possibly beenbetter was if Ethan had been Beau’s firsteverything.
Unfortunately,from what he had learned, Zane had received that honor. Sucked that Zanewouldn’t even know what a remarkable gift he’d been given.
ButEthan wasn’t here to think about Zane and Beau. He wanted to be the only manBeau thought about, the only man he ached for. That unfamiliar instinct to pullBeau close and protect him with his life was still there, still lingering inthe back of his mind. He wanted to make Beauhis. In every fucking way.
Ethanhadn’t felt that way about anyone since...
Forcingthe thought away, Ethan focused on the thrill of Beau’s mouth beneath his own,the forceful plunge of his tongue as they battled for dominance. The reassuringsqueeze of Beau’s hands on his hips.
Keepinga leash on his hunger, as much as he could anyway, Ethan allowed himself to getlost in the kiss, tasting, exploring. It wasn’t until Beau’s hands connectedwith the fly of his jeans that he pulled back. Standing on shaky legs, heglanced down his body, watching as Beau’s enormous hands easily worked thebutton, then the zipper. Within seconds, Beau had freed his cock, the cool aira significant contrast from the heat of Beau’s fingers. The sight of Beau’stanned hands against his cock had his pulse rate spiking. He’d imagined this,dreamed about it even, but this was even more erotic than anything he could’vecome up with.
WhenBeau slowly wrapped his hand around his length, Ethan swallowed hard. “Oh,yeah,” he groaned, forcing his gaze up to Beau’s face. “Stroke my cock,” heurged softly. He wasn’t going to get carried away, but for the moment, hecouldn’t bring himself to stop Beau. The sensation was un-fucking-believable.
Itdidn’t take long for Beau’s ministrations to become more than he could handle,and Ethan found himself falling over on top of him, forcing him to release hiscock. It was that or get carried away.
Theywere still partially dressed, jeans around their hips, boots still in place,but Ethan couldn’t seem to bring himself to care. As their chests touched, thewarmth of Beau invaded his senses. Returning to his mouth, wanting to take hiskiss, to own it, Ethan ground his hips against Beau’s, their cocks slidingagainst one another. Smooth and hot, Beau was rapidly reducing Ethan to nothingmore than a horny teenager.
“E,”Beau groaned, his hands gripping Ethan’s hips and pulling him closer. “You feelso good.”
Toogood, Ethan thought to himself. At this rate, they would both be spent beforethey were ever naked.
Forcinghimself back, Ethan found the floor, his feet landing with a thud. Withouthesitating, he lifted one of Beau’s legs, yanking his boot from his foot beforedoing the other, all the while he managed to toe off his own boots.
“Ineed you naked,” Ethan ground out. Like that wasn’t already obvious.
Secondslater, he had rid them both of their clothes, and Ethan found himself standingthere, his hand gripping his own cock, stroking slowly as he stared at Beau,trying to memorize every breathtaking plane and angle of his phenomenal body.
Itwas clear the guy spent hours and hours at the gym. Massive slabs of musclelined Beau’s chest, his shoulders, his arms.And his thighs.Lord havemercy, the guy’s thighs were like tree trunks. By comparison, Ethan feltsmaller although he knew that was hardly the case. And he didn’t mind onefucking bit. The idea of Beau overpowering him, taking him with all of thestrength he harbored was enough to make his blood boil.
FromBeau’s thick neck, to his wide shoulders, the sexy planes of his solid chest,and the washboard abs, the man was male perfection. Ethan let his gaze linger alittle longer, attentively admiring the way Beau had eased his hand between hisown legs, stroking his thick cock and fondling his balls.
MeetingBeau’s eyes again, Ethan smiled. “You’re beautiful,” he said.
Beaublushed and the sight had something inside of him snapping. The guy hadabsolutely no idea how sexy he was. Well, he was about to learn because Ethanwas going to show him.
Kneelingon the edge of the mattress, Ethan crawled his way over Beau, pressing openmouthed kisses along his thigh first, then his hip bone, making sure to avoidhis rigid cock. The way Beau sucked in a breath had Ethan’s skin tingling.
Makinghis way farther up Beau’s body, Ethan traced upward over the awe inspiring “V”that led to his huge cock. He then kissed along the center of Beau’s abs, thatnarrow space between all of those well-defined muscles, higher, continuingupward over his chest, his neck. And when he was fully over him, his kneesbetween Beau’s legs, his cock resting gently against Beau’s, Ethan smiled downat him.
Thelook of longing on Beau’s face and the way every muscle in his whole body washard had Ethan’s anxiety ratcheting up a notch. Or fifty. “You’re magnificent.”
Beau’swicked grin was the equivalent of a jackhammer, making Ethan’s body quake withthe need to fill him. But he had to take this slow. Ethan refused to push Beautoo far too fast.
Slidingthe knuckles of one hand along Beau’s cheek, he felt the golden stubble that hecould hardly see. Ethan leaned closer until their mouths were just ahairsbreadth apart. He slid his hand beneath Beau’s head, gently cradling himas he brought their mouths together.
Thewarmth of Beau’s skin had the potential to scorch him, but Ethan couldn’t seemto make himself move. Controlling this man and his pleasure was more than hebargained for. On top, he could deepen the kiss as he wanted, easing back whenhe needed, all the while sliding his body against Beau’s.
Beingthe top in his relationships, Ethan was familiar with the urge to control. Buthere, even though he appeared to be the dominant one, he had a feeling that hewas only fooling himself. Beau was an alpha male, always the one in charge,even if he hid it from others. For some reason, Ethan wanted to submit to thatcontrol, except for this first time, he knew he’d be the one leading the way.It’s what he sensed Beau needed. What they both needed.
“Keepthis up and I’m going to flip our positions and take what I want,” Beaumurmured against his lips, sending a streak of lightning running down Ethan’sspine.
Apparentlythe guy was a mind reader too.
“Fornow, it’s my turn,” Ethan told him, looking into those piercing brown eyes. “Ipromise, you’ll have yours, all in due time.”
Beaunodded, a sexy dimple forming in his left cheek as he placed his hand on theback of Ethan’s head, his fingers strong, but not forceful. It was aconnection, not a demand, and Ethan found himself surrendering in ways he’dnever intended.
