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Beau Brooks Imagine #7 dirty

WARNING THIS IS A DIRTY IMAGINE!! ⚠

A/N this is my first dirty imagine so please go easy on me. I hope you enjoy! :) ilysm

#7

*contains mature content*

"(Y/N), what are we doing out here it is freezing cold?" I heard Beau say from behind me. "What did you have to show me?" I was hiding behind the car waiting for him to step out onto the porch so that I could seek my revenge from his latest prank. It was a prank war between us. I was the one that started it but I was also the one that was going to finish it. No matter what, we had to top each other's previous prank. I plan on running house, locking him outside in the freezing cold.

"(Y/N), seriously where are you? You're starting to scare me." Beau said coming back out of the house with his pajama pants, coat and some quick shoes that he slipped on. I could hear him walking up to the car. I crawled around the car away from him.

I was taken out of my thoughts by Beau repeating my name again, looking for me. Giggling out loud to myself I managed to run past him and into the house before he put together what had just happened. I quickly locked the door and sat against it. Proud of myself I looked out the window to see Beau running towards the door.

"(Y/N) open up! This isn't funny," Beau said with a serious tone as he began to bang on the door.

"Sorry Beau, the door seems to be locked and I don't know how to unlock it," I said dumb-founded looking at him through the window with puppy dog eyes. He glared at me and then marched off the porch towards the area where we hid a spare key. Knowing his intentions I quickly ran away from the door and in the coat closet to hide.

I heard the door open and then shut with a loud bang. Clearly Beau wasn't up for a little game today. I could hear him walk past the closet, throwing his coat on the floor and making his way up the stairs.

I stayed in the closet until I heard our bedroom door close. Once the slam of the door came, I quietly crept out of the closet and up the stairs to see how mad he was with me. I got to the door and heard nothing but the shower. Quietly opening the door I saw a trail of Beau's clothes on the floor leading to the bathroom. Picking up the clothes, I made my way to our walk-in closet placing his clothes in the laundry basket.

I heard the shower go off and turned around to a wet, half-naked Beau, who had just a towel wrapped around his waist covering his lower half. Distracted by his visible lines on his torso and the v-line that was barely hidden by the towel, I couldn't help but stare.

Even though it was obvious that he had just taken a hot shower to warm up, he was being as cold as ice towards me. But I couldn't deny that seeing him like that didn't make me want to rip the towel off and get on my knees just for him.

He didn't say anything to me, just slipped on a pair of sweatpants and left the room. I don't understand why he's so mad about this. Usually he jokes around with me after to tell me how clever I was with my prank. I couldn't go after him, not while I was cold, a little frightened and knew that he needed his space right now and I wasn't going to sit up here waiting for the time to pass. Taking a hot shower will at least rid me of one of my discomforts at the moment.

Slipping past the bathroom door and shutting it behind me. I stripped my clothes off and turned on the hot water in the shower. Just needing the hot water to warm me up, I stood under the water. Capturing the heat, I started to reminisce about the many good times Beau and I shared in this bathroom; his strong hands rubbing circles on my clit as he pushed me against the glass door to keep us up and fucked me into another state of mind. Beau was rough yet passionate, obvious yet surprising.

And with that, reality kicked back in as I felt cold water now coming out of the shower head and making me colder than I was before. Jumping out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around me and ran downstairs. I saw him with his back turned to me raiding the fridge and not giving a care in the world to what just happened. I sighed realizing he wasn't going to help me with the water situation. I walked over to the sink to grab a pot to warm up some water. I heard the fridge door close as I was turning to put the pot on the stove. Still wrapped in my towel and waiting for the water to start warming up in order to warm myself up, I started chattering my teeth when I felt drops of water trickling down my arms from my long, dark brown hair. The saying was true; 'a watched pot never boils' and I couldn't stand the wait any longer. Once I turned off the stove and turned to dump the water out, I felt Beau's hot breathe on my neck. He had trapped me between him and the countertop. He arms resting on either side of me and his chest radiating heat from his hot shower. I bit my lip and closed my eyes in order to not let out a moan from his kisses along my neck. He nudged my head a little to the side to gain more access and I let out a moan once he hit my sweet spot, earning a smile from him.

"I thought you were ignoring me," I said while holding my towel up with one hand and holding myself up against the counter with the other.

"I was but you make it hard to ignore you when you have just a towel on," he said placing his chin on my shoulder.

I shivered a little when he backed away to turn me around to face him.

"Why are you down here in a towel anyways," Beau questioned with a huge smirk on his face as he stared you up and down, landing his gaze on your hand that was holding the towel up.

"Because your cold ass used up all the hot water," I stated quite loudly to capture his gaze at my eyes and not my chest.

"Well if you hadn't locked me out I wouldn't have had to warm up with a hot, steamy shower," he said while pulling himself closer to me and pushing me against the kitchen counter.

We kept going back and forth until Beau smashed his lips against mine, taking me by surprise. At first the kiss was forced to shut me up, but then turned passionate yet still hungry.

"I think I know a way to get you warmed up," Beau said as he pulled away from my lips while keeping our foreheads together. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I looked from his eyes to his lips and down to where his hand was wrapping around the back of my thighs to lift me up. Assisting him, I snaked my arms around his neck letting go of my towel and exposing my breasts to him as he lifted me up on top of the counter.

"You're really that cold, aren't you..." He slyly questioned as he stared at my hard nipples. "...Or are you just excited to see me?" he continued with a big grin on his face as he tried to hold back his laugh from the joke he just made.

