20. Beau
20
Beau
W hen Tessa walked around the couch stark naked, I think I died. And when she crawled into my lap and stared me down, I think my soul ascended. I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.
Her curves are lush and her skin luminous. She makes me want to lick every inch of her from top to bottom, starting with those dusky, pink nipples. When she points down the hall and tells me to get to it , I’m not ashamed to admit I have to fight a squeal. An embarrassingly girly, high pitched squeal of excitement. We kiss and she melts against my chest. Wrapping my arms tight around her, I stand and she gasps, squeezing her naked thighs around my hips.
“I got you,” I whisper into her mouth.
There’s no trace of nervousness on her face, just undisguised need and if my dick wasn’t already trying to bust out of my jeans, that look alone would do me in. I was trying to leave it up to her, let her make sure she was ready, but Tess has always known what she wants.
I’m utterly at her mercy. If she wants to call the shots tonight, that’s A-okay with me because I’m fully intent on doing whatever I have to do to have her. Normally I’m the one in control and I like it that way, but her telling me what she wants so confidently, there’s nothing hotter. I’m absolutely in awe. She got naked, climbed in my lap and settled there like a queen on her throne. I intend to let her use me however she wants.
“I want you, Beau,” she whispers against my lips before melding our mouths together. The kiss is hungry and messy and damn if I don’t contemplate fucking her right here in the hallway, up against the door. But I did promise her a bed.
“Please,” she whimpers against my ear.
“What do you want, baby?”
"Fuck me like I’m all yours.” She looks up at me through the dark fringe of her lashes, pinning me in place. “You got me. You won. Fuck me like I’m your prize.”
I’m literally speechless. Stunned stupid. How do I make my feet move again?
We kiss all the way down the long hall to my bedroom, her round ass filling my hands as if I was made to hold her. I kick the door out of the way and stand at the foot of the bed. There’s something so dirty about her being fully naked while I’m fully clothed that I have to take a minute to savor it.
I adjust her in my arms and bring my hand lower so that I can swipe a finger along her center. Tessa gasps when two of my fingers glide effortlessly through the wetness pooled there.
“You’re soaked, baby. This all for me?” When she nods, I toss her on the bed and nudge her legs apart. “Lean back and let me see.”
Without hesitation, she falls back on her elbows and places a small foot on either side of my knees, spreading her legs for me. The evidence of how much she wanted this, how much she wanted me, makes my mouth water.
I keep my eyes on hers as I sink down to my stomach and pull her legs over my shoulders. It’s unspoken, but she watches me too, her eyes on my mouth making me impossibly hard.
She tastes so good , bare and slick against my lips. Tess watches, eyes rapt while I devour her and it’s not enough just to taste. I need to feel. I keep my tongue on her clit while I slide a finger over her smooth, pink pussy. She’s slippery and warm as I tease her open. The noises she makes are addicting and I can’t resist sliding another finger into her so she’ll keep making them.
I can feel her orgasm cresting by the way she tenses. Her eyes have gone dark, like the evergreens that surround our cabin in the mountains, but I’m not ready to let her go just yet. I slip my fingers out, letting her pussy clench on air. She huffs my name in frustration but I’m already crawling up the bed to kiss her. I want her to taste herself on my tongue.
“Mmm,” she hums against my lips. Tessa reaches for the waistband of my jeans, but I swat her hand away.
“Not so fast.”
“Beau, I was so close,” she whines, writhing on the bed.
“Needy girl. Tell me what you like. I’m going to be so good for you.”
“I…” she stutters. “I don’t know what I like.”
Holy shit, I’m going to have so much fun with her. “Hmmm, well then it’s a good thing I’m up for a little practice. How about this? Do what I tell you and we’ll see what works. If you’re good, maybe I’ll let you come.”
“Maybe?”
I pull my shirt over my head and can physically feel the tracking of her eyes down my body. They get caught on the bulge in my jeans as I sit back on my knees.
“Take it out,” I command.
Tess looks up at me with an expression that’s both innocent and expectant, but she accepts the challenge eagerly. She undoes my belt and pulls it through the loops, tossing it to the floor. When she slides my zipper down, I have to stop myself from grabbing her and pushing her back on the bed. Slow down, McAbee. I lift up to let her pull my briefs down and once she has it out, she strokes my cock softly. I’m quiet, loving the feel of her hand around me, but she raises an eyebrow.
“You done giving orders already?”
This fucking girl. “I should have known you’d be a brat.” I grip her chin, pulling her to me for a fierce kiss. “Put it in your mouth,” I tell her firmly. She bends forward and gives the head of my cock a single lick. I watch as her tight, little ass wiggles and she squeezes her thighs together. “Don’t be a tease, get it wet for me.”
She smiles before doing as she’s told.
I’ve died and gone to heaven. That’s the only possible explanation for how good her mouth feels wrapped around my cock. My wildest dreams have come true and this is somehow still better. Tessa Jennings, the girl I’ve had my eye on my entire life, is sucking my dick like it’s her job. She takes me to the back of her throat over and over again, using her hands to stroke and squeeze. It’s taking everything in me to hold back. I’m breathing through my nose, but the feel of her warm, wet mouth and the sight of her ass wiggling in the air has me close to coming already. It’s too much.
“Wait. Tess, baby, wait. Please,” I pant.
That last plea has her slowing and when she looks up at me, her expression is one of total innocence.
“Something wrong?” Her big, green eyes give away just how amused she is.
