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He pulled back and whispered, “What is it about you, Beau?” His eyes were deep, inquisitive pools of blue, and the bewilderment in his voice matched that in my heart. I had no answer for him; I didn’t know why he was even interested in me, and apparently he didn’t either.

But I really didn’t want to question it, because Lea had become someone special to me, and I wanted to ride this wave as long as it was moving. I knew at some point, it would break, and Lea would move on. But before then, I needed to explore every facet of what this was.

Lea was still looking down at me with a baffled expression tinged with affection, so I brought a hand up and ran my fingers along one delicate cheekbone. He snatched my hand and brought my fingers to his mouth, nipping at them and making me laugh. When he grinned at me, my heart thudded hard against my rib cage. Lea was absolutely stunning as the morning light played across his face and in his hair. It lit up his eyes and made him radiant.

All the breath whooshed out of me, and I whispered, “Beautiful.”

Lea’s smile slowly faded, and then he kissed me, rough and needy. I tried to give him the same, tried to keep up. He wasnipping and sucking and sliding his tongue against mine, moaning into my mouth as his fingers threaded through my hair and tugged. I moved my hands down to his ass and squeezed, making him moan even louder as he started rutting into me.

My dick was hard as steel again, and Lea’s erection slid along mine as he moved faster and faster against me. I tried to meet his frantic thrusts, tried to kiss him back as an overwhelming need coursed through me like lightning, a jolting current of red-hot arousal that had me falling over the edge as soon as Lea whimpered my name.

He moaned so loudly that I was pretty sure the whole neighborhood would hear. His cum slicked my cock and I came in an instant. My toes curled against the sheets and I threw one arm around Lea’s hips, thrusting up as I pressed him down harder into me. I stopped breathing as pure ecstasy exploded through my entire body, my vision spotting as Lea’s fingers tugged relentlessly on my hair.

“Fuck,” he panted into my mouth, still rolling into me, slower now. “Holy fuck.” He stared down at me in awe for a moment, chest heaving and ragged breaths puffing against my lips. Then he let his head drop into the crook of my neck. “Beau,” he murmured, his lips vibrating against my skin and sending a wave of goosebumps down my arms. “Let’s do that again soon. Real soon.”

I laughed beneath him, stroking my hands up his back and palming the nape of his neck. He hummed in contentment, wrapping his arms over my head. “Anytime you want,” I said.

Because I would give him any part of myself, if he only asked.

19

LEA

Anytime you want.

I kept my face buried in his neck and let his words sink into me.

If it were up to me, that would be every second of every minute of every hour of every day. I was starting to think I wouldn’t ever get tired of Beau, and that should have terrified me. I should be running away from these kinds of feelings.

But I wasn’t. I wasn’t afraid and I wasn’t running anywhere.

I kept seeking him out, needing more and more of what he had to offer. Every time he touched me or looked at me like he couldn’t believe I was real, like I was some kind of god or angel, the world narrowed down to him and only him.

I hadn’t lasted more than an hour out on that couch after I’d lied my dickish asshole ass off. And while I had no fucking clue what I was doing with Beau, all I knew was that once I’d laid down on the couch, I couldn’t get his anguished expression out of my mind.

God, I never wanted to hurt him like that again. It was unbearable, how crushed he’d looked. I’d almost said ‘fuck this’ right then and there—and I should have. Because Icouldn’t stop thinking about how every word out of my mouth had been a miserable, cowardly lie. Couldn’t find any valid reasoning that would justify lying to him like that. Hurting him like that.

When I told him he would find someone as lovely as he was, I’d wanted to throw up. I didn’t want him to be with anyone else. I didn’t know how to explain any of this craziness, but I couldn’t deny the simple fact that I wanted him all for myself.

But…this was where I was the most selfish prick on the planet. I didn’t want a relationship with him. I didn’t want that withanyone. Too much was at risk, and I wasn’t ready to put myself out there like that again. But I truly liked him as a person. He made me feel comfortable. Content. I liked teasing him, liked making him blush—fuck, Ireallyliked making him blush.

I wanted everything he had to offer. His blushes, his sweetness, his innocence. His deep voice and his kind words. His cock in my mouth. Inside me. His company. I just wanted to be with him. And as much as it scared me, I couldn’t stop myself from gravitating toward him. So for now, I was just going with it.

It was exhilarating that I was the one helping him discover what he liked. I was the only one who’d ever heard his soft sighs and desperate whimpers. I loved the way his breath hitched when I touched the right spot. How he watched me with an intensity that only made my dick harder.

Fuck, he was addicting.

“Where in California are you from?”

Beau’s quiet question had me lifting my head. His eyes immediately fixed to mine and his lips were curved in a soft smile. He was adorable.

“Crescent Lake. It’s near Oregon. Right on the water.”

“What made you come here?”

I shifted down a little so I could cross my arms on his chest and prop my chin on my hands. “I wanted something different. Got into the University of Delaware and decided to go there, then met your brother and Riley and Monroe and they kinda became my second family. We all wanted to stay together after graduating, live near the water, so we chose Blue Harbor. I love it here.”

“You don’t miss your family? Or your hometown?”