No one else’s.
His skin was flushed a deep crimson, his eyes hooded and glazed as he watched me move over him. The second he’d pressed his lips to mine, it was like a switch had been flipped. A primal, almost feral need to claim and consume sweeping through me.
Beau’s chest was heaving as he lay on the bed like the most precious offering. I crawled over him until I had him beneath me. His eyes were fixed to mine, and just like my fantasies, there was an arousing mix of desire and uncertainty in his dark brown gaze.
I was about to blow that doubt right out of the water and leave him with nothing but pure want.
Bracing my hands on either side of his head, I lowered myself until my mouth was on his in a gentle, reassuring pressof lips. “Do you know how beautiful you are?” I kissed along his jaw until I got to his ear, nipped at the lobe, then sucked it into my mouth. Beau’s hands flew to my waist and gripped me hard as he shuddered beneath me, his breaths shaky. Every reaction only ramped up my own arousal, my cock pulsing painfully, an intense ache I’d never felt before. Not with anyone.
“N-no,” he whispered, his voice breathy and unsteady.
I dragged my tongue down the column of his throat, feeling his fingers flex into my skin, and murmured, “I guess I’ll have to show you.”
I pulled up and sat back until my ass was resting on his cock. His hands slid down to my hips as he watched me nervously, and I couldn’t help rolling my hips. Grinding myself down on his long, thick length. His body tensed as his eyes rolled, his fingers spasming against my hips.
Holy fuck, his reactions were going to make me come.
“Lea,” he said huskily.
I trailed my fingers down his chest. “Just relax and let me make you feel good, babe.” When I got to the hem of his shirt, I dragged it up his chest. “Let’s get this off you, yeah?”
Beau nodded, gaze fixed on my hands. He let me pull it up, then leaned forward so I could get it all the way off. “Mm,” I hummed, flinging the shirt away and staring greedily at all that freckled flesh.
All mine.
I stroked both hands down his chest, along his rib cage, relishing every shudder, every tensing of his muscles, and loving how my hands looked against the sea of light brown spots.
Fuck, he was so damn pretty.
I leaned down and kissed my way up his stomach, nipping lightly, until I got to a nipple. His hands flew to my head at the first touch of my tongue, and when I suckled gently on it, hemoaned, deep and low. The sound went straight to my balls, and I groaned as I made my way to his other nipple.
Beau writhed beneath me, moving restlessly as I used the flat of my tongue to draw out even more sounds from his lips. I suckled on the tight bud while grinding down on his cock, making him cry out.
I wasn’t going to last if I kept teasing him like this. I doubtedhewas going to last, either, and I wanted to get my mouth on him before he came—I wanted to swallow every drop as I watched him come undone for me.
I sat back and lightly pinched the nipple I’d just been sucking on. Beau bucked under me, wrapping his hand around my wrist.
“Too sensitive?”
“Yeah,” he pushed out.
“Does it feel good, though?”
His blush deepened. “Yeah, it—it feels good.”
“Good.” I flattened my hand and rubbed it over his pec, then trailed a finger down his chest, his stomach, past his bellybutton. I dropped my eyes to the waist of his jeans, then crawled back down his legs. “Can I take these off?”
He swallowed visibly, Adam’s apple bobbing, and nodded. His fingers clenched the blanket beneath him in a tight grip, and he watched my hands as they moved to the button.
The clouds of lust parted for a moment, and that was when it occurred to me that this might be Beau’s first time. Doinganything.
I paused and looked up at Beau, momentarily distracted by how gorgeous he was like this—waiting for me to give him everything he needed.
“Beau, is this your first time?” I asked softly.
He shut his eyes and turned his head to the side, raising his hand to run fingers through the soft hair on the top of his head.I splayed my fingers along his rib cage and leaned forward so I could grasp his chin and tilt his head back toward me.
He opened his eyes, and the shame I found there had me cupping his cheeks and pressing my forehead to his. I kissed him, then said, “No one’s ever given me a first like this before. I promise you, Beau, it’ll be good. So fucking good.”