“Curl your fingers, baby. Up. Yeah,yes, just a little more…”
“Like this?” he said hoarsely. When Beau hit my prostate, Ipractically smacked him in the nose with my forehead as my entire body jerked from the sudden rapturous pressure.
“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck…yes,yes,” I moaned as he kept sliding his fingers over my prostate. Fuck, I couldn’t even think anymore, all I could do was feel, and all I wanted to feel was…
“Beau,” I panted. “Beau, I need you. Now.”
He pulled his hand away and settled himself between my legs, not wasting a second. I wrapped my ankles around him, my feet resting on the curves of his ass.
“Lea—” he started, propped on one elbow, his face inches from mine as he reached down to his cock. “I?—”
“What?” I said, bringing my hands to his face. “What is it?”
There was doubt in his eyes again, and I didn’t want that for him. “What if I—I’m not any good?”
I brushed my thumb under his left eye and whispered, “There’s no such thing with you. Remember what I said? I find everything about you attractive. Everything. Because it’syou. Now fuck me with that big dick, sweetheart. I want to feel you come inside me.”
Beau groaned and buried his face in my neck, positioning the tip of his cock right at my entrance, pushing into me so slowly and carefully I didn’t think he was even moving at all. “Lea, I?—”
I rolled my hips and pushed down on his ass with my feet, the pressure making him slide inside me. His moan against my skin was low and loud, and then he took over, pushing himself in as far as he could go.
“Fuck, baby,” I murmured into his hair. “I’ve never felt anything as good as you.”
Beau moaned as I moved my hips again, then he was pushing himself up and hovering over me, panting as he stared down at me. I let my hands slide down his sides, then across his back, grazing him lightly with my nails.
“Fuck me, Beau,” I whispered. “I’m all yours.”
A sheen of perspiration glistened over his freckles, a single drop of sweat trailing down the side of his face. I wanted to lick it away. He looked absolutely delectable above me.
Like before, it was as if a switch had been flipped. Beau drew his hips back, pulled himself almost all the way out, and thrust into me so hard it rocked the bed and made me grunt.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Oh, god, yes. Just like that. Do it again.”
He did it again, harder this time, and a heady burst of pleasure speared through me. When he started pumping into me in earnest, my legs tightened against him, and the feel of his cock sliding in and out of me, filling me up so completely, was intoxicating.
Beau grunted with every thrust, then took one of my hands in his, pinned it to the bed beside my head and laced his fingers through mine. He gazed into my eyes, flushed and sweaty as he fucked me, and the most profound feeling of euphoria crashed through me.
“Beau,” I cried, clutching him harder. “Beau, I’m?—”
He reached between us and curled his fingers around my throbbing cock.
All it took was two strokes.
I cried out as the orgasm slammed through me, and then Beau’s lips were on mine. His thrusts quickened, losing rhythm, until he pushed himself in as deep as he could go. I felt the heat of his cum through the condom as my walls clenched around him. He kissed me, whimpering into my mouth, his fingers squeezing mine. When Beau turned his face away and collapsed on top of me, a sharp panic cut through the fog in my mind.
“Beau,” I said, cupping the back of his head as I tensed up. “Hey.”
“Mm,” he moaned, and I exhaled as all my muscles relaxed. Oh thank god, he hadn’t fainted again.
“Beau,” I said, my lips tilting in a small smile.
“Mm.”
“You are so goddamn sexy, babe.”
“Yeah?” he said into my neck. His lips were warm and soft against my skin.
I trailed light fingers down the curve of his spine, uncrossing my feet and letting my legs fall open on either side of him. “Oh, yeah. So damn sexy. I need you to do that to me all the time.”