Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 85157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
It was rushed after that as we tugged at each other’s clothes, throwing them around the room. I gasped when I had him naked, at the large bandage on his right pec, and yeah, maybe also because Beau naked was a beautiful thing.
“I’m fine,” he said again. “Something hit me, is all.” Then he was kissing his way down my body, nuzzling my heavy balls, rubbing his scruff against my sensitive dick, kissing and licking me.
“If my cock goes in your mouth, I’m blowing my load. I can tell you that right now.”
“I’m that good, huh?” he teased.
“How did you become the cocky one?”
“Just love your dick.” He licked it from base to head, and I literally almost fucking died.
“You’ll love it in your ass too. Christ, I want inside you something fierce.”
Beau rolled off me, onto his back, and spread his legs. “Then I guess you better come and get me.”
Well…when he put it like that…
My hands trembled as I reached over and grabbed the lube and a condom from the drawer. I’d ordered them online, hoping this moment would be coming soon. I clicked on the bedside lamp, which bathed the room in a soft light. I knelt between Beau’s muscular, spread thighs.
“You’re really going to let me in there?” I brushed a finger over his tight ring of muscle.
“I’m going to fucking love you in there.”
My dick spurted against my stomach. Fuck, he was so damn sexy. I’d never been turned on the way Beau got me going. “I guess you’re right. I am pretty good at this.”
“Stop stalling, Ash. Lemme feel you. It’s been a while for me, so you’re gonna have to do some stretching first.”
After tossing the condom on the bed, I pumped lube onto my fingers. Beau held himself open for me, waiting for me, and fuck, I couldn’t wait to give it to him.
It wasn’t the first time I fingered him; still, I reveled in how tight he was, how fucking hot.
“You can give me two fingers. I fucking want it.”
“You’re killing me, Campbell.” I pushed two fingers inside, and we let out heavy breaths in unison. I pushed my fingers in, played with his prostate the way he’d taught me to do. I was learning his body through his instruction, and though part of me was insecure because of that, the other part fucking loved it. This was something special between Beau and me that I’d never have with anyone else.
He pushed against me, rode my fingers. I was in awe of his pleasure, the fact that he could take part of me inside him, own it, claim it, fucking love it.
“If you don’t get inside me soon, I think I might die.”
That was enough encouragement for me.
I ripped open the condom wrapper and rolled it down my length. I lubed up my cock just as Beau rolled over. He was sort of on his side and stomach, his top leg bent and his bottom straight, giving me access to his ass. Kneeling with one leg behind him and one between his, I angled my cock toward him. “Fuck, I can’t believe this is happening.” None of it…Beau…me…Beau and I together.
I pushed between his cheeks, watched as my crown breached his rim. “Fuck…oh fuck…” He was tight…so fucking tight and hot, and holy shit, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Off his body opening up and taking me inside. “Goddamn it…you’re so fucking sexy, Campbell.” His hole spread as I pushed farther and farther inside. His body fit me like a glove, like he was made for me.
“More. You feel so good. Give me more, Ash.”
We were both trembling, both sweating as I worked my way inside. When I was buried inside him, my eyes rolled back. I couldn’t move. I knew if I did, I’d blow my load. “I can’t believe I’m inside you.” It felt like everything had led up to this moment, since that kiss on the dock, maybe even before. They’d all been stepping stones to get me here, to get us here.
He used his top arm to pull me down, to kiss me until I couldn’t fucking breathe. When I pulled away, he asked, “Are you fucking me or not?”
I was. I so fucking was. Pushing up onto my knees again, I used my hand to spread his cheeks, watched his body let me go as I pulled out, accept me as I shoved inside him again. I took him slow, nearly fucking died in the process, but I wanted this to last.
His nails dug into my arm, and I suddenly wanted to kiss the smiley-face scar on his arm. It was a silly thing to think in that moment, but I couldn’t help it.
My body felt alive, nerve endings going crazy, sparking wildfires through every inch of me. Beau begged for more, made sexy sounds in the back of his throat every time I slammed home.