Staring down at Ethan, Beau smiled. Hell, his entire body smiled from just looking at him. “I love you,” he whispered.
Ethan’s slow grin made Beau’s heart do a somersault.
“I love you.”
“And I love torturing you,” Beau tacked on, laughing as Ethan pulled at his restraints.
Beau reached down between them, wrapping his fist around both of their cocks and stroking slowly as they brushed against one another.
“Oh, fuck,” Ethan moaned. “That feels good.”
Damn right it did. Too good actually. So much so, Beau had to stop, or he risked turning their wedding night into a sprint, rather than a marathon.
Pressing his lips to Ethan’s once more, Beau inhaled him before pulling back slightly and staring down into dazed blue-gray eyes.
“I want to taste you,” Ethan said softly.
Beau wasn’t sure whether that was a good idea or not because he was hanging by a thread as it was, but he couldn’t say no. Moving around to Ethan’s side, Beau knelt on the right side of his head before bending his knee and planting his foot on the other side of him.
Ethan took him entirely by surprise when he lifted his head and sucked Beau’s balls right into his mouth. He actually cried out from the pleasure of it. For brutally long seconds, Ethan didn’t let up, and Beau prayed he’d have the willpower to hang on.
Forcing Ethan to release him, he gripped his cock and fed it into Ethan’s mouth, watching as soft lips wrapped around his shaft. Ok, this wasn’t any better because Ethan was slowly driving him insane with need.
Tightening his grip on the base of his cock, Beau fought back the urge, enjoying the glorious suction, the wet heat. When he was driving his cock into Ethan’s mouth faster, Beau knew he had to stop.
Ethan’s feigned look of disappointment when Beau pulled his cock free of his mouth made Beau laugh. Realigning their bodies, he pressed his chest against Ethan’s and then crushed his mouth down on his. The kiss escalated to mind-blowing levels within seconds, but Beau didn’t let up. He loved kissing this man. He could spend hours just kissing him, drawing in the sensual moans, reveling in the strong thrust of Ethan’s tongue. It was so much more than just a mere kiss.
When they finally came up for air long minutes later, Beau reached for the lube sitting on the nightstand. He filled his palm as he stared down at Ethan, admiring him. Savoring just how appealing Ethan looked restrained to their bed, laid out for Beau’s pleasure.
“Need you,” Ethan groaned, his hips bucking up off of the bed.
“You’ve got me,” Beau assured him, getting into position between Ethan’s legs, forcing them farther apart.
Beau coated two fingers with lube and then trailed them down Ethan’s thick shaft, over his balls and then lower before easing them slowly into Ethan’s ass. He wasn’t being gentle for the sake of being gentle. No, Beau was purposely teasing Ethan, wanting to have him hovering on the edge for as long as possible.
Once his fingers were deep inside of him, Beau twisted them, pulled them out, pressed them back in and then aimed for Ethan’s prostate.
“Oh, fuck,” Ethan yelled, his hips pumping up off of the bed.
“Do you like that?” Beau asked wickedly.
“So fucking much,” Ethan said, his eyes closed, his neck flexed as he arched into the mattress.
Beau continued the sensual torture while he stroked his own cock, lubing himself so he could easily slide inside of Ethan.
“Oh, fuck!” Ethan growled, and Beau stilled his fingers.
Ok, enough with the teasing, it was time to get down to business.
Beau guided his throbbing cock to the snug entrance of Ethan’s body and pushed inside, breaching the tight ring of muscles easily and then sliding in deep. Placing his hands behind Ethan’s knees, he forced his legs back as he watched where their bodies were joined.
It wasn’t long before Beau was sweating, the incredible friction, the tenacious pull of Ethan’s body driving him higher, forcing him closer and closer to the edge until he was nearly blinded by the pleasure. Dropping one of Ethan’s legs, Beau gripped Ethan’s cock, stroking firmly as he continued to thrust in deeper, harder, faster, watching Ethan’s face closely. Their eyes met, locked, and it was that instant connection, the love he saw in Ethan’s eyes that sent him right over the edge.
“Come for me,” Beau pleaded as his orgasm leveled him, stroking Ethan faster until his cock was pulsing, his cum spewing into Beau’s hand, over Ethan’s stomach.
“Let me loose,” Ethan pleaded, his voice but a mere whisper.
Beau pulled out of Ethan and then went to work releasing the flimsy Velcro on the restraints. Once Ethan was free, he grabbed Beau, pulling him down on top of him, pressing his scorching hot lips against his in a kiss that was powerful enough to make Beau crazy with lust once again.