Page 84 of Loving Leo

I turn slightly. “I know you haven’t. And we don’t need a label. We don’t, not really. I’m fine with whatever you want?—”

He interrupts me gently. “I don’t mind it. I’m not fucking anyone but you.”

I preen and then wiggle on top of him. A boyfriend. Well, fuck. Who saw that coming? Not me, that’s who.

“Okay, Iguesswe could just say that’s what we are. Casual, you know. Nothing serious.”

He grins and leans up, kissing me softly.

“Sure. Nothing serious. Casual monogamy it is.”

SIXTEEN

Heath

I can’t get enough of Leo. The obsession I had with him was bad before, my need for him bordering on unhinged, but now that I’ve been inside of him over and over—have felt his ass clench around me as he comes and shouts my name—now that I know what it’s like to be surrounded by his tight heat while my bare cock unloads inside of him…

I’m a goner now.

I’m six feet under.

My hips slap against his as I fuck into him like an animal, my hand in his hair as he pushes back against me, taking more of my cock inside him. We should be tired of this, but for some reason, not seeing him tomorrow has given me a new purpose, a new level of need.

How am I going to get through it without him? I should just not go, I think for a moment before the thought vanishes. Leo is on all fours, moaning, grasping one of my pillows in his hands as I push into him and pull back, slamming into his tight ass, making him whine formore. I don’t want to think about my parents while I’m fucking my casual boyfriend.

The thought of that—my boyfriend—makes me lean forward, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck. He’s so pretty. So fucking perfect.

“Heath,” he moans and then turns his head and I kiss him sloppily.

It was never like this with Lana. It was never this good. Maybe I’ve been bisexual all along, or maybe just gay. I don’t fucking know, and honestly, I don’t care. Leo is it for me.

I just like him.

“Heath!” Leo cries out and I feel my balls tighten, begging for release, but I won’t come until he does. Pressing on his shoulder blades, pushing him down so his chest is flat against my sheets, I grunt, “You close? Fuck, tell me you’re close.”

“Yes,” he pants, still pushing his ass back against me, taking every thrust.

“Make yourself come,” I command, my hand resting on his smooth back as I watch all of his muscles bunch with tension. My other hand is digging into his hip, holding on for dear life.

I watch his hand slide between his body and the bed, watch his arm muscles flex as he strokes himself. My eyes slide to his perfect ass, my cock ramming into it over and over, stretching his pretty little hole. My hand moves from his hip to his ass cheek, pulling it to the side so I can get an even better look at his stretched rim.

“Oh fuck. I need you to come.” I shudder, the view almost too much. “Leo,come.”

He’s stroking furiously, his hips moving as he humps into his hand and then pushes back, taking more of my cock. “Yes. So good. So fucking good,” he babbles and then finally,fucking finally, his tight ass clenches so hard around my aching dick I nearly pass out from the pleasure racing down my spine.

He cries out my name just as I explode, my cum filling histight hole. I press into him over and over, not willing to pull out yet, sending little shocks of pleasure through us both.

He squirms under me, pulling his hand out from beneath his body and I see the sticky evidence of his release coating his fingers. I lean forward and grab his hand. The angle is awkward, but I’m a man possessed as I bring those fingers up to my mouth and suck them clean.

Sue me. I fucking want him.

My cock twitches hungrily inside of him at the taste and he lets out a satisfied, deep moan. His hand drops next to his head and I thrust into him twice more before my spent cock starts to slip from his wet hole.

I watch in wonder, holding onto his ass and spreading his cheeks so I can watch my release slide from his opening. “Holy shit that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

I can’t see his face right now, but I swear I can feel him smiling as he wiggles his ass for me. I smack the right cheek playfully and he laughs as I roll off him and he cuddles into my side the way he likes to.

I know we should probably get some sleep, but I don’t make a move to climb off the bed. I just cuddle him closer to me. I don’t want this moment to end.

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