“I want you to move in with me,” Ethan whispered roughly.
Beau wasn’t sure he could find his voice long enough to answer. And the answer was a resounding yes, but the one syllable word just wouldn’t come forward. So rather than answer, Beau pulled Ethan forward, their bodies colliding as their mouths crashed together.
Ethan forced the kiss to end far too soon, but when their eyes met again, Beau said the only word that suddenly made sense. “Yes.”
“Yes?”
Beau laughed. “Did you think there was ever any other choice?”
This time Ethan instigated the kiss and the room heated several degrees as they stood in Beau’s barren living room, hands groping, tongues dueling, bodies colliding. Thankfully Beau didn’t have much on because he wasn’t sure he could waste time removing his clothes and Ethan’s. And in that instant, nothing else mattered except for getting Ethan naked.
Without restraint, Beau slammed Ethan against the wall, pulling at his shirt, desperately wanting to get them skin to skin. Clearly Ethan was on board with the idea because less than a minute later, they were both naked.
Unwilling to take the time to anything other than touch and taste, Beau dropped to his knees in front of Ethan and sucked him deep into his mouth in one powerful draw of his lips. When Ethan’s fingers twined in his hair, pulling sharply, Beau groaned. He wasn’t sure how much more he could take, but the pain mixed with the intense pleasure nearly had him coming in his own fucking hand.
“Fuck,” Ethan groaned. “Fuck yes. Suck me deeper, Beau.”
Beau did as instructed, letting Ethan fuck his face furiously as he held onto Ethan’s ass, pulling him closer with every driving thrust. The brutal lust racing through him was merging, twisting, uniting into a fireball of emotion that would detonate at any moment and the only thing he wanted to do was lose himself in this man.
“Awww, fuck.”
Beau reveled in Ethan’s harsh moans and desperate pleas as he continued to suck him faster. Harder.
“I’m gonna come in your mouth,” Ethan warned, and Beau doubled his efforts. He wanted more. He wanted everything.
“Is that what you want? Me to come down your throat?” Ethan asked, his voice hoarse with need.
Beau didn’t answer, just used his hand to grip the base of Ethan’s cock, stroking him hard and fast while he let him drive his dick deep in his mouth.
“Fuck yes, baby! Fucking coming!”
Beau swallowed every last drop as Ethan shot into his mouth, while Ethan still latched onto his hair tightly.
When Ethan’s cock was spent, his body relaxing into the wall, Beau made it to his feet. But that’s as far as he got. As soon as he was upright, he was being shoved, stumbling the few feet to the loveseat. After knocking him down onto it, Ethan turned and eased himself into Beau’s lap, facing away from him.
“Fuck me, Beau. Now!”
“Lube,” Beau groaned as he reached around and gripped Ethan’s cock with his fist, wanting to get him hard again.
“No time,” Ethan growled, lifting up as he reached around him.
“Don’t want to hurt you,” Beau told him, although he was so desperate to bury his dick in Ethan’s ass, he could barely contain himself.
Forcing Ethan up so he could rise, Beau darted for the bathroom to retrieve the lube before returning to find Ethan hadn’t moved an inch.
“Lube it,” Ethan insisted as he stared intently back at him.
Beau flipped open the cap and squirted the cool liquid in his hand before stroking his own cock roughly. It was almost too much. The way Ethan’s gaze heated as he watched combined with his own punishing grip nearly had Beau coming before he was ready.
“Now sit down,” Ethan demanded and Beau once again dropped to the couch, but this time he pulled Ethan down with him. He allowed just enough time for Ethan to align his dick with his ass before he was pulling Ethan down harder.
“Fuck!” Ethan growled.
Beau stilled, suddenly worried he’d hurt him.
“Don’t fucking stop,” Ethan moaned, stroking his dick as he began riding Beau’s cock. “Fuck me, Beau. Fuck me hard. Don’t you dare stop until you come in my ass.”
Shit. Beau didn’t think that was going to take long at all, especially when Ethan proceeded to give him a play by play of how it felt to be impaled on Beau’s cock. The man was driving him mad, the lust a raging inferno burning through him, sending him higher, higher still until he couldn’t control himself.
“I’m gonna come, E. Come right in your ass,” Beau informed him as he reached around and gripped Ethan’s cock.