Page 54 of Loving Leo

My body is at his mercy and I like it. I really, really like it.

My back bows and my head tilts back as he works me over, licking and sucking. Taking me to the back of his throat, gagging and moaning as he doubles down. He wants me to come. It’s his one goal.

He needs more of them. All revolving around my cock.

I thrust into his mouth and he lets me use him as the fucktoy I assumed he was when I first met him, but he isn’t, is he? He’s more than that. So much more.

What the hell is happening here? Why is it different with him?

Sex with a man, a camboy at that? In the grand scheme of life, it’s no big deal. But this? This….

“Fuck!” I roar just as I unleash into the back of his throat. Leo groans around me, gulping it down, sucking me clean before crawlingup my body and licking and biting at my stomach and chest. When he reaches my mouth, I open for him, tasting my release on his tongue. It should remind me of what just happened, but I only kiss him harder as I fall back onto the bed and take him with me. My arms wrap around him, feeling his hard, throbbing cock against my hip. It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask him if he wants any help with that, any relief, but before I can, I feel the warm splash of his release on my hip. Marking me.

I pull back and look into his drooping eyes.

“Why are you so damn hot?” he asks, not at all ashamed about coming so fast. His honesty makes my chest swell and I can’t help but kiss him harder. Who knew I liked kissing so much? It was never my thing before, but I suppose a lot of things have changed now.

I’ve changed.

He’s changed me in very small ways, but I feel like I’m finally coming into myself. For the first time in forever.

Selena was right. Maybe I’ve just repressed this part of me and now I’m letting it finally see the light of day.

Leo presses his body all the way into mine and cuddles up against me like it’s the most normal thing in the world. He burrows into my side and rests his head on my shoulder and I let him. Fuck, I hold him even closer to me. I breathe him in, the scent of our bodies, sex, the weird vacuum smell from earlier, but something else lingers there too. Something clean, citrusy. Is it cologne? Is it his body wash? Deodorant? I don’t know but I want to find out.

“Why are you sniffing me? Is it the fire I set in the hallway?”

I let out a small laugh.

“No, you just smell good. Like lemon pie.”

He leans up and some of his hair flops against his forehead. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“I’ve never been told I smell like pie. That’s quite the compliment, Heath.”

“Well, you do.”

“I’ll make sure I keep it up then.” He grins at me and I can’t help but smile back.

“You’re not freaking out?” he asks and I shake my head.

“No. Not yet.”

“Good. Well, since you’re not having a crisis, I wouldn’t mind just laying here with you for a bit longer if you don’t mind.”

“Yeah, I think that’s a good idea.”

He rests his head back on my chest, his fingers slipping up and down, toying with my nipples and making my softening cock harden once more.

His hand eventually makes its way down to it and he strokes it gently.

“You’re so horny.”

“Seems I am.”

“I am too,” he replies and then arches his hips up against my thigh. I feel his cock, hard as well, and I let out a small laugh. “Whatever will we do?”

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