Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 107673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Fuck, my only focus was to hold my orgasm as long as I could. He made it damned hard as his hips began to piston, the slap of our bodies coming together thrilled me and became the only sounds reverberating through my hazy brain. His head dropped forward, his hair falling into his face. His powerful arms caged me in as velvet steel drove relentlessly into my ass… How did he manage to rub against my gland so decadently, coaxing me closer and closer to the edge with every thrust?
“Beau…I can barely hang on.” Saying the words aloud gave me strength to end my agony. My legs wrapped around Beau’s waist. The heels of my feet dug into his back, pushing his body down closer to mine. Our gazes connected and locked. Beau supported his body’s weight with his elbows planted on the mattress. The stacked muscles in his arms flexed and tensed. I traced my fingers across his chest, gently teasing his nipples. “Kiss me.”
He sunk lower on the bed to meet me; agony held in his face. My guy was trying to make this good for me. I thrust my tongue into his mouth in the same rhythm of his undulating hips. His taste was my brand of addiction.
The suction I had on his mouth popped free, the air turning thick and heavy with our pants coming in short bursts. My hands skimmed his body, desperately needing some sort of balance. I was completely lost to Beau. His hips turned wild, maddening, bucking in and out of me, making me crazy. Fire licked at my balls. The churning of my orgasm was no longer tamable. The breathtaking friction we created drove me to my end.
“Now, Beau, now.” My body thrashed against his. No amount of willpower would stave off my release. I fisted the bedspread. My bottom lip crushed between my teeth. Sweat dampened my skin and hair.
“I love you. I do.” Beau’s words were both haggard and harsh. His big hand found its way between our bodies, circling my cock.
I’d respond as soon as I could think of how to form those three words. Every nerve ending in my body centered into my dick where Beau picked me up and began to stroke. Oh, there it was, our perfect harmony. That was all it took as I rode into oblivion.
Beau let out a guttural cry as his body reared back and his hips bucked feverishly into me. We came together, mine splattering on to my belly. His release had my ass clenching, coaxing every bit of come out of him. So damned good.
His body spasmed, trembling uncontrollably while he tumbled down on top of me. My muscles contracted, my toes curling under the force of his weight. I was a man in love, so much love.
We lay entwined, limbs tangled in each other’s hold. As Beau’s body relaxed and his cock slipped from me, I experienced a surge of energy. For the first time in a long time, my thoughts quieted and calmed. Only he and I existed in a moment of pure peace. What an enchanting journey we’d been on.
I struggled to move Beau off me. He was incredibly heavy. The more I tried, the more he circled his arms around me, keeping me in place.
“Stop wigglin’ around,” he said, all raw and raspy.
“I can’t breathe,” I responded with a surprising amount of gusto for a man currently suffocating.
Beau gave in, flopping to his back on the bed but bringing me along with him. He positioned my body over his. “Snuggle with me and give me a kiss,” he whispered. His purpose filled lips pressed against my skin.
“I need a quick shower,” I mumbled, running my fingers through his hair.
“No, stay here. I wanna do it again.”
“Let me get cleaned up. Then I’ll clean you. We’ll be ready to go again,” I replied and gently pulled away, mindful of where my elbows and knees might land. His attention lingered on me as I stood in front of him.
“You’re ruinin’ it,” Beau murmured. I didn’t believe it. He appreciated what he saw, but while I was buzzing with energy, Beau was the exact opposite. He was clearly ready for a nap.
“You’re going to have to bottom. It feels too amazing to let you miss out,” I said, very much appreciating the view before my eyes. “Come shower with me,” I urged, noting the jeans-covered boot still attached to his foot.
“Okay. Someday.” His words were lost to a long yawn. “You know you’re perfect, right?” His heavy palm patted the mattress beside him. “Come back to bed. We’ll clean up later.”
I shook my head and started for the bathroom. Maybe ten seconds passed before Beau was on my heels.
“Fuck,” he said. I knew those jeans were going to be a problem where they completely encased the boots. My happiness bubbled out as I turned on the shower faucet.