Ethan (Alluring Indulgence #5)(36)
Author: Nicole Edwards

Just when he thought he couldn’t handle anymore, Ethan’s hands drifted down his back and then gripped his ass purposefully, pulling him forward, their cocks grinding against one another through the confining denim that separated them. Even that was more than Beau had ever imagined it could be.

He was panting, hardly able to keep his mouth against Ethan’s as the pleasure intensified, his body morphing from a series of nerve endings to one giant cluster of sensation.

“Oh, God,” he moaned against Ethan’s mouth, unable to stop himself. “So good.”

Ethan seemed to be spurred on by Beau’s words as he gyrated his hips, causing the friction along Beau’s cock to increase. If Ethan kept it up, Beau was going to lose it. Right here.

Breaking the hold Ethan had on him, Beau backed up, separating their bodies entirely as he sucked air into his lungs. He stared back at Ethan for long seconds, the panic rising up inside of him. This feeling… it was so foreign to him, he wasn’t sure his body could handle that type of pleasure.

To think he’d spent his entire life forcing himself to be someone he wasn’t… And now – after so many years wasted on a pursuit of happiness that was going in the wrong direction – he was finding out that this was what he had denied himself. His physical reaction to Ethan was so unlike anything he’d ever felt before. It made every other encounter seem mediocre, and here he was, completely dressed, staring into the most mesmerizing eyes he had ever seen.

As though Ethan was shocked back into reality, his body tensed, and he took a step to the side, but before he could put that emotional gap between them once more, Beau moved closer. Suddenly scared that Ethan would withdraw and Beau would never find this again, he forced him against the wall. Another tortured groan rose up from his chest.

“This…” Beau began. Paused. Swallowed. “Sorry.” He tried to collect his thoughts.

“No, I’m the one who should be sorry,” Ethan said quietly.

Beau cupped his face once more, far gentler than he thought himself capable. “No. Wait. I’m not sorry about that.” Beau studied him momentarily. “You better not be either.” His breaths were still labored, his body still rock hard. “It’s just… I’ve never felt anything like it.”

Ethan’s eyes widened, his mouth opening slightly and Beau was instantly on him, pressing his mouth securely to his luscious lips, his tongue seeking the incendiary spark that had lit him up from the inside out.

It wasn’t until the song on the radio changed again that Beau pulled his lips from Ethan’s. He didn’t move away, just stared down at him. “Are you seriously listening to this?”

Ethan seemed confused for a moment, but then the sexiest grin Beau had ever seen tipped the very edges of his kissable lips.

“What? Don’t like my music?” Ethan asked breathlessly.

“I just wasn’t sure it was possible for two Walkers to have such… interesting taste in music. I’m not sure whose is more out there, yours or Zane’s.” Beau’s heart beat with the rhythm of the music.

When Ethan glared at him in mock anger, Beau lowered his voice and said, “And just to make something perfectly clear… I like every single thing about you, E.” With that, he let Ethan go, feeling as though he’d given away too much of himself in that one statement.

As Don’t Drop That Thun Thun by Finatticz thumped through the shop, Beau turned away.

He didn’t make it very far before Ethan was up against his back, his iron hard cock pressing against his ass and nearly making his knees fall out from under him. Thick arms wrapped around him from behind, Ethan’s palms flattening against his chest as his lips came down to the sensitive skin just beneath his left ear.

Beau sucked in a breath. If he didn’t know better, he would swear that was the moment he fell in love with Ethan Walker.

Chapter Eleven

Ethan was holding Beau for all he was worth, and he didn’t want to let him go.

Not that he would let him know that.

For some reason, he didn’t want to stop touching him. Had they been somewhere private, somewhere they didn’t risk any sort of interruption, Ethan would’ve pushed Beau further. Gotten even closer. Held on longer.

Somewhere in the deep, dark recesses of his mind, Ethan knew there was something he was forgetting. He was pretty sure it had something to do with the distance he’d been hell-bent on maintaining. However, there was something about Beau’s hesitance that had rattled him. An innocence maybe. Or maybe he was just caught up in Beau’s reaction. He seemed genuinely floored by what was happening between them. Ethan felt it too, and since he had more experience in this area than Beau, he knew without a doubt that this connection they had established was rare.