Page 59 of The Path To Us

“Holy shit, that was hot.”

I grin and work him. Thumb sliding over the head of his dick, I use the little drop of moisture to my advantage. He jerks a little bit, his hips thrusting up as if he can’t help himself.

The only sounds in the room is our heavy breathing. Each of us panting and whispering each other’s name while encouraging the other not to stop.

“Right there.”

“Oh, fuck yes.”

I need more wetness so I boldly remove his hand and replace it with my own. His pupils dilate to the point all I see is black and then I’m working again.

“Fuck me, Addy. That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” he growls, slamming his mouth to mine. I’m glad he thinks so because it was way outside my comfort zone. I’m already learning, though, with Beau? I’m not ashamed to show him what I want. How I like it.

“So… good. Beau. Oh my god.”

“You feel so damn good. Can’t wait to be inside you. Come with me. I’m so close already, Addy. Come with me.”

“I’m there. Com… Coming!”

And we explode together.

Stars and fireworks burst all around us. The air is scented with us and I breathe it in deeply, hardly believing that tonight just happened.

For several minutes we lie here. His hand still near my still pulsing center and mine, still unfortunately a little covered with him.

Wishing he hadn’t moved to the side but knowing that for what we just did to happen, he needed to shift. I can’t wait until he’s inside me again. I just came and I’m already ready for it again.

His chest moves up and down and I look up at his so very handsome face in time to see him swallow hard.

“Addy.”

“Beau,” I whisper.

He bends low and presses his lips to the top of my head. “We need to clean up but I don’t want to let you go.”

“Only to wash up.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

It should be awkward, cleaning up in front of him, but it isn’t. Though, he does leave me alone while I use the toilet.

When I come out of the bathroom, my heart nearly stops when I see him sitting on the edge my bed, shorts back on, unfortunately. His forearms are resting on his thighs and his face is aimed toward the floor.

Walking into my bedroom naked should feel intimidating.

But when he looks up and there’s only heat in his eyes as he takes me in, it’s anything but intimidating. I’m instantly thrust back into moments ago when we were making each other come with our hands and heat furls in my stomach.

“I don’t want to leave you. Fuck me, I don’t. I want to spend the rest of the night fucking you so hard that you feel me between your legs for the next week. But I can’t stay in your bed with Zoey down the hall. If she wakes up before us it’ll only confuse her.”

“I know.” And I do. I don’t like it, but I know. And I agree. But, yeah, I really don’t like it. I cover my breasts with my arms, feeling a little nervous.

He reaches a hand out and pulls me to him. “Don’t cover yourself from me. I know this is new and different but I want this more than I’ve ever wanted anything. So please, God, please don’t cover yourself up. I want to see all of you all the time.”

“I’m supposed to walk around naked now?”

“Yes.”

I grin and he rests his forehead on my stomach, wrapping his arms around my thighs but not allowing his fingers to drift up where I want them most.

“I meant it,” he says. Then he looks up at me with so much vulnerability in his eyes that it almost makes my knees buckle. “I’m in this, Addy.”

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