“No, I just need you. Now.”
I push her back against the cream linen of the comforter she picked out and finally rid myself of my clothes. She reaches for me while I’m reaching for her and we tumble together into the downy softness of the bed.
“Beau, please…”
I give up. I give in, just like I’ve asked her to do since that first day at the pond. She’s too wet, too mine for me to do anything except what she’s asking.
I move, settling between her thighs and push in slowly. She gasps as I enter her for the first time, the prettiest, little sound I’ve ever heard.
“I’ve wanted to do this forever,” I whisper.
I have to talk just to keep my mind off the velvety softness of her pussy surrounding me. I have to make this good for her, I have to last. I’m holding back as much as I can, letting her adjust because I’m not a small guy. But the farther I go, the more she makes those breathy sounds and it spurs me on. Just a little harder, a little deeper each time.
“You feel so good,” she says against my neck. Her lips are moving up and down my skin, kissing, sucking, a little nip here and there. I don’t care if she leaves hickeys all over me tomorrow, it’ll be worth it because it means I finally got her. She’s mine.
I don’t know when we switched from teasing and commanding to this, I just know that I’m so completely caught up in her that I don’t have room for anything else. I’m lost in the way she lifts her hips to meet mine, the feel of her peaked nipples rubbing against my chest. But it’s more than that too. Her heart is beating in time with mine. I’ve never felt this connected to another girl, never wanted anything this much. I’ve never wanted to be as good as I want to be for Tess right now. And soon, I’m slamming into her and she’s taking every bit of me like this is all we’re ever meant to do.
I break away from her mouth to look down. “Let me know before you come. Let me see it,” I tell her breathlessly. “Let me hear you.”
She nods, sensation making her glassy-eyed. A few seconds later, her breath hitches.
“Beau,” she moans with her eyes closed. “I’m so close.”
I raise up so we’re no longer chest to chest and watch, but I can’t keep my hands off her. I want them on her when she comes. I want them on her all the time. One of my hands slides up her sternum, between those beautiful breasts and rests on her collarbones. Her eyes pop open and I see them heat at my touch. When I stroke my thumb over the hollow of her throat, a reassurance without words, she moans my name again.
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you.” I gaze down at her and everything feels tight, like a dam about to burst. My chest, my balls, my heart.
“Beau, please…” she moans out, this time louder and I feel her body start to shake. She throws her head back as far as she can and comes loudly, calling my name over and over again. I lose it watching her come apart underneath me and I’m right behind her after a few more deep strokes.
I grunt out my release, burying my head in her neck and she holds me to her. I tell myself it’s because she never wants to let go. I don’t have to ask her to know it’s true. I turn my head, seeking her lips again and she meets me. When our breathing slows, I ease onto my side and sneak an arm under her head. Her body is still flush against me, but now I have the perfect view of her nipples pebbling in the cooler air. I run a finger of the tight nub and she eyes me shyly.
“What?” I ask.
“I wasn’t… I didn’t expect that.” My throat constricts, something thick and heavy getting caught at the back of it. Did I hurt her? Did she not enjoy it as much as I did? I start to panic until she reaches up and strokes between my eyebrows. “I can feel you worrying.”
“Well yeah, I thought… Did you not…”
Tessa rolls in my arms until she’s facing me. “No, I loved it. Don’t you dare think that. I just meant…” Her brows crease as she looks away. “Does it always feel that way?”
Understanding dawns, but I ask anyway. “What way?”
She huffs and pushes at my chest, irritated that I’m making her explain but I need to be clear about what she’s asking. I’ve always been honest about my feelings for Tessa, but she’s different. I need to hear her say it.
“Do you always feel connected like that? I knew sex was going to be a big deal, but that felt… Big big.”
When I snort, she laughs out loud. “Wow, that was a poor choice of words.”
“I don’t know. It’s kind of an ego-boost for me,” I say, kissing her. “But no, it doesn’t always feel like that. Actually, it never has for me.”
“Really?” Her shy smile is back. “You felt it too? Like we were–”
“Meant to be,” I finish for her and she nods, even though she chuckles.
“That was such a girly thing to say.” Her eyes sparkle in the dimness of my room. “But yeah, like that. It was so perfect I never wanted you to stop.”
Tessa doesn’t normally do feelings, so I understand that it’s huge for her to admit something like this. But maybe, just maybe, she’s beginning to feel the same way I feel about her.
“I don’t have to, you know? I don’t know what you’ve heard about me, but I have great stamina.”
She groans and hides her face in my chest. “You can never stay serious, can you?”
“If I didn’t make a joke soon, you wouldn’t know what to think.”
“That’s true. It’s one of the things I love most about you,” she says softly.
“What?”
She doesn’t answer immediately and I wait her out. I don’t think she’s going to answer until finally, at the last second, her face softens. “You heard me. I love you, Beau McAbee. I love everything about you.”
I thought I died before, but turns out, I didn’t. I’m dying now. “Say it again.”
This time, she doesn’t hesitate. “I love you.”
“Again.”
“Beau,” she squeals when I pepper kisses all over her face and neck. “You’ll get tired of hearing it!”
“Not a chance. Again.” I tickle her ribs and her bare stomach until she’s giggling and squirming all over the place.
“I love you! I love you! I love you!”
“I love you too, Firecracker, Jesus. Calm down, would ya?”
She takes a playful swipe at me and misses, falling into my arms breathless and happy. “I love you too,” I tell her and I’ve never meant anything more.