Page 18 of Stolen

I leaned down closer to him, just as I started to rub his cock against mine. Both of our tips were leaking precome, the wetness blending in with each other, leaking against each other’s shafts. I let out a guttural groan as I took both of our cocks into my grip, moving my palm up and down in a steady rhythm. Leo writhed underneath me, his fingers twisting in the sheets.

“Does that feel good for you, Leo?” I practically cooed, his cock still throbbing against my palm.

“Jacob… I’m…” Leo bit his bottom lip as he looked up at me, a mixture of pleasure and frustration written all over his face. “I’m way too close…”

I shrugged. “Then, you should just come.”

“What happens if I lose the bet?”

“I get to do whatever I want to you.”

Leo playfully rolled his eyes. “Please. Like you weren’t planning on doing that, anyway.”

“What a bratty thing to say.”

“I wasn’t being bratty. I was just telling the truth—Fuck!” Leo cried out as he shuddered, his body shivering as he came for me, strings of his come shooting across my chest. It took him a moment to catch his breath as he leaned his head back toward the pillow.

“Fuck, Jacob. I didn’t mean to—” He started to say, just as he looked down at me again. “I should’ve given you more warning?—”

“What did I tell you about apologizing?”

Leo rolled his eyes again. “Has anyone ever told you how bossy you can be?”

“Your cock likes it when I’m beingbossy.” I smirked. “Now, turn around. Face the headboard. I want you on your knees and your back bent down.”

Leo nodded before he did exactly what he was told. A few seconds later and he’d shifted into position, his knees pressed into the mattress and his ass lifted high in the air.

“God. You really are perfect,” I whispered the compliment, as I stared at his backside. I playfully pressed a kiss against one of his cheeks before grabbing both of them with my hands. I then spread him wide before I dove my tongue between them, hastily pressing it against his tight hole.

Leo responded with a whimper, just as I licked a long stripe up and down his entrance. Apparently, his hole was just as sensitive as his cock, seemingly affected by my every move. If I hadn’t been holding myself back, I would’ve been cock-deep in him by now, making him feel every inch of me, making him take it all.

But I liked taking my time with Leo. I liked feeling him surrendering to me, more and more with every touch.

As I gave him a final lick, I made sure to blow a cool breath across his hole, knowing that it was going to make him shiver. “Do you have any lube in here?”

“Um, yeah. But?—”

“But?”

“But I don’t want you thinking that I planned on getting lucky on the job.” Leo’s voice was low. “Or that I’m the kind of guy who just randomly hooks up with people. I just learned my lesson about not being prepared after—” Leo shook his head as he stopped himself from finishing that sentence. “Anyway, yeah. I have condoms and lube in that dresser over there. The drawer in the middle.”

I went to grab a condom and some lube from the drawer, Leo’s words rolling over in my mind. It sounded like he was afraid that I was going to judge him or something, just for doing what single people tend to do.

“I don’t care, by the way,” I started, as I settled back into place behind Leo’s ass. “Even if you planned on fucking every guy on this trip, I wouldn’t care.”

“Oh.” Leo’s tone fell. “I thought you were the possessive type.”

“I am,” I corrected him. “But if you’d made those plans before you met me, that’s your prerogative. But now that you’re all mine for now…”

I opened the lube, letting it drip down between Leo’s cheeks. A few seconds later, I was rubbing it against his hole with my thumb.

“No one else gets to see you like this, as long as you’re here with me,” I said, right before gently sliding a finger into Leo’s ass. “No one else gets to see you naked. No one else should even know about your condom and lube stash except for me. Because no one else gets to make you come.”

Leo groaned, as I began to slide my finger in and out of him, his cock hardening as it slowly came back to life. “What about… self… pleasure…”

“Cute.”

“What’s cute?”

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