Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 85157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
“Yesss. Slide it in and out.”
I’d never had my ass played with. A few girls tried to slip a finger back there, but I never let them, tried to tell myself I didn’t wonder about it because wondering felt like the first admission to the things I’d been trying to hide.
Beau had no qualms about enjoying it, though. He owned his pleasure, begged for more, took control, and offered it at times too. I wanted my tongue in him again, so I did my best to lean in, lick at his rim while finger-fucking him at the same time. When my finger rubbed against a spongy spot, his body jolted.
“Fuck, right there. Rub that right there.”
I’d heard having your prostate played with felt good, but even if I hadn’t, I would have known it from Beau’s reactions. Every time I slid my finger in, I teased that spot. His breathing got more intense—quick, short, panting breaths. His pleasure made my cock leak.
Suddenly, his movements became jerky, his hole clenched, and he threw his head back and shouted my name. It was as if it was the first time I’d heard it, like he was calling me a king. Beau collapsed onto the bed, his orgasm some kind of beacon for mine.
“Jerk off on me.”
“Yeah, okay. Don’t have to tell me twice.” I wrapped a fist around my cock, pulled it, dropped my head back as my balls tightened and the world exploded, never to be the same. I opened my eyes, looked just in time to see my first long spurt land on Beau’s ass, slip in his crack. It was probably the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and I cried out as I shot again, this one hitting his lower back.
I fell on his back, sweat and my come making us stick together. “How’d I do?” I asked when my breathing got closer to normal.
“I might not ever want you to stop.”
I smiled against his ass, then kissed it. I didn’t think I’d ever want to stop either.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Beau
Beau thinks Ash is awesome. I think he’s awesome too. ~ Love, Kenny
“Oh, hey. I’m not sure if you remember me. I’m Lincoln.”
I rolled my eyes at my best friend, who sat in a booth at Blazes, a diner across the street from the firehouse. I’d finished my jog with Ash, who’d headed home afterward, and since I’d still had a little bit of time before I had to get to the station, I’d called Linc to have breakfast. We gave each other shit, but I missed him. Linc was typically the one I spent most of my time with. Now I was always with Ash, and I didn’t know how to be with Lincoln and Ash at the same time. Not when no one could know what we were to each other…not when I still didn’t know what we were to each other besides friends who fucked around.
“Lincoln who?” I asked with a smile before sitting across from him. My eyes darted toward the second cup of coffee beside him.
“Rush is in the bathroom. I was with him.”
“Oh fuck. Not again.”
“We were lonely. Not everyone is like you.”
Rush and Lincoln had a habit of fucking like rabbits when they were feeling lonesome, and well, horny, only they weren’t in the mood for Grindr. Technically, I wouldn’t give a shit because I didn’t make a habit of sticking my nose where it didn’t belong, but I had a feeling Rush cared about Linc in ways Linc didn’t care about him. Rush would never admit it, and Linc didn’t see it, but there was no denying the way Rush looked at him. “I don’t want him to get hurt, is all. And it would fuck up the group.”
“Oh, you mean the group you never hang out with anymore. And what about me? I have feelings too.”
I opened my mouth to call Lincoln on the fact that Rush truly was just a good friend with a dick to him, but that I wasn’t sure Rush felt the same. Unfortunately, he came out of the hallway and nodded at me. “You have a hickey on your neck.”
My hand shot toward my throat. Holy fuck. Ash had given me a hickey and I hadn’t noticed?
“Oh shit. How did I miss a hickey?” Lincoln leaned forward, trying to see.
“You didn’t, but I know you were wondering if Beau was hooking up with someone we didn’t know about. Now you have your answer. If he wasn’t, he wouldn’t have looked like he was about to vomit.” Rush winked at me, the bastard.
“Grindr trick,” I replied.
“Nice try. You hate Grindr,” Rush added.
My eyes shot to Linc. Why in the hell would he have mentioned the fact that he thought I was hooking up when he knew that if I was, it was with Ash, and he was in the closet? I hadn’t spelled it out for him, of course, but Linc had to know. “So did you two have fun last night?” I asked, cocking a brow at them.