Page 108 of Heal
"It does seem harder and harder." Parson kicked off his shoes.
Beau loved that Parson was so comfortable with being in his room, at his place. Someday, hopefully, it would be permanent. He loved the idea of having Parson beside him in bed all the time.
"Speaking of hard." Beau came to stand in front of him, one hand going to Parson's hip, the other running up his inner thigh.
"I don't have to ask what's on your mind." Parson laughed.
"You're always on my mind." Beau dipped his head, running his mouth over Parson's neck, kissing a trail until he got to his lips. He teased Parson's mouth with his own, sucking on his bottom lip, licking over the top, then kissing him full on, teasing his tongue with his own.
Parson moaned as he pulled Beau closer, bringing their bodies tightly against each other as he splayed his palm over Beau's back, holding him there.
Beau let the stress of his life fade and his entire focus center on Parson. For the next few hours, only they mattered. He slid his hand under Parson's shirt, running his fingers over his spine as he broke the kiss. "I'll never get tired of touching you."
"Good, because I love your touch." Parson lifted his shirt over his head, dropping it on the floor beside them.
"And I love you. Not just your touch, not just us doing this, but you. I love you, Parson." Beau couldn't hold back telling him anymore. If he tried, he'd slip up and tell him when it wasn't a good place to say it for the first time. He was risking scaring Parson off by how quickly his feelings were growing, but he couldn't stay silent about what he was feeling.
Parson smiled. "I love you too."
Beau hoped he didn't look as shocked as he was.
"I know I said we'd take things slow, and I still want to, but I refuse to deny what I feel. You have made me want things I've never thought I wanted in my life, see things differently than I ever have before. I hope for a future with you. I don't know what tomorrow holds, but I'm going forward with this hoping that it's us together." Parson ran his fingers through Beau's hair.
Beau smiled. "I was so worried I'd scare you away."
"No, you scare me, but only because you make me feel. It's been easy to go through the last few years, single and alone. It was safe. With you, I have something to lose, something that will hurt if it doesn't work, and that scares me."
"Then we'll just have to make sure this works." Beau slid his hands down Parson's sides, stopping at the top of his pants. "I want to make love to you."
"You don't ever have to ask me to do that." Parson brushed a kiss over Beau's lips as he worked open the button on Beau's jeans. "Anytime, anywhere, baby."
"Anywhere?" Beau's interest perked up.
"Well, within safe limits. No videos of us doing it in front of the Hollywood sign or anything."
"Yeah, I'd much rather keep videos to us clothed." Beau laughed.
"Speaking of which…" Parson slid the zipper down Beau's pants. "The media was staking out my home this morning. They wanted an interview about how it feels to be dating the most eligible bachelor in the country."
Beau rolled his eyes. "Did you tell them that you don't know because I'm not eligible anymore? I'm taken, committed, and in love."
Parson pushed Beau's pants down his legs, pausing to take off his shoes before slipping the pants from his body. "I told them no comment. I figured it was none of their business. If in time, you want to do an interview together, we can, but I'm not one for spilling secrets to the media. I'd much rather let them wonder." He stood back up, pushing Beau's shirt up and over his head.
Beau shivered at Parson's touch as he worked open Parson's pants, sliding his hand down the front, and grasping his cock. "It's none of their business. We'll let them chase us, sneak photos, and guess at what we're up to. I don't want to encourage the media. The last thing I want is them chasing the kids." Beau pulled Parson's cock free of his pants and stroked it.
Parson's hips pumped, feeding his cock through Beau's fist. "That feels so good."
"Get on the bed and I'll make you feel better." Beau wanted Parson in his mouth.
"Now look who's bossy." Parson grinned as he pushed his pants the rest of the way off and climbed onto the bed.
Beau watched as Parson relaxed against the pillows as he parted his legs, stroking his cock, and giving Beau a view of everything he was offering. "I could just stand here and watch you all night."
"No way. You promised to make me feel good." Parson circled the tip of his cock with his fingertip. "Come show me."
"Happily." Beau crawled onto the bed, settling between Parson's legs. He bent, giving him a long kiss, as he trailed his hands down Parson's thighs. When he pulled back, he lowered until he could take Parson's cock into his mouth. Teasing him with his tongue, he licked around the shaft and down over the balls, before lifting them and running his tongue down the crease of his ass and back up.
Parson shifted, opening himself wider, giving Beau more room to work.
