“Are you hungry?” Ethan asked, stopping halfway across the room.
“As a matter of fact…” Beau answered, and then all but tackled Ethan to the bed.
In a heap of arms and legs, Beau sought Ethan’s kiss, unable to get enough of the man as they lay skin to skin, this time Beau coming down over Ethan.
At this rate, Beau wasn’t sure they’d ever make it anywhere outside of Ethan’s bedroom.
And he damn sure wasn’t complaining.
Chapter Seventeen
Ethan didn’t know whether it was the shower, Beau’s skilled ministrations, or just the fact that he was eager to slide his cock into Beau’s ass again, but he was ready to go again.
Now.
And there was an aggressive undertone to his need at this point.
With Beau’s weight pushing him into the mattress, Ethan took his kiss, his hands seeking the taut plains of Beau’s back, the firm curves of his ass. He needed more. A lot more.
He needed total submission.
Breaking the kiss, Ethan slid his finger into Beau’s mouth as he stared intently into his eyes. “Suck it.” It wasn’t a request, it was a demand and the need was building faster, stronger.
Beau sucked his finger forcefully into his mouth, his lids lowering as his tongue curled around it. Ethan indulged only seconds before he pulled his finger from between Beau’s lips and then adjusted so that he could reach around between Beau’s firm ass cheeks, sliding the slippery digit inside.
“Fuck yes,” Beau moaned.
“Like that? Like when I shove my finger in your ass?”
Ethan had no idea what was spurring the aggressive hunger, but he had the sudden urge to take Beau like an animal. Could’ve been because he’d exhausted his emotions earlier and the only thing left was a driving hunger.
Whatever it was, he couldn’t hold back.
Beau didn’t answer, but his growl of pleasure spurred Ethan on. Using his lower body, Ethan pushed Beau off of him, dislodging his finger from Beau’s ass as he went to retrieve another condom and the lube.
“On your hands and knees,” Ethan demanded and he divided his attention between rolling the latex over his throbbing dick and watching Beau climb on all fours.
“Fucking hot,” he mumbled. After lathering his dick with lube, Ethan climbed on the bed behind Beau, his cock in his hand as he prodded Beau’s asshole.
“I’m not going to be gentle this time,” Ethan growled.
“Don’t want gentle,” Beau answered, thrusting his hips back and practically impaling himself on Ethan’s dick.
“Awww, God,” Ethan groaned as the blistering heat of Beau’s ass engulfed him. “So fucking tight.”
Another ravenous growl erupted from Beau as he shoved back against him. Ethan tried to grip his hips, but at the moment, he was no match for Beau’s unbridled strength.
“Fuck me,” Beau groaned. “Hard and deep.”
Gripping Beau’s hips, Ethan slammed into him, halting his movements when he was lodged to the hilt. “Like that?”
“Harder.”
Ethan retreated slowly and slammed home again.
“Fuck yes.” Beau was trying to force himself onto Ethan’s cock, but Ethan refused to let him control this one. He felt as though he was going to fly apart, his need to dominate overwhelming him.
Ethan placed his hand in the center of Beau’s back and forced his chest down to the mattress. “Don’t move,” he demanded.
Once again gripping Beau’s hips, Ethan began pounding inside of him, hard and fast, never relenting as he sought the climax that was just out of reach. The heat of Beau’s ass, the tight pinch of his muscles as he clamped down on his dick were a pleasure Ethan wasn’t sure he’d ever get enough of.
“So damn good,” he moaned, sweat forming on his brow as he slammed into Beau repeatedly, over and over. Fast. Hard.
Ahhh, fuck.
With his orgasm looming in the distance, Ethan leaned forward, sliding his hand into Beau’s hair and pulling his head back, holding him firmly. “Tell me how it feels,” he ordered Beau.
“Fucking good,” Beau groaned through clenched teeth. “Better than anything.”
So obviously Beau liked it a little rough. Not that Ethan would’ve known that from their earlier encounter. Part of him had needed to know that. To know that he wasn’t going to break because with Beau, he felt as though he were going to shatter.
But this he understood. Down and dirty. Fucking.
“Oh, fuck, Beau,” Ethan ground out when that telltale tingle started in the base of his spine. Tightening his grip on Beau’s hair, he pulled hard. “You’re gonna make me come.”