Sincethe moment he had stepped foot into Ethan’s house tonight, he’d been aware ofEthan. Everything he said, every move he made. It was all cataloged in hisbrain because he’d been cautiously feeling out the situation. After whathappened earlier at the shop and then the scene at Moonshiners, Beau had fullyexpected Ethan to be on edge. He hadn’t been wrong.
Thatwas the main reason he had taken control. This could’ve easily turned intoharsh, take-what-you-want fucking, but Beau hadn’t wanted that. Ok, that wasonly partially true. He’d fantasized about bending Ethan over and fucking himuntil they were both insane from the need. But he knew there was a time andplace for everything. Pulling Ethan back from the ledge had been his mainpriority tonight.
Andso far, it seemed to be working.
Beauhelped Ethan out by toeing off his boots and then pulling his shirt from thewaistband of his jeans. But the rest he would leave to Ethan.
Hedidn’t have to wait long. Ethan made short work of ridding the rest of hisclothes, making sure to drive Beau fucking crazy as he let his hands brushagainst his swollen cock more than necessary.
Assoon as Beau was completely naked, Ethan took one step back, but Beau reachedfor him instantly. Backing him through the open bathroom to the shower, hepulled him close and cupped Ethan’s face in his hands. He didn’t kiss him, nordid he divert his eyes. He was reading everything in Ethan’s expression, everyflash of awareness in his blue-gray gaze. There was a combination of worry,heat, lust, and something else he couldn’t name.
Hewanted all of it. Everything Ethan had to give him. And as he had alreadyinformed Ethan, he fully intended to take it.
Beauwanted to eradicate the worry, to shield Ethan from all of the pain he’dobviously endured, and to absorb every ounce of the passion he could feelemanating from him. He wanted to show him what it meant to be open, to sharehimself with someone because no matter what, Beau knew Ethan didn’t openhimself up. Whatever he kept buried deep, Beau wanted to find a way to getEthan to share. More importantly, he wanted to love Ethan. With everything thathe was.
Andhe had already begun to fall hard for the man.
Everythingin him was screaming that it was a lousy idea, but he couldn’t stop himself.Every waking moment was spent thinking about him, wanting to be closer than thelast time, to understand what made Ethan tick. And this was his opportunity,his one chance to do things right.
Basedon Ethan’s initial response when he arrived, it was evident that Ethan hadplanned to turn tonight into something Beau wasn’t willing to take part in.Ethan didn’t seem interested in the emotions that tethered them together, althoughthey were undeniable. Sure, the fires of lust were burning out of control, butBeau felt something deeper. He’d felt it the first time he had kissed Ethan andevery time after.
Tonighthe knew Ethan needed that something more that they shared, even if he wouldn’tverbally agree.
PushingEthan slowly beneath the shower spray, he continued to watch him. When Ethantried to pull him closer, he resisted, using brute force to keep his distancebecause the draw of this man was so powerful, he had a difficult timeresisting.
Afterrunning his knuckles over Ethan’s cheek, Beau cupped his neck with one hand,the other sliding over his hip and around to his back. The smooth, warm skin hefound there drew him closer. “I need to touch you,” Beau said, his voice barelydiscernible over the shower water.
Beaubacked Ethan up until his back touched the tiled shower wall. The anticipationhe saw on Ethan’s face had Beau’s entire body responding eagerly. Ever soslowly, he slid his hands to Ethan’s chest, the water sluicing between hisfingers as it caressed Ethan’s hard body, the same way Beau intended to do.
Withhis mouth.
“Don’tmove,” Beau commanded, keeping his voice light and gentle, but the demandclear.
Heloved the way Ethan’s eyes lit up, a hint of surprise in those smoky bluedepths, maybe?
“I’vewanted to explore you for far too long,” Beau said, the words coming out easierthan he expected.
Itwas true, he was nervous. He wanted to explore Ethan in ways he’d only dreamedabout, but he was self-conscious too. He’d never done this before. Not with aman anyway. And never had he been this hyped up before. He’d had a number oflovers in his life, but his one-on-one encounters were non-existent – well,unless you considered awkward, almost-there moments that Beau had graciouslybacked out of on a couple of occasions because he had found he wasn’t asattracted to the women he had been with as he hoped. Hell, he’d never been asattracted to anyone as much as he was to Ethan.
“Touchme,” Ethan whispered. “Please.”
Therewas no way Beau could refuse him, even if he was the one who was holding thereins.
Slidinghis palms down Ethan’s slick chest, he absorbed every ridge of muscle throughhis smooth skin, memorizing the feel of him. His chest was wide, the musclessolid. As he moved lower, he leaned in, pressing his mouth to Ethan’s stubbleshadowed jaw before gliding his lips down his neck, over his collarbone, thenhis chest, taking a moment to tease one nipple the way Ethan had done to himthe day before.
WhenEthan groaned, Beau’s body perked up, eager to please him in every way.
Workinghis way down Ethan, Beau lowered himself to his knees until he was eye levelwith Ethan’s beautiful cock. He dared to look up, wanting to see the expressionon Ethan’s face. The bliss he saw there made his cock throb.
Returninghis attention to his task, Beau gripped Ethan’s long, thick shaft, strokingslowly, mesmerized by the man’s sexy body. When Ethan’s legs loosened, his bodyrelaxing into the wall, Beau inched forward, darting his tongue out to lick theglistening tip of Ethan’s cock. The deep, guttural moan that rumbled up fromEthan’s chest was a reward all in itself. Keeping his eyes locked on Ethan’sface, Beau stroked him slowly, the water easing his way.
Withoutfurther thought, Beau leaned in and sucked the engorged head into his mouth,swirled his tongue slowly around the bulbous tip before pulling him deep intohis mouth.
“Fuck,”Ethan growled, his fingers sliding into Beau’s hair, sending shards of sensationcoursing down his spine. “Beau.”
Beauloved the way Ethan said his name. Wanted to hear it again and again.
Hecontinued to work Ethan’s cock with slow, deep pulls of his mouth, taking himdeeper, sucking him harder, keeping his movements controlled. He wasn’t rushingthis. He wanted to savor every taste, every sound from Ethan. He’d relive thismoment time and time again in his dreams he was sure.
