Once inside, Beau dropped his bag and filled his hands with hot, delicious male. As he backed Ethan up against the door, he resumed his position at his mouth, devouring him and making up for the last three hours of lost time.
“In a hurry?” Ethan asked, kissing him back and working his hands up underneath Beau’s shirt.
“Yes,” he answered, nipping Ethan’s bottom lip.
Ethan pulled back slightly, lifting Beau’s shirt up and off. Beau returned the favor, discarding Ethan’s shirt somewhere across the room before pressing against him, skin to skin. He groaned, unable to help himself. He loved the feel of Ethan beneath him, the heat of his skin warming him from head to toe.
Ethan somehow managed to flip their positions until Beau was backed up against the door, but their mouths remained fused together, tongues dueling, hands groping.
“E,” Beau warned, unsure how much of this he could actually handle before his brain blew out through the top of his head. He was that worked up, his dick like a steel beam behind his zipper.
“I’ve got you,” Ethan said softly, his sexy voice thundering beneath his skin.
Beau wrapped his arms around Ethan, both of them holding one another as close as they could get as they moved across the small room toward the bed. Ethan pulled away and in a tangle of arms and legs, they managed to rid themselves of their remaining clothes before landing in a heap on the spacious king-sized bed together.
Soaking Ethan’s warmth into his fingertips, Beau roamed his body with his hands, feeling the well-defined muscles beneath his taut, smooth skin, wondering if he’d ever get enough of this man. Their movements were hurried, like they’d been apart for days and not just confined to a small space which had restricted their movements for the last three hours.
Ethan chuckled and then moved off of the bed, leaving Beau staring after him, confusion taking over. That was until Ethan made his way around the bed to where Beau’s head was resting on the edge of the mattress. Before Ethan could do what he probably had in mind, Beau pushed himself so that his head hung over the edge, and he grabbed Ethan’s cock and fed it directly into his mouth.
“Sonuvabitch,” Ethan groaned, his hands clamping down on Beau’s chest, his fingers digging into the muscle. “Oh, fuck yes. Suck me.”
And that’s exactly what Beau did with renewed intent, paying Ethan back for the torment in the truck.
Chapter Twenty Nine
Ethan ground his molars together in an effort to keep from coming down Beau’s throat as the man worked his dick furiously in his mouth. It had been a sneak attack really, one that Ethan absolutely loved, but a sneaky move on Beau’s part nonetheless.
As he stood at the edge of the bed, Beau’s hand kneading his balls and making him gasp for air while gripping his cock and sliding it in and out of his mouth, Ethan was contemplating his next move. He wanted to crawl over Beau so he could wrap his lips around Beau’s cock, but he couldn’t move. He was momentarily trapped in the most satisfying pleasure he’d known for some time. Well, since the last time they were together anyway.
Beau’s mouth was… Ahhh, hell… fucking perfect.
Widening his stance, he tilted his hips and began thrusting into the glorious heat of Beau’s mouth while gripping his brawny chest for all he was worth.
“So good, baby,” he groaned, unsure how much longer he’d be able to last. Not even sure he wanted to last. “Keep it up and I’m going to come down your throat.”
Beau seemed content with that because Ethan found himself being held firmly in place when Beau wrapped his sturdy arms around his thighs as he continued to drive his cock past his lips while Beau’s head hung upside down off the bed.
“I’m serious, baby. It feels too damn good.” By now, Ethan could barely speak, but he had to warn Beau because the telltale tingle had started at the base of his spine, which meant he was about to lose it. “Oh, fuck yes. Beau, take me. All of me.” Ramming his cock deeper, he felt the back of Beau’s throat caress the head of his dick and his orgasm ripped through him, making his legs weak as he came with a roar.
Unable to hold himself up when Beau pulled him forward, Ethan tumbled onto the bed on top of him. A few strategic moves and Beau was beneath him, face to face.
How the hell had that happened? Beau handled him like he weighed nothing, and two hundred ten pounds certainly wasn’t nothing.
“I warned you,” Ethan mumbled, his body still lingering with the remnants of that intense climax.
“You did,” Beau agreed with a smile. “Totally worth it.”
Ethan stared down at Beau, admiring that sexy smirk and the deep, rich brown of his eyes. “Thank you.”