Chapter 18
BEAU
Lea’s hair was tickling my nose when I woke up. I had my entire body wrapped around his sleeping form, and for a moment, I stopped breathing.
He was holding both my hands against his chest, his fingers threaded through mine, and my heart pounded madly against my rib cage.
Was I dreaming? I had to be dreaming, because when I shifted my legs, I could feel that Lea’s were bare. And his chest was bare. Was he naked?
I didn’t want to move, was hardly breathing, too afraid I’d shatter this beautiful dream. I lay there for a long time, trying to be as still as possible as I catalogued every aspect of what this felt like—having Lea in my arms again when I thought I never would.
He was so warm and soft everywhere, and as I subtly pressed my nose against the back of his head and inhaled, that sweet, floral scent clouded my senses and had me closing my eyes in pleasure.
I loved the way he smelled, like roses and spun sugar. It was comforting and relaxing, and as his deep, even breaths fanned across our joined hands, I wished time would stop and I could stay in this moment forever.
But time didn’t stop, and the sunlight streaming through the open window started getting brighter. Birds chirped loudly, seagulls called out to each other, and the sounds of quiet conversation drifted up to us.
Lea stirred with a small moan, his fingers flexing around mine.
“Beau?” he rasped sleepily.
Was this it? Would he pull away now, admit he’d only come in here because the couch wasn’t comfortable enough? Had that been what happened? Had I gravitated toward him in sleep, and he’d unknowingly let me?
Anxiety that this would be the last time I ever touched him like this began threading through my veins, zipping along my nerves. “Y-yeah?”
But Lea didn’t pull away. No, he nestled back into me, pressing his ass against my aching cock and rolling his hips in a way that shot a pulsing, heady throb of pure ecstasy through my groin.
My breath hitched on a surprised moan, and when Lea brought one of our joined hands to his mouth and playfully nipped at my fingers, I gasped as my hips jerked against him, seeking his plush warmth.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he murmured. “So damn good.”
I swallowed thickly, still wondering if I was dreaming. “Lea, w-what…” But I couldn’t finish my sentence, could barely think at all because Lea was still moving against me in a rhythmic, sensual way that stole every thought from my head.
He turned, sliding his legs over mine and grasping my wrists, pressing them into the pillow on either side of my head. His eyes were hooded with sleep, and yet, they were sharp and intense and oh, god, his lips were curled up in that endearing way that I loved.
“Morning, babe. That’s one way to wake me up.” He settled himself over my lap, his hard cock rubbing against mine through the fabric of his bright pink panties and my boxers, and quickly sucked my lower lip into his mouth.
I couldn’t focus on anything but how he was making me feel, on how hard he was against me, on the satisfied little noises he was making in the back of his throat. But I had to…I needed to ask him what was happening…
Lea kissed his way from my lips, across my jaw, down my throat, stopping to suck on my pulse point. I jerked in his arms, rubbing my cock along his, that delicious throbbing pleasure a wicked current of electricity that was sparking through my entire body.
“Lea,” I gasped. He hummed as he captured my mouth in a gentle, slow, kiss that messed with my mind. I yanked my head back and stared up at him, breathing hard. “I thought—you said—”
Lea sighed and pressed his forehead against mine.
“I’m a dirty, filthy liar, Beau. I’m sorry.
I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t mean any of it.
I can’t stay away from you. I tried, and I couldn’t do it.
I couldn’t even sleep last night because all I could think about was how hurt you looked.
That I’d hurt you like that, and for what?
You weren’t just great, you were fucking amazing.
I can’t get you out of my head, and I can’t even sleep if you’re not wrapped around me.
” He pulled back and pressed soft little kisses along my cheeks, the bridge of my nose, my lips, my jaw as I lay there absolutely stunned. “Can you forgive me? Please, Beau?”
I felt like I could forgive him anything in this moment.
His words burned through me with the best kind of heat, a radiant energy that stirred up all sorts of feelings.
But I was so confused, so unsure, and I needed to be sure because if Lea decided to change his mind again, I didn’t think I could handle it.
“Lea,” I tried again as he licked up my neck and sent shivers down my spine. “Are you sure? About this? B-because—”
He cut me off with a hard kiss that had me moaning into his mouth. When he pulled away, he met my eyes with a penetrating gaze and said, “Yes. Yes, I’m sure. I am so sure that you are the single sweetest person I’ve ever met, and whatever this is, I want it. Okay? I want you. Do you want me?”
I didn’t even hesitate. “Yes,” I breathed.
Those wicked lips of his curled up in satisfaction, and he kissed the tip of my nose. “Good. Now let me take care of you.” He started grinding his hips against mine, our hard cocks sliding together as my eyes rolled back in my head.
“Fuck, you look gorgeous like this,” he panted. He let go of my wrists and I watched with greedy eyes as he began shoving his panties down and pulling his cock out, and fuck. Me. It was long and hard and dripping with precum. As beautiful as the rest of him.
His fingers slid beneath the waistband of my boxers and I lifted my hips as he tugged them down.
My entire body heated up at the sight of both our cocks so close together.
Lea spread his legs wider and leaned forward, brought one hand between us, and began stroking us together.
When I felt his rigid length against mine, my hands flew to his waist as a strangled, shuddery gasp was yanked from my throat.
