When we pulled away, my shoulders heaved as I gasped for breath. August grinned again, his lips spit-slicked and pretty.
“I want more,” he said, his gorgeous hazel eyes gleaming.
And then he sank to his knees in front of me. His fingers found the button of my jeans, and that was undone at a rapid pace. When he slid the zipper down, the sound was audible. I glanced around the beach, but we were hidden in the shadow of the pier, and few roamed the beach right now—definitely no one nearby. Excitement pumped through my veins, the exact sort I’d been yearning for.
August’s legs were spread out, and he looked up at me. His eyes wide, gorgeous, and framed by thick lashes, lips parted in invitation.
“You’re such a pretty picture on your knees,” I murmured, reaching down to run my fingers along his chin. “You want my cock, beautiful?”
He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Yeah. Desperately.”
“Damn, aren’t you perfect,” I purred, reaching inside my boxer briefs. I shoved them and my jeans down to my thighs, and my cock sprang free. I ran my hand along my length. A shudder rolled through me at how good that felt. August licked his lips, his gaze zeroed in on my cock. He leaned up and lapped at the bead of precum on the tip. Bliss rushed through my veins from the mere contact. Everything around him was more loaded, my skin sensitized in his presence from the sheer electricity that percolated between us.
Chemistry like that couldn’t be fabricated, no matter how hard you tried.
I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock and brushed the tip against his lower lip. “Come on, gorgeous. Suck me down.”
August’s eyes took on a feverish glaze as he leaned forward again. This time, his mouth encircled my tip, and the breath flew out of me. The sinful velvet heat, the light suction as he savored my cock, elevated me higher. He didn’t just gulp me down and mechanically suck. No, August caressed the tip of his tongue against my slit, as if trying to urge more precum out, His lashes fluttered as he used his lips, the suction of his mouth, his tongue, to caress my head, to coax the pleasure out of me.
I tangled my fingers through his thick strands, wanting to let him explore but needing to ground myself. A soft moan escaped his lips, and fuck, that was so damn hot I forgot to breathe. He swallowed a few inches more, and the feeling of his hot, wet mouth wrapped around me knocked out any other thoughts from my mind.
My entire body coiled with tension from the intensity of the sensations rushing through me. He bobbed up and down on my cock, finding a slow and sinful rhythm that held me captive. Fuck, he felt so damn good. I hadn’t realized how pent up I was, how much I held back until August ensnared my attention, rousing my libido back to life.
I tugged lightly on his hair, and he moaned again, the vibrations traveling my length. My balls were heavy as fuck, the need to come forming a bass snare beat. He took more and more of me into his mouth, swallowing me down his throat. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I let go of the loose grip I had around my base. Goddamn. August dipped his head in, bobbing with a fluid movement, which threatened to unmake me. His mouth was a silken heat, and the tightsqueeze of his throat, the way he sucked me down with ease had me close.
I glanced at him, and his eyes shut in bliss suggested he was loving this as much as I was. Spit dribbled down his chin, dropping onto the sand below us, and he reached between his spread thighs. The hiss of a zipper sounded, and a second later, his arm began to pump.
God, that was so damn sexy.
The air sparked with the hint of danger, the reality that we were out in public, where anyone could stumble upon us. That fueled the heat brewing between us, threatening to scorch me from head to toe. The cool sand on my feet, the chilled salt breezes didn’t do shit to tamp down the inferno raging inside me. My whole body coiled tight, ready to unleash.
I shifted my hips, fucking into August’s mouth. He was full-out drooling, which was sexy as fuck, and he occasionally gagged a little when I thrust back in. He hadn’t opened his eyes or stopped pumping at his own cock. I’d never gotten head this good before. I needed to come but never wanted this to end.
Goddamn. I tipped my head, raking my fingers through his silken strands. A long, low moan escaped me as I thrust into his throat. He spluttered around me, but the suction returned at once, the steady, velvet heat, the sinuous movements tempting enough to make me explode.
“You feel like sin,” I groaned. “So fucking good, gorgeous.”
August sucked a little harder at the praise, and I ran my fingers through his hair again, slowly pumping my cock inside all that decadent heat. His ass probably felt even better. My head swirled, and lust thumped at a steady beat inside me. Those ample, round cheeks, his long legs, messy hair. He’d look so stunning bent over and fucked.
I swallowed hard, my throat dry. Damn. Blistering desire rode me as I lost myself in the motions, thrusting in over and over. He returned the fervor, sucking my cock with desperation, as if he was close too. His arm shuttled faster, and he let out another moan around my length. My balls were so heavy, so full, I was going to burst. The tense thread in me pulled as taut as it could get, and the need for release had grown unbearable. Each bob of his head brought me closer, closer, closer.
August’s gorgeous eyes fluttered open, and his moan was longer, louder, this time. The vibrations rolled right through me, and that was all it took.
“Fuck,” I gasped as I came.
My balls drew up, and cum shot down his throat as my muscles tensed in pure ecstasy. My head tilted back, and I soared on the bliss that carried me higher and higher. My mind emptied, and I surrendered to the pleasure pouring into my veins. Everything relaxed as the endorphins took over, giving me the relief I’d been chasing.
August continued to suck on my cock, even as it began to deflate, and god, I never wanted to leave. I carded my fingers through his hair again and again as he sucked at my flaccid cock, as if he needed it in his mouth still. Lust shot through me at the idea of having his mouth on me as we drifted to sleep. Another fantasy to store in my spank bank.
I returned to reality, to the crash of the ocean near us, to the brisk salt breezes caressing our bare skin, to the shadowed silhouettes of the few walking the other side of the beach.
As much as I wanted to spend the night here, letting August suck my length, we needed to go.
Still, I carded my fingers through his hair a few minutes longer. He rested his cheek against the inside of my thigh as he continued to cockwarm me. I’d never had a guy do that before, and hell, I didn’trealize how much I’d love it. If August was mine… Fuck, I’d fill his holes as often as humanly possible.
My chest squeezed tight with want. Right, that way lay madness.
Reality settled in a little more, cutting through the hazy satisfaction that lingered around both of us. I drew my cock from his mouth, even though he chased it the slightest bit. Damn. He was fucking perfect.
