Page 89 of Stick By Me

With a rasp, I said, “Put it in, Leo.” It would hurt like a bitch at first, but I could take it. I used a damn dildo most the time when I beat off for fuck sakes. I braced myself.

“Are you sure?” He held me tighter and thrust faster against my hole, gasping.

“I’m sure. Do it.” I wanted him now. All the fucking way, nothing between us. I gritted my teeth and as the head of his dick pressed into my hole, I shoved backward.

The tip of his cock breached me, and a burn lit me up inside. “More Leo, do it.” The pain took everything else away and all I had left was Leo. The love of my life.

He slowly pushed in. “Fuck, so fucking tight,” he said inside a ragged breath. “Holy hell.” His fingers dug into my abs and droplets of his sweat fell onto my back.

The fullness and heat consumed me, and I chased it. “More Leo. Give me all of you.” I panted, sparks lighting up behind my eyes.

As his balls rested against the back of my thighs, he gritted out, “Love you, Archer. Love you, so much.” He peppered kisses along my jaw, my neck, my shoulder, then tugged on my aching cock.

Sensation and emotion exploded inside me all at once. “Love you, too. Now, fuck the daylights out of me.” I gasped for air.

He hit me with hard, quick thrusts, grunting behind me. “You okay, baby?” he asked, pumping my cock with his fist.

As pleasure swirled through my whole body and tingled down to my toes, I lost myself to it. “Best ever.” I swooned with the slick gliding of his skin against my insides. It was like nothing I’d ever had before, and it was Leo. We were one.

Pumping me faster, he groaned in my ear. “You close? I’m so close. Can’t wait.” He thrust hard inside me and whimpered, then pulled out and thrust a few times more.

Heat filled my insides and my climax rushed to the surface, surges of sensation shivering over me. I cried out, my dick painting the bedspread with cum in quick spurts, my ass clenching around Leo’s cock with each one.

“Oh, Jesus.” Leo panted above me, his full body weight on my back. “That was amazing, babe.”

I breathed heavily, attempting to calm. “More than amazing, but I don’t have a word for it right now.” I pushed up and he lifted off my back. I’d need to clean up the bedspread before we went to sleep.

Leo plopped onto the bed on his ass, a shit-eating grin in his face.

When I stepped off the bed, warmth slithered down my leg. Spreading my legs, I looked down at the blob of Leo’s cum. “Shoot, guess we should have brought a towel in.” I chuckled, then tore a tissue out of a box on my dresser and wiped it up.

“Yeah, you made a mess on our bed.” Leo leaned against the headboard, one knee bent and one arm laying across it. “You’re fucking gorgeous, Archer, and maybe the hottest lay I’ve ever had.”

“Yeah? Is that what I am to you? A hot lay?” With a grin teasing my lips, I stepped to him and leaned in close, planting my hands on the headboard above him and focusing on his red, swollen lips.

His grin widened. “Yeah, along with the hottest hockey player I’ve ever seen and the man I love more and more eachday.” Grabbing the back of my head, he planted a lingering kiss on my lips.

As the kiss broke, I pressed my forehead to his, my heart blooming with warmth. “Good, same.”

He swallowed. “Tomorrow’s going to be hard. I want you to know, I’m here for you. Anything you need, anything at all, I’ll be there for you. Don’t feel like you have to hide or, or?—”

“I know, Leo. If there’s one thing I’ve learned about you, it’s that you’re a stable, unwavering force in the midst of chaos. I know I can count on you.” Thank God I hadn’t ended up with a moody hockey player or some shit. I gave him a quick kiss. “I’ll be right back.” I left to go clean up and bring a wet towel for the bed.

After cleaning up,I lay in bed with Leo, him on his back and me on my side, wedged into him, my head resting on his shoulder. I’d turned off the light and through the window, my deep blue curtains drawn open, the snow pecked against the glass and built up on the panes. There’d been so much drama around my dad, I’d barely had time to think about having Leo here in my childhood home. “Leo, I’ve never brought anyone home like this before.”

“Yeah?” Tilting his head over his pillow, he brushed his finger pads up and down my arm. “I’m a lucky man, then.” He kissed the top of my head.

Any other time, I might argue with him about who the lucky one was. “Maybe tomorrow morning I’ll show you around a little bit before we have to leave.” I snuggled into his side, his chest slowly rising and falling with his breath. Was my father struggling to breathe right now? The unknown was driving me crazy. “How badly off do you think my dad is?”

“Listen, plenty of people have heart surgery and go on to live full lives. I’m sure your dad will be okay with time.” Leo tightenedhis hold around me. “You don’t have to show me anything until this is over and your dad is stable. We should get our rest tonight.” His attention drew to the window. “It’s going to be a winter wonderland out there in the morning.”

“Yeah, it will.” Leo was fast becoming the voice of reason. “Love you, Leo.” I kissed his pec and closed my eyes.

“Love you, too, babe.” He yawned.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

LEO

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