“Oh god,” I rasped as Lea’s soft hand stroked us, and he began to really move then.
“Fuck,” he said, his breathing ragged. He kissed me, groaning into my mouth as our cocks slid through his elegant fingers, as he rolled his hips in hard thrusts against mine, and the intensity of the pleasure that was spiraling through my body had me whimpering against his lips.
“Fuck, yes, Beau. That’s it, baby,” he murmured, fucking us into his hand, looking down between our bodies to watch.
“So fucking filthy for me.” I spread one hand along his lower back, the other still clutching his waist so hard I thought I might be hurting him, but Lea looked like he was just as lost in this as I was.
His skin was so soft, and I couldn’t help stroking my fingers up the delicate curve of his spine.
The ecstasy climbed higher and higher as Lea pumped faster. He kept returning to my mouth with hot, consuming kisses, and I moved my body with his, falling into his rhythm.
“Beau,” he gasped when I was brave enough to drag my hand down his back and knead the perfect flesh of his ass. I urged him to thrust against me even harder, feeling all those hard muscles beneath soft skin.
Lea lost control. He panted and whimpered, looking absolutely wild above me. Stunning. In that moment, I felt like someone else, like someone confident and more experienced, and just seeing Lea like this—because of me—sent me to the edge in a heartbeat.
“Lea—”
“Beau, I’m—”
Lea’s lips crashed into mine as we shuddered against each other, hot cum spurting against my stomach, my chest, and all I could do was whimper into his mouth as my entire body tensed with the orgasm.
A choked sound came from Lea, his hand on our cocks slowing, and my heart pounded so hard I couldn’t hear anything else for a few long moments.
Lea panted against my lips, then collapsed beside me, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
“Holy shit,” he breathed. But he didn’t stay down for long. In a quick move, he straddled me again, a wicked gleam in his dark blue eyes as they took in the mess all over my chest and stomach. “Look how filthy we got you,” he murmured.
I gasped when he lowered his head and licked a long line from my navel to my sternum.
My cock gave a weak twitch where it was laying, soft and sated.
The sight of Lea licking our collective cum off my body was the dirtiest, sexiest, most arousing thing I’d ever seen.
I grabbed onto his firm thighs, my fingers flexing against his soft skin as he kept lapping at every last bit of cum.
Every time his tongue danced along my flesh, the heat beneath my skin deepened until I could barely breathe.
“Mm,” he moaned, petting my chest, fingers stroking across my pecs and along my rib cage.
“I think I got it all.” He smirked as his eyes flashed to mine, then back to his hands, watching as he ran them all over me.
“God I love touching you. Tasting you.” He leaned down and captured my lips with his in a slow, sensual kiss, and I slid my hands up his sides as he gently tugged my bottom lip between his teeth.
He pulled back and whispered, “What is it about you, Beau?” His eyes were deep, inquisitive pools of blue, and the bewilderment in his voice matched that in my heart. I had no answer for him; I didn’t know why he was even interested in me, and apparently he didn’t either.
But I really didn’t want to question it, because Lea had become someone special to me, and I wanted to ride this wave as long as it was moving. I knew at some point, it would break, and Lea would move on. But before then, I needed to explore every facet of what this was.
Lea was still looking down at me with a baffled expression tinged with affection, so I brought a hand up and ran my fingers along one delicate cheekbone.
He snatched my hand and brought my fingers to his mouth, nipping at them and making me laugh.
When he grinned at me, my heart thudded hard against my rib cage.
Lea was absolutely stunning as the morning light played across his face and in his hair.
It lit up his eyes and made him radiant.
All the breath whooshed out of me, and I whispered, “Beautiful.”
Lea’s smile slowly faded, and then he kissed me, rough and needy.
I tried to give him the same, tried to keep up.
He was nipping and sucking and sliding his tongue against mine, moaning into my mouth as his fingers threaded through my hair and tugged.
I moved my hands down to his ass and squeezed, making him moan even louder as he started rutting into me.
My dick was hard as steel again, and Lea’s erection slid along mine as he moved faster and faster against me.
I tried to meet his frantic thrusts, tried to kiss him back as an overwhelming need coursed through me like lightning, a jolting current of red-hot arousal that had me falling over the edge as soon as Lea whimpered my name.
He moaned so loudly that I was pretty sure the whole neighborhood would hear.
His cum slicked my cock and I came in an instant.
My toes curled against the sheets and I threw one arm around Lea’s hips, thrusting up as I pressed him down harder into me.
I stopped breathing as pure ecstasy exploded through my entire body, my vision spotting as Lea’s fingers tugged relentlessly on my hair.
“Fuck,” he panted into my mouth, still rolling into me, slower now.
“Holy fuck.” He stared down at me in awe for a moment, chest heaving and ragged breaths puffing against my lips.
Then he let his head drop into the crook of my neck.
“Beau,” he murmured, his lips vibrating against my skin and sending a wave of goosebumps down my arms. “Let’s do that again soon. Real soon.”
I laughed beneath him, stroking my hands up his back and palming the nape of his neck. He hummed in contentment, wrapping his arms over my head. “Anytime you want,” I said.
Because I would give him any part of myself, if he only asked.