His breathy words bolstered my confidence, shredding thelast of my nerves, and I found a steady rhythm, moving with Lea’s backward thrusts, listening to the squelch of the lube as I pumped my fingers in and out of his clenching hole. Lea’s balls bounced against my wrist, his cock hard and heavy as it hung between his legs.
Fuck. If this was how good it felt with just my fingers, I thought I’d actually die once I got my dick inside him.
I reached between his legs and stroked him, trying to match the rhythm of my fingers.
Without warning, Lea turned around, tugging at my shorts and dragging them down with my boxers and tossing them over the end of the bed.
“I can’t wait anymore,” he said, snatching the condom up, tearing it open, and rolling it expertly onto my cock. The lube came next; he drizzled it in his hand and then wrapped his fingers around my shaft, making me groan as I watched him spread it up and down.
The pressure was amazing. He kept squeezing and pumping, squeezing and pumping, and when he inched up and positioned himself right over my cock, I slid my hands up his thighs.
I jolted when my crown rubbed against the soft globes of his ass. Lea planted a hand on my chest as he stared down at me. “You look so good, Beau,” he said, his breaths short, his chest heaving. “Fuck, you’re like a dream come true. Are you sure you want to be doing this? With me?” He searched my eyes, and the uncertainty in his own had me cupping his face in my palms.
“There’s no one else,” I said softly. He was it.
“Yeah,” he panted, blue eyes darting between mine. “Yeah. Good.” He kissed me hard, then rubbed his cheek against mine. “My good boy. All mine.”
My stomach swooped at those words and the affectionate way he was nuzzling me. To be called his…
He leaned back and reached behind him to grab onto my cock, rubbing it up and down his crease, then widened his legs. My hands went to his thighs, anticipation making me feel like I was choking.
Lea’s eyes were glued to mine as he positioned me right at his entrance, his cheeks flushed, lips parted, pupils dilated.
He was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen, and for right now, he was mine.
He sank down onto my cock, and at the first feel of how hot and soft he was, a sound that was somewhere between a whimper and a moan started pouring from my lips. It wouldn’t stop, and the flashes of light behind my eyes were nothing compared to the intense bursts of spine-tingling ecstasy that pulsed through me. I grunted when Lea had taken every inch of me and began a slow grind with me fully inside him.
“Oh, god,” he moaned, his hands clutching my pecs. He fell forward and wrapped his arms around my head, pressing his lips to mine as he continued to roll his hips in expert movements that kept sending overwhelming waves of pleasure through me. “Fuck,” he rasped. “Baby.”
I grabbed onto Lea, sliding my hands up his back, then down to cup his ass to feel him grinding against me. I was thrusting back, trying to match his rhythm, but I was so lost in this haze of pleasure he’d created that I could barely function. Lea raised himself to his elbows, staring down at me, then started to slide himself up and down my cock in a way that had my vision blurring and ecstasy pumping through me.
“Does that feel good, baby?” Lea murmured. “Tell me how good I’m making you feel, Beau. I need to know.”
I was panting and moaning, unable to say anything, my shaking fingers flexing on his ass.
“Tell me, sugar. You like that? You like it when I ride you like this? You want it faster?”
“Oh my god,” I choked out. “Yes—Lea, I?—”
He fucked himself on me faster and faster, these small sounds coming from the back of his throat that made the pressure build until I was helpless to do anything but ride the wave as the most incredible orgasm I’d ever had hit me like a wrecking ball.
My eyes rolled back in my head as my entire body tensed up, my fingers squeezing his ass as he cursed and reached between us to pump himself once, twice, and then Lea’s ass was clenching around my spasming dick as hot spurts of his cum hit my chest, elongating my orgasm, and I climbed even higher than before.
Lea’s lips were slick against mine as he moaned into my mouth, sparks snapped and fizzed behind my eyelids, my throat constricted as a sensual fire consumed me, and then…
21
LEA
“Fuck, baby.” I panted against Beau’s lips, aftershocks still rippling through me. “Holy fuck.” His arms slid from my waist and his entire body went slack beneath mine, and I stilled.
Every bit of pleasure that had just been pumping through me drained as quickly as the blood from my face when I realized something was wrong.
“Beau…?” I put my hands beside his head and pushed myself up. My heart jolted in my chest at the sight of him; his eyes were closed, his lips parted, and he wasn’t moving. What the fuck? What thefuck?
“Beau!” I cried, pressing my shaking fingers against the pulse at his throat. I could feel it, strong and steady, and his chest was moving…what the fuck happened?
“Hey, Beau—baby, wake up,” I said, voice trembling as I tried to shake him awake.