Rein
Red-hot pleasure shoots through me as Beau works his talented tongue all over my hole, his beard grazing the insides of my thighs.
To be honest, I didn't think he'd have any gas left in the tank after last night. But I was wrong. Very wrong. He's made me come twice already this morning, and he's still feasting on my ass in a way I'm already addicted to. Who knew getting rimmed could be this good?
But as good as it is, it's only my second favorite thing that we did last night.
"Want you inside," I breathe out, glancing over my shoulder.
He makes out with my hole a while longer, ending with a long slurp as he lifts his head, his eyes fiery, unguarded, possessed.
He doesn't say a word, just grunts like a feral ape, wipes his glazed mouth with the back of his hands, spits into his palm to lube up his dick, and lines up against my body. Good thing I'm loose from last night, but it's still a burn as his massive cock plugs my hole.
Note to self: throw away the dildo I bought on the second I get back home. Now that I've experienced the real thing, there's no way anything less will satisfy me.
"You like that?" Beau grunts from behind, fucking into me doggy style, his hand landing in my hair and tugging on it, exerting just the right amount of dominance.
"Shit, yeah."
I never understood the power of submission, of letting someone inside your body, and what it does to you. I feel intoxicated.
And the fact that it's Beau, and it will only ever be Beau who I share myself this way with? It takes it to a whole other level. I'm shooting through the galaxy at light speed and yet I've never felt more grounded, more in my body, more connected to what's happening than I do right now.
"Come in me again," I pant needily as I reach down, grab my dick, and start jerking off furiously.
"You like it when I do, huh?" Beau grunts.
I grunt my yes back, incapable of words as a wave of pleasure erupts. I jerk myself off faster and rougher and ride the crest until I collapse in a heap on the cum-stained sheets.
But I don't entirely collapse. I keep my ass in the air so Beau can finish inside me.
He's rocking and grunting, and when he lets out a hiss, a second later, I feel his warm seed buried deep in my channel.
And now I collapse.
We're sitting out on Beau's creaky front porch that's long overdue some love, coffee mugs in hand, wearing bathrobes, at ten a.m. on a Thursday, and what sort of a dream is this?
Except, it's not a dream. It's real.
It's our real.
Our new life where we're reunited and together, professionally as well as personally.
I'm thrilled to be starting a new football team with Beau, but now that it's sunk in, so has the reality of allllll the work we have to do to make it happen.
I don't have it in me to think about all the plans and logistics right now though.
We're both hard workers, and I am sure we'll find a way to make it work.
Right now, I just want to bask in the beauty of this moment.
"What are you thinking about?" Beau asks, taking a sip.
"Everything," I answer, and I can’t help smiling when the morning light hits his face.
I don't know if it's because we've been physically intimate or some other reason, but it's like a mask has been peeled away, and I'm seeing more of the old Beau now.
Pretty soon, I hope to have a psychic connection to his eyes again.
He takes another sip of his coffee, his warm, brown eyes not leaving me. "Everything, huh?"
I smile and breathe in that after-rain smell—wet leaves, cool air, and a hint of woodsmoke from somewhere down the street. "I want us to be how we were before, you know? Beau and Rein."
He gives me a small, unreadable smile then looks away, his head turning up toward the partly sunny, partly cloudy sky. "I don't think it's good to go back. I think we should move forward."
"Well, okay, yeah. Especially after last night. And this morning."
His smile grows, but I get the weird feeling it's not because of what I just said. He's spaced out, looking up at something in the sky. I follow his gaze.
"Look at that." He points up, and I see it. "A rain…bow. Rein and Beau," he repeats, this time using our names.
"I love that."
"It's a new beginning," he says, bringing his gaze back to me. "I'm so excited for our new life together. I love you, Rein."
"And I love you, Beau."