Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Within seconds, the kiss turned passion-filled, instantly racing to needy. His rumbled groan tripped up my heart, as he ate my mouth like a delicious meal to a starving man.
We had a lot of making up to do. Beau’s body had always been my wonderland. I pushed back, breaking the kiss to stare at the two steel rods between our bodies. Fast was important, being caught by the local police wouldn’t be good for either one of us, but I had to taste his cock before much more happened. My mouth watered as I reached for his shaft and pressed a kiss against the salty drop of pre-come at his tip. I licked my lips, then took a swipe up his length, preparing to take him into my mouth.
I’d missed Beau’s cock. The feel and weight of him inside my mouth teased every single one of my senses.
Whatever issues I had with my body, all the aches and pains I had dealt with for almost two months, all eased as peace filled the cracks keeping me from healing. On my second pass over his cock, a possessive growl sounded from above. He experienced the same connection; we were again one.
In direct contrast to everything I was feeling, Beau’s hands came to my chin, lifting my mouth off of him.
“Later,” he murmured huskily. Hot flashes of searing amber held me in place. “Spend more time, later.”
My palms caressed and tickled over his muscular belly. “I feel better. Much better. Let’s do this properly,” I said, pressing my lips against his oblique.
“Stay focused,” Beau said. “We can go to bed early tonight, spend the night makin’ up for lost time, but right now, we have to speed this along.” A squirt of lube poured over my cock, his hand spreading the slick down. “Lie down, Dash.”
I tucked my lip between my teeth, needing the soft flesh. I could’ve put up a fight, but my guy was a brick wall in every way, and he was doing this all for me. Beau rolled to the side, reaching for me to join him in the way he wanted. I did what my caveman asked and took my place, my back against the blanket. Beau lifted to straddle me, knees against my torso. He gripped my cock, giving another tug, as he moved on top of me.
“I’m gonna fuck you good later,” Beau murmured, teasing my tip against his hole. “Everything you want, all the things I’ve missed, but not right now. Let me love you. Then let’s go home.”
Anticipation churned in my balls. My guy eased down on top of me, going slow as he adjusted to the size of my cock. The muscles and cords around his neck and shoulders tensed and flexed. His eyelids slid closed. He sat on me, breathing in short, crisp bursts, taking most of me on the first descent. Blinding pleasure arched my back. I fisted my hands in the air as I screwed my eyes shut. Beau surrounded me with scorching heat, burning me from the outside in. He rose to my tip, then came down again, seating fully on top of me.
“Breathe through it, baby.”
Yeah, as soon as I could. “You’re a god,” I whispered, all mouthy and breathless.
He moved his hips with controlled purpose. His strong stomach muscles rolled in fluid ripples, matching the cadence he created. Slow and sensual. I lifted my hips, moving together as one, our bodies perfectly in sync. The pleasure built swiftly when Beau rolled his hips against me.
My body quivered. I tried to follow his rhythm, desperately wanting to meet him push for push. Beau reverently caressed my hips and stomach before grasping and squeezing his hard cock.
“You’re so fucking tight,” I whispered, my hooded gaze barely stayed focused on the beautiful sight before me. I was already barely holding on by a thread. “How do you do it?”
“Let me, Dash,” he groaned when my hips began to piston with his. My breath turned ragged. Beau’s moves became desperate and jerky as he fought for control of his body. Of course I didn’t want this to end. I gripped his cock with both hands, desperately wanting his release to spill inside my hands and over my body. He needed to mark me, stake his claim. Beau clutched my forearms, helping me stay upright.
“Oh yeah.” All of the feelings coasted over me. The deep binding connection kept us together. The oneness had me moving my hips faster against his. My world was a thing of unbridled beauty.
“Right fuckin’ there,” Beau hissed, panting under the exertion. “That’s it. Come with me, baby,” Beau managed through gritted teeth. His head reared back, giving into his own blinding pleasure.
“You…” I managed. The way his ass gripped my cock, milked my orgasm free.
He tumbled forward, landing me on my back. He caught himself on his elbows before crushing my body. Every single movement and sound played in technicolor. The second he slipped from me, I wrapped my arms and legs around his body. A bead of sweat ran the length of Beau’s temple, landing on my cheek with a splash. I wanted our physical connection to last forever.