“Whatare –?”
“Quiet,”Beau growled. “Don’t move.”
Forwhatever reason, Ethan’s body obeyed as Beau’s weight shifted away from him. Heheard another click and realized Beau had just locked the office door. A floodof desire swept over him even though he had no idea what Beau’s intentionswere. Well, he kinda did.
Ethanwas still palming the wall when Beau returned, the heat of his body easing thesizzle of anger in his veins. He waited, holding his breath to see what wasgoing to happen, and when Beau leaned in close, his warm breath against hisear, a shiver raced down Ethan’s spine.
Fuckinghell.
Beaunipped his ear, a shockwave of pleasure/pain bolting through him as his dickspiked to attention. “What the fuck was that for?” he asked, trying to soundappalled, but unable to disguise the hunger that fueled him.
“Notalking,” Beau said gruffly, his hands reaching around to unhook Ethan’s belt.Within seconds, Beau had Ethan’s cock freed from the prison of his jeans.Letting his head fall back, Ethan relaxed against Beau’s body as he strokedhim.
“I’vewanted to do this all day,” Beau said, his grip firm and unyielding on Ethan’sthrobbing dick.
Ethancouldn’t form a rational thought as the pleasure consumed him. Rocking his hipsforward, he tried to increase the friction against Beau’s skilled hand, but theman held all of the power, keeping his release just out of reach.
“Beau,”Ethan moaned, reaching around and gripping Beau’s thighs with each hand,holding on for dear life as the sensations assaulted him tenfold.
“Sayit again,” Beau whispered against his ear.
“Beau.”Ethan would say his name all day if Beau would continue doing what he wasdoing. He loved the feel of him, the safety he felt in his arms, theirresistible urge to give himself over to him for safe keeping.
Hehad never felt that way before. Never.
Justwhen he thought he was going to find some relief in the spontaneous hand job,Beau shifted, twisting them so that Ethan was facing the desk. He had to bracehimself with his hands to keep from face planting on the top when Beau forcedhim forward.
“Fuck,”Ethan grumbled when Beau released him, shoving his jeans down to his knees.
Therewas a rough edge to Beau's movements, and Ethan wondered whether he was doingit for Ethan’s benefit or because that’s what the moment warranted. For somereason, he hoped for a little of both.
Ethandidn’t turn to look behind him, but from the sound of it, Beau was freeing hiscock. Ethan prayed that’s what he was doing because he needed something more.He heard the sound of foil ripping and his dick pulsed in anticipation.
Beaureached around him and pulled open the desk drawer. What was…? Holy shit, theman had stashed a tube of lubrication in the office. The fact that he hadplanned this made Ethan burn that much hotter.
“Please.”
“Pleasewhat?” Beau asked from directly behind him once again.
“Fuckme,” Ethan moaned, leaning forward as he shoved some of the mismatched partsout of the way, a few of them crashing to the tiled floor.
Beau’sfingers slid between the crack of his ass, penetrating him instantly and makinghim sway from the glorious friction that erupted inside him. But Beau didn’tallow him time to get acclimated to the wondrous feeling of being fucked by hisfingers before his hand disappeared and Beau plunged his cock inside of him.The initial thrust had Ethan’s breath hitching in his throat.
WhenBeau leaned forward, not moving an inch, Ethan searched for his hands andtangled their fingers together against the desk, holding onto Beau because heneeded the security of him. The anger was subsiding, being replaced with anemotion much scarier. He knew what he was feeling for Beau wasn’t purelysexual, although having him this close, feeling the heat of his body, thesensual invasion of his cock, only stirred the pot of emotions that werecontinuing to grow.
Beaumoved his hips, pulling out and sliding back inside until Ethan moaned from thesheer ecstasy of it. “Beau,” he groaned his name, keeping himself in themoment.
“Feelgood?” Beau asked, his voice gruff with what sounded a lot like need.
“Yes,”Ethan confirmed. “Fuck me.” The plea came out tortured, very similar to the wayEthan felt on the inside most days. He had never considered how difficult itwas to keep himself closed off to everyone because he’d gotten so adept atdoing it. Until Beau.
UntilBeau waltzed into his life and pulled him right out of the shadows where hekept himself securely hidden. He felt exposed in more ways than one, but moreso when they were like this.
“Fuckme,” Ethan ground out, practically begging as he shoved his hips against Beau,trying to get back to an even playing field. He was not going to give in to theemotion. Not going to let the anger morph into something else. This was what heneeded, what he was familiar with, and Beau was willing to give him this.
Beaupulled back slowly, his warmth disappearing from his back, but strong, firmhands gripped Ethan’s hips moments before Beau slammed back into him. From thatpoint on, Ethan got lost in Beau, letting the pleasure build again, his cockhard as steel as he palmed it, stroking in rhythm with the pounding of Beau’s hips.
“Baby,”Ethan moaned. “Beau, I’m close. So fucking close.”
