Ethan (Alluring Indulgence #5)(50)
Author: Nicole Edwards

The look of longing on Beau’s face and the way every muscle in his whole body was hard had Ethan’s anxiety ratcheting up a notch. Or fifty. “You’re magnificent.”

Beau’s wicked grin was the equivalent of a jackhammer, making Ethan’s body quake with the need to fill him. But he had to take this slow. Ethan refused to push Beau too far too fast.

Sliding the knuckles of one hand along Beau’s cheek, he felt the golden stubble that he could hardly see. Ethan leaned closer until their mouths were just a hairsbreadth apart. He slid his hand beneath Beau’s head, gently cradling him as he brought their mouths together.

The warmth of Beau’s skin had the potential to scorch him, but Ethan couldn’t seem to make himself move. Controlling this man and his pleasure was more than he bargained for. On top, he could deepen the kiss as he wanted, easing back when he needed, all the while sliding his body against Beau’s.

Being the top in his relationships, Ethan was familiar with the urge to control. But here, even though he appeared to be the dominant one, he had a feeling that he was only fooling himself. Beau was an alpha male, always the one in charge, even if he hid it from others. For some reason, Ethan wanted to submit to that control, except for this first time, he knew he’d be the one leading the way. It’s what he sensed Beau needed. What they both needed.

“Keep this up and I’m going to flip our positions and take what I want,” Beau murmured against his lips, sending a streak of lightning running down Ethan’s spine.

Apparently the guy was a mind reader too.

“For now, it’s my turn,” Ethan told him, looking into those piercing brown eyes. “I promise, you’ll have yours, all in due time.”

Beau nodded, a sexy dimple forming in his left cheek as he placed his hand on the back of Ethan’s head, his fingers strong, but not forceful. It was a connection, not a demand, and Ethan found himself surrendering in ways he’d never intended.

“And now,” Ethan explained breathlessly, “I want to taste you. Every inch.”

Beau shuddered, and Ethan’s dick pulsed between them. He loved Beau’s reactions, the way he seemed to be pleased with everything Ethan did.

Figuring he had tormented Beau enough, Ethan backtracked the way he’d come earlier, letting his lips linger along his skin, his tongue teasing, his teeth nipping until he had managed to reposition himself so that his mouth hovered just inches from Beau’s gorgeous cock.

The man was enormous, and he was proportionate in every way: from his muscular arms, bulky thighs, broad chest and his glorious cock. Long and mouth-watering, Beau had a cock that Ethan craved to feel against his tongue. He was pretty sure he wouldn’t be able to take him as deep as he would want, but he damn sure intended to try.

Using the tip of his tongue, he flicked the head of Beau’s cock slowly, teasing him, lapping at the bead of pre-cum that had formed there. Beau’s hand trailed over his head to the back of his neck where he caressed him gently, sending chills over his skin. The guy was so gentle, yet so intense at the same time.

Unable to help himself, Ethan lowered his lips over Beau’s cock, gripping the base with one hand as he sucked him into his mouth. The wide, engorged head slid past his lips, over his tongue as he pushed down, trying to take him deeper. He was thick, nearly too wide to go far, but Ethan had never backed down from a challenge before, he damn sure wasn’t going to start now. He bobbed slowly up and down, relishing the taste of him, the smooth, velvety texture, the granite hardness underneath.

As he continued to tease him with his tongue and ultimately take him deeper, Ethan gripped the base of Beau’s cock more firmly, stroking gently, not urgently. He wanted to savor him, to learn every part of him with his mouth.

“Ethan,” Beau groaned. “I –”

Ethan had no idea what Beau was about to say, but he put forth every effort to please him, sucking him hard and deep, but maintaining a punishingly slow rhythm. After all, he wanted to make Beau come apart at the seams, but not immediately.

Not until he was ready for him to.

Beau was pretty sure he’d died and gone to heaven.

The sweet suction of Ethan’s mouth on his cock was nearly his undoing. Unlike anything he’d ever felt before in his life. The soft slide of his tongue along the engorged head, the gentle scrape of his teeth along the sensitive underside. It was obvious Ethan was torturing him. And it was clear Beau had been missing out on this his entire life.

God, it was… so different. So intense. Aside from the one brief time with Zane, the only thing Beau had to compare it to was the feel of a woman’s mouth and this was vastly different. Better.