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finally moving down to brush along Mason s chin and jawline, causing him to tilt his
head back and encourage the tingling scrape of stubble and the soothing silk of tongue
on his throat.
His hands wandered up into Beau s abundance of silky curls as his lover moved
lower, along his chest, pausing to linger at his nipples briefly before moving ever lower.
Mason s breath sped up, cock hardening in anticipation and his hips lifted to rub his
erection against the hard, muscled plane of Beau s stomach.
Beau s big hands, strong and rough, were infinitely gentle, worshipping as they
moved over him. First tracing the curve of his side, the length of one thigh, the tender,
sensitive spot just behind his knee. Then they became more daring, bolder and wicked
as those same hands urged his legs wider apart, sliding under him to cup and squeeze
his ass, one shifting to wrap without preamble around his cock and making Mason s
hips buck hard and a strangled gasp tear from his lips.
He was enveloped, surrounded by Beau s love, Beau s desire, and it was so
beautiful, so powerful, he could feel it cloaking him and drawing him in until he could
suffocate from it in the most beautiful way. Only it didn t suffocate. It was instead
warm and loose, tangible and yet fluid enough to not encumber him. Mason would
maybe never understand how it was that Beau gave of himself so perfectly, so attuned
to what Mason needed and craved. But he would always be grateful for it.
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It became impossible for him to think then, not about anything but the
overwhelming pleasure of Beau s mouth nipping the taut skin of his lower abdomen
and the subtle stroking he d begun of Mason s cock. Within no time, Mason was
writhing, legs falling apart in eager surrender and offering, silently and not-so-silently
willing Beau to take that offer and make love to him, come inside now.
Beau didn t, though, he only continued to kiss and nip Mason s sensitized flesh,
stroking him with one hand and the other oh, the other became pure evil as he shifted
it and one blunt fingertip began to circle and rub erotically against Mason s entrance.
He whimpered, clenching, body contracting, feeling so empty inside and craving
penetration, any penetration. Finger, tongue, cock, anything that Beau wanted to give
him Mason would take. But Beau gave him none of that, simply rubbed and stroked
and kissed him senseless. Oh god, he loved the brat.
Beau, please, he moaned softly, propping himself up on his elbows. If you re
going to torment me, at least come here so I can indulge in some tormenting of my
own. A teasing tone entered his voice and he smiled down at his lover with an arched
brow. Or can you only dish it out, Country? Can t take your own medicine?
That got him exactly what he was after. Mental note for future reference, the
country boy cannot resist a challenge. Good to know. Right then it got him Beau
turning, one powerfully muscled leg swinging over to straddle Mason s shoulders. His
mouth literally watered at the sight of Beau s cock, flushed and the tip slick, hovering so
close and he lifted his head eagerly to close his mouth around that glistening head. His
hands came up to Beau s firm, spectacularly round ass and urged him down further
until his cock tapped against the back of his throat. Mason held there for a moment
before drawing back and beginning a slow, sensual bobbing, tongue dragging the full
length and swirling around the tip before he lifted his head to take him deep again.
Beau s wicked groans told Mason his lover was anything but immune to Mason s
version of torment.
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Mason s breath caught sharply as Beau s finger ceased teasing and sank abruptly
inside him, the penetration he d been craving sending a shock wave of pleasure through
Mason and his hips bucked involuntarily, sinking his cock deeper into Beau s mouth.
His lover took it easily, swallowing around his length and humming in approval.
Mason focused on giving Beau back the pleasure he was receiving, tongue and lips
and throat all coming into play as he bobbed and his hands squeezed the firm cheeks of
Beau s ass. An idea came to him and he hesitated because he wasn t sure if Beau would
be okay with it, it wasn t something they d discussed or had come up before now. But
he went with instinct and shifted one hand, a fingertip lightly skimming the warm cleft
of Beau s ass and gently brushing over his entrance. Just to see what he would do, ready
to back off if it wasn t something Beau would like.
Instead, his lover moaned deeply and rocked his hips in seeming encouragement.
Mason s heart pounded heavily in his chest and he drew off Beau s cock and laid his
head back on the pillow so he could watch what he was doing.
He circled his fingertip there lightly at first, just enjoying the warmth and silky feel
of Beau, then he lifted his head and extended his tongue, lapping once across the
contracting spot and his lover jolted hard with a ragged groan. Mason s heart flipped as
he did it again, then again, his hands gripping Beau s hips after a moment and settling
to his erotic task.
His taste was sharp and earthy, but not unpleasant and Mason lay back after a
moment, cock throbbing hard at the sight of Beau s entrance slick and wet, before
reaching one finger over to slowly, gently penetrate him. Beau s concentration on
Mason s cock and his own thrusting finger was lost and Mason smiled in satisfaction,
loving knowing how much he could affect Beau. He gently moved his finger, slow and
easy, not sure if he d ever done this before or, if he had, how long it had been since. He
was so tight, heat surrounding Mason s finger and it made him a little lightheaded
imagining what that might feel like around his cock.
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After a moment, he withdrew his finger and gave Beau s hip a nudge. His lover
took the direction and eased to the side, sitting up and then stretching out beside him,
stormy gray eyes hot and hooded when they met Mason s.
I want to make love to you, Beau. If you re not comfortable with that, it s fine, I
just He was cut off with a deep, scorching kiss and the next thing he knew, Beau had
them rolled so Mason was atop him, Beau s strong legs spread and Mason s heart
pounded harder. That was a yes, then.
He shuddered in reaction and broke the kiss breathlessly. Have you ever& ?
Beau nodded. Couple times. Not in a while, though.
Tenderness swamped Mason and he smiled, touching Beau s cheek and dropping a
lingering kiss to his lips. He cherished this beautiful man so much it ached inside him.
Just when he thought he couldn t possibly love Beau more, he found that he could and
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