“Turn over,” Beau urged, holding himself up so that Ethan had room to move.
Once Ethan was on his back, Beau settled between his legs again, staring down at his lover. The man was breathtaking. Every move, every sound, every look.
“Inside me. Now.” Ethan’s demand left no room for argument.
Beau shifted, leaning forward and propping himself up with one arm while he positioned his cock at Ethan’s entrance. His muscles tensed in an effort to take things slow.
“Slow, baby,” Ethan crooned and Beau met his gaze, his heart swelling from the term of endearment. Why he had the feeling that Ethan didn’t use that word often, he had no idea. And why it made him feel like he was ten feet tall and bullet proof was beyond him as well.
Pressing the head of his cock against Ethan’s well-lubed asshole, Beau sucked in a sharp breath. “Fuck,” he breathed out heavily. “You’re so tight.”
Ethan’s hands came down to rest on Beau’s thighs, and the contact was so gentle, so caring, he was hard pressed to continue. It took several long seconds before Beau managed to breach the tight ring of muscles, and when he did, he was barely breathing, the tight sheath of Ethan’s body swathing him with molten heat.
“Come here,” Ethan whispered, lifting his arms up and welcoming Beau closer. “I want to feel every part of you against me.”
Beau wanted that too.
When he was hovering above Ethan, their eyes locked together while he began to slowly rock inside of his body, he wasn’t sure he was going to last for more than a few seconds.
“You feel so good,” Ethan groaned, his head tilting back.
Beau pressed his lips to Ethan’s throat and closed his eyes, letting the warmth of his body consume him. Easing his hips forward, Beau slid in as deep as he could before retreating gradually. Repeating the motion over and over until his body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, his bottom lip probably punctured because he’d been biting it in an attempt to hold off his release.
“Tell me that you’ve never done this before,” Ethan said, his hands moving up to cup Beau’s face.
His eyes opened and he met the passionate blue gaze of the most striking man he’d ever known. “I’ve never…”
“Tell me,” Ethan demanded, his voice more urgent. “I need to hear you say it.”
“I’ve never done this before.” And Beau wasn’t just talking about the fact that he’d never slid into the warm depths of a man before. He was speaking on a much deeper level, but he wasn’t going to let Ethan know that. As it was, Beau wasn’t sure how the words came out because he felt like he was floating, hovering in the clouds, watching what was happening from a distant perch but basking in every single glorious sensation. It was the most electrifying feeling in the world to be with this man.
“It’s incredible,” Beau whispered. “So fucking good.”
Ethan gripped his chin, and Beau realized he’d closed his eyes again.
“Look at me.”
Beau fought the urge to let the friction consume him, to take him away. He burrowed deeper, thrusting his hips forward, sliding into Ethan’s white-hot heat until he couldn’t go farther.
“I’ve never known anything like this.”
Beau’s eyes widened. He wouldn’t have been more surprised if Ethan had whispered that he loved him. And he didn’t need to hear the words because the emotion that caused Ethan’s voice to tremble told him everything that words couldn’t.
He swallowed hard, unable to speak because he knew if he opened his mouth, he would say those words. He would scare Ethan to the point of retreat and right then and there, Beau wanted this moment to last for eternity.
“Harder, baby,” Ethan groaned, his hands sliding down his back to grip his ass.
Beau’s hips bucked, driving him in hard. Ethan maintained eye contact as Beau let himself go, trying to go slow at first. He was buried in Ethan’s ass, and he was so overwhelmed that he wasn’t sure how he managed to hang on to that last remnant of his control because the urge to pound into him began to intensify.
As though Ethan knew exactly what he wanted, he lifted his knees, raising them closer to his chest, which sent Beau in deeper.
“Oh, fuck. You feel too damn good. Fuck me, Beau. Fuck me hard.”
Beau hesitated only briefly before he pushed up, gripping Ethan’s knees as he began to grind his dick into the scalding hot recesses of Ethan’s body. Faster. Harder. Deeper. Before he knew it, he was pounding into Ethan, reveling in his sensual moans and the way his hands were once again gripping his thighs.