Page 25 of Evergreen Desires (Wildheart Chronicles #1)

I could feel his climax building, the tightness in his groin growing with each passing second coupled with the girth and pulsing of his dick, feeling his balls contracting.

I was so focused on my job and enjoying the moment that I realized I had avoided looking up from the magnificence right in front of my eyes.

But for some reason, something called to me and wanted me to see it.

I looked up. I couldn't believe what I was witnessing.

As I continued to pleasure Beau, his body began to transform ever so subtly before my eyes.

His once smooth skin was now covered in a fine layer of soft, brown fur.

Almost like peach fuzz. His arms and legs grew thicker and more muscular, his chest and abs becoming even more chiseled and defined.

I couldn't resist running my hands over his new fur, marveling at how soft and thick it was.

I squeezed his biceps, feeling the hard muscle beneath the fur.

Beau let out a deep, guttural moan, his body responding to my touch.

As I continued to suck and lick, Beau's transformation seemed to also affect his dick. Suddenly it lengthened and thickened, causing me to fall off my rhythm and choke a bit. I pulled back for a moment to catch my breath.

He looked down at me with an evil grin in his eyes.“What’s the matter?”

“Did not expect that… caught me off guard,” I stammered, my eyes still watery from choking.

“Yeah, I’ve mastered what I like to call the partial shift. I can make it grow without really shifting. See, I can play dirty too.” He still sported his Cheshire cat smile.“Not so tough now, eh?”

“I have no plans on stopping,” I replied, immediately sucking him back into my mouth with even more enthusiasm than before.

Beau’s back arched as he let out a loud moan, his hands gripping my head tightly as he thrusted in my mouth.

I couldn't help but feel the thrill of excitement and fear at the sight of this powerful man.

But as I looked into his eyes, I could see nothing but pure pleasure and desire.

His body had transformed, but his heart and soul remained the same.

What mattered most was the connection between us, and nothing could ever change that.

The taste of him was intoxicating, like honey mixed with fire, and I could feel his body tensing beneath me.

With each movement, I felt myself becoming more lost in the moment, consumed by the intense desire between us.

The taste of him flooded my mouth, fueling my own need to please him even more.

Our bodies moved together in perfect harmony, the rhythm of our connection building towards an explosive climax that was just waiting for us.

“Off…off…ah…” Beau moaned.

I looked up at him; he met my gaze, his own eyes filled with lust and passion.

"Please," he muttered, his green eyes filled with need. "I can't hold back much longer."

As Beau's grip on my hair tightened, I knew he was getting close. I could feel his body tensing up, and I eagerly waited for him to let loose. I sucked harder, wanting to taste every drop of his essence. With one final thrust, Beau came, and I could feel his release spilling into my mouth.

“Don’t stop, Jake!”

He was gritting his teeth as he came, his cock spraying cum into my mouth with such force that it made me gag.

I swallowed every drop, savoring the taste as it filled me, reveling in the taste of Beau's seed while he held me tight.

Then I continued to suck it gently until he was spent.

Beau collapsed onto the table, breathing heavily as I crawled up beside him.

As I pulled back and stood up, I could see the lust and satisfaction in Beau's eyes as he licked his lips.

“That was... amazing… you’re one confident…man,” Beau gasped between breaths.

I smiled at him, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over me. “I'm glad you enjoyed it. ”

“Enjoyed is an understatement,” he chuckled.

I blushed at his praise and sat beside him on the table. We sat in silence for a moment, catching our breaths and basking in the afterglow.

Finally, Beau turned to me with a mischievous glint in his eye. “Now it's your turn.”

He pulled me closer, his hand running through my hair as he kissed me deeply.

It was like we were both addicted to each other, craving more and more and more. I couldn't wait to see what else was in store for us this afternoon…

Ding!

The sound of the office doorbell echoed through the greenhouse, startling both Beau and me.

Annoyance painted our faces as we quickly composed ourselves.

I hurriedly stood up, running my fingers through my hair to make sure it wasn't sticking up, while Beau struggled to put himself back together—stuffing his freshly milked cock back into his jeans and fastening them.

Once he was dressed, he headed towards the office, pausing only to dunk his feet in the foot wash.

I checked myself over to ensure there were no telltale signs or dribbles.

My knees were muddy, but this was a farm, so it might not be too obvious.

I walked over to join Beau in the office.

"As I was saying, it might be good for you to attend the City Council meeting next week," Rich was saying to Beau as I entered.

He glanced over at me briefly before refocusing his attention on Beau.

Rich was dressed in his usual full business suit, complete with a tie and cufflinks.

Different cufflinks—I imagined he must have a whole collection.

"I'm not sure where you're hearing about complaints.

We're not open to the public. Everything we grow here is processed by a third party elsewhere.

They handle distribution under our label.

It's no different from private labeling in any other industry.

If there were complaints, I'm sure I would have heard from the Liquor and Cannabis Board," Beau calmly explained.

"Well, this is just from the rumor mill. I'm still happy to help ensure trouble is staved off and competition goes away if needed," Rich replied, looking smug.

Beau crossed his muscular arms over his chest. "I've told you multiple times, I'm not interested in your kind of help. While the cannabis industry may have a reputation for being unethical, I don't operate like that."

"Suit yourself. As I said, I think attending next week's council meeting would be in your best interest," Rich said, glancing at me one last time before heading for the office door and leaving.

"Ass hat," Beau muttered as he left, just loud enough for me to hear.

I walked up to him, placing a comforting hand on his arm. "Don't let him get to you. You're doing everything the right way, and your ethics and integrity will shine through."

Beau sighed, visibly calming down. "Thanks, Jake. I appreciate your support. It's just frustrating to deal with people like him who want to cut corners and exploit the industry. "

"I understand. But remember, you're making a difference by doing things the right way. And if it means anything, I admire you for that."

A small smile graced Beau’s lip. "Thank you, Jake. That means a lot to me."

We stood there for a moment, our eyes locked, the tension from our interrupted moment of passion still lingering in the air. But amidst the frustration, there was an undeniable connection between us, a deepening bond that couldn't be shattered by outside forces.

"So, where were we before we were rudely interrupted?" I asked, a mischievous glint in my eyes.

Beau's smile grew wider, and he stepped closer to me. "I believe we were engaged in a deliciously dirty encounter."

Before we could pick up where we left off, the doorbell rang once again, breaking the moment. We exchanged a knowing look; our plans were going to be foiled again. Damn it.