"I could ask you the same question..." I stated as I went down to reach his prominent bulge that was creeping out of his sweat pants. He released a loud groan as I started pumping up and down slowly over his pants. A smile crept up on my lips but was quickly taken away when Beau crashed his lips to mine; his soft, pink lips caressing mine until he got impatient and started seeking entrance which was quickly denied. He pulled away quickly to catch some air but also to warn me that I would regret my actions for denying him.

Beau then attacked my neck, sucking on the skin and marking me. He then moved down my neck to my collarbone and farther down, capturing one of my nipples and massaging my other one more gently than what he had been doing before. I let another moan escape my lips. His touch was getting me wet and frustrated. Beau wanted to take his time and tease me for rejecting his tongue access. He knew my body better than I did. It scared me a little, but it also turned me on.

It was like Beau read my mind; he finally moved down my body and pulled the remainder of the towel off of me. He started to kiss the inside of my thigh moving up towards my hot core. Beau was driving me crazy, and I knew that he wanted me to start begging for it. As he past my core to kiss my other thigh he blew some cool air making me jump a little and earning a little snicker from his plump lips. Beau came back to eye-level and once again caught me by surprise when he stuck two fingers in and started pumping. Moan after moan just kept escaping my mouth.

With Beau's other hand, he took my nipple between his thumb and index finger and started playing with it. With all these pleasures coming from my body I was once again shocked when Beau swept his tongue across my swollen clit. With my heavy breathing, I couldn't express to Beau that I was close, but there was no need because he pulled his fingers out, and told me I wasn't allowed to cum until he said so. I had never seen this side of Beau. He was pleasuring me in ways that he never had before, and I was starting to enjoy it more than one should.

Beau pulled me off the counter and placed me on my knees. "Well, it isn't gonna suck itself," he stated as he looked at me and then at his bulge. I then took the waistband of his sweatpants and pulled it down slowly as his hard cock slapped back up onto his stomach. Quickly taking his cock in my hand, I licked him from the base to the tip, tasting the pre-cum that was glistening on the head. Instantly, Beau's hand was in my hair forcing me to take him all the way. Trying to hold back my gag reflex, I shut my eyes and took as much as I could. Beau continued with his control, fucking my mouth until he twitched a little, and pulled out.

He picked me back up, turned me around and bent me over the kitchen counter. My upper body grazed the cool counter top, giving me goose bumps all over. And without warning, Beau drove his hard on right into me making me gasp out in pleasure. He allowed me to adjust to his size, but quickly starting thrusting into me once I gave him the okay. Beau was still torturing me with his teasing. He had started fucking me but was going at a slow pace. Knowing that he wanted me to beg, I finally asked him to go harder and to go faster. "Tell me that you won't pull anymore pranks," Beau said pulling me up to his chest. I turned my head a little to look back towards him. He was serious, he wanted the pranks to be over and done with, but didn't want to lose in the process.

"Say that you won't pull anymore pranks" he breathed into my ear. I turned my head back around and started moving myself up and down, thinking it was crazy that he was going to get me to stop pulling pranks. Beau didn't bother stopping me. Instead he took himself out and started rubbing my clit while my back was still against his chest. Grabbing one of my nipples in his hand and the other rubbing my nub, Beau was quickly driving me to my release.

"Slow down Beau, I'm gonna c-," I started to say but got cut off my Beau stopping instead of slowing down.

"No more pranks, promise me." he started up again through gritted teeth. Beau had driven me to a stated of ecstasy and all I wanted to do was please him so that he could please me.

"I promise," I began taking a few breathes in between, "no more pranks" I finished off. Without warning Beau had driven back into and bent me back down over the counter. It wasn't long before I felt the same, great feeling in the pit of my stomach, and started constricting my walls around Beau. I wasn't the only one that was close to releasing, Beau twitched inside of my walls and we both managed to cum at the same time.

"Warmed up babe?" Beau asked lovingly as he stepped away from me and found my towel handing it back to me.

He had warmed me up. Way more than I thought was possible, but that was what was great about Beau, he always managed to surprise me in new ways and make me appreciate his spontaneity more.

"More than if I took a shower" I responded truthfully. He chuckled a little, smiling to himself, knowing that he could get me more hot and wet than a shower could.

"Speaking of showers, why not clean up and go to bed?" Beau proposed while pulling his sweatpants on.

"Do you think the hot water has come back on?" I questioned before making my way out of the kitchen.

"Oh yeah..." Beau said as he raced away grabbing a wrench and running to the basement. He came back up with a smirk on his face as I stared at him with a confused look.

"I had to get back at you," he said nonchalantly as he placed a hand at the small of my back to lead me upstairs.

"So you turned off the water?!" I looked at him with an angry look.

"Oh c'mon babe, you locked me out in the cold. I wanted to get you cold as well. How was I supposed to know that you would come downstairs in a towel and tease me with your cold, wet body?"

I was about to started to retaliate but was diverted from my thoughts as Beau slipped his tongue past my lips and passionately kissed me. "It's not like you can do anything to get me back," he said pulling away and scooping my over his shoulders as he walked upstairs to our bathroom. "You promised, no more pranks" he finished as he snorted out loud for me to hear.

"You should be happy you're cute and I love you or I would definitely take that promise back." I stated with a sour look on my face as he placed me down.

"I love you too," is all he said before walking past me and into the shower. "Are you going to join me," He wondered with a smirk on his face knowing that he won the prank war.