Page 55 of Suddenly Beck

‘Would your father actually do that?’ Beck’s eyes widen.

‘I wouldn’t put it past him,’ I reply evenly. ‘He’s a man who likes to get his own way. Anyway, I packed a bag, left my phone and my keys on the kitchen counter and walked out.’

‘Nat.’ He runs his fingers through my hair, toying with the loose curls. ‘I’m so sorry.’

I shrug. ‘I don’t want to talk about my family anymore, it depresses me. I’d much rather be playing with you.’ I grin as I place a soft kiss to his chest.

‘I think I can get on board with that idea.’ He smiles, and I know he’s allowing me to deflect. This time in the bay, with Beck is for me. I know I’m being selfish. I know it’s only a stolen moment of time, and eventually it will come crashing in on me, but for the moment, I just want to enjoy Beck while he’s mine.

I slide my lips across his softly, and as he opens his mouth, I kiss him. Tugging on his bottom lip and sucking it into my mouth.

‘Jesus, Nat,’ he hisses, and I feel his cock stir against my thigh.

‘There’s just so much of you to explore,’ I murmur as I kiss a slow trail along his jaw and down his neck. ‘I feel greedy, like a kid in a sweet shop, and I don’t know what to try first. I just want everything.’ I stop suddenly and look up at him as I let out a laugh. ‘Oh my god, I’m Augustus Gloop fromCharlie and the Chocolate Factory.’

‘The fat kid? No way.’ A laugh rumbles through his body. ‘You’re prettier than Augustus.’

I laugh as he buries his face in my neck and bites, tickling me with his beard as his hand skims down over my thigh and strokes the curve of my arse.

‘Tell me what you want,’ he whispers against my skin.

‘I… I want to suck your cock.’ I flush and watch as his lip’s part on a slow intake of breath and his pupils dilate.

‘You sure you don’t want me to...’

I shake my head, a small smile playing on my lips. ‘I want to know what you taste like,’ I whisper.

‘Jesus,’ he hisses as he presses down on his dick, squeezing the base.

‘Really?’ I raise a brow in surprise.

‘You have no idea how fucking sexy you are, do you?’ he growls as he threads his hands through my hair, taking my mouth and plunging his tongue in as he tugs the dark curls, sending a shiver down my spine.

He pulls back, pressing his forehead to mine and sending panting breaths across my swollen lips.

‘Suck my cock,’ he growls, and I groan, so turned on at the rough demand in his voice.

‘We’re going to end up killing each other you know,’ I whisper between rough kisses. ‘Death by over ejaculation.’

‘It’s a hell of a way to go,’ he pants as I edge down his body, kissing his chest and sending my tongue over the swell of his pecs, lapping the flat discs of his nipples into my mouth, and nipping at them with my teeth.

‘Nat,’ he breathes harshly, thrusting his hips and grinding his leaking cock against my stomach in a delicious wet glide. ‘Nat, please.’ I can hear the surrender in his voice, and it makes me feel powerful.

I kiss an open mouthed trail down the sharp ridges of his abdomen, marveling at the contours of his gorgeous body. Dipping my tongue into his shallow navel and twirling around it as he once again thrusts helplessly against me. I can feel his desperation, the primitive need pounding through his blood because it pounds through mine too.

I reach down and grip his cock, inhaling deeply as I breathe in the sharp tang of his precum and see a pearl of moisture bead at his slit. I glance up to find those sharp hazel eyes watching me, they’re almost all green now, like hot glass staring at me with an intense hunger that makes my stomach clench and my cock throb.

Holding his gaze, I slowly snake my tongue out, sliding it along his slit so he can see his precum glistening along the edge of my tongue. He draws in a sharp breath as I close my eyes and hum, tasting him for the first time. I draw the flared head of his cock into my mouth, feeling another burst of salty liquid on my tongue even as I hear his tortured groan of pleasure. I feel his hands close gently around my head, tangling in my hair as I suck hard. The taste of him is like a drug, one hit and I know I’m instantly addicted. My mouth waters, and all I know is, I want more.

I start out slowly, sliding his thick dick deeper into my mouth, seeing how deep I can take him before gliding back up, feeling my lips stretch around the girth of him and listening to his sighs, gauging what he seems to like. I pull back and swirl my tongue around the head before sucking him back in again, and fisting the base of his dick, I speed up, gaining in confidence as I suck harder, slide deeper, and I’m rewarded with his guttural groans echoing in the quiet room. My obvious enthusiasm making up for my lack of experience.

My own dick is throbbing painfully now as I take him faster and deeper, pumping my fist in time with the slide of my swollen lips, tasting the tiny jets of precum squirting deep into my mouth. I can feel the tension in his body, the way he tries to keep his hands gentle against my scalp, and I know he’s holding back.

I don’t want that; I want him to lose control. I want him to feel as wild and as desperate as I do. I pull my mouth off his cock with a lewd pop, staring up into his eyes.

‘Fuck my mouth,’ I pant heavily, and his eyes darken. ‘I want it.’

‘Nat,’ he growls as his hands tighten in my hair.