Chapter Forty-One
I draw in a long, deep breath that feels sweet and easy, the first such breath I’ve taken since I turned my back on Leo and DC, and broke his heart and mine.
He starts undressing me. When I try to help get him naked, he bats my hands away and pins them over my head against the back of the couch with one hand, so he can continue baring my flesh with the other.
I have zero will to fight him.
Absolutely none.
I know we shouldn’t be fucking up in the residence, but at this point, I honestly don’t care.
Once I’m naked on the sofa, Leo starts kissing me, nipping and biting, sucking trails all over my body and ignoring my cock, which is hard and aching to feel his touch again. I’m helpless to resist him, even if I wanted to. In some ways, this man knows me better than I know myself.
He always has. It feels like Fate between us. I’m not one for believing in woo-woo, but the soul-deep connection I’ve always shared with Leo makes me want to.
He finally sits up and shrugs his blazer off, then pulls something from his right pants pocket and drops it on the coffee table.
Lube and condoms.
That pulls me up short. I actually cock my head as I look at him. “You walk around the White House carrying lube and condoms?”
He snorts. “I lifted them from Shae’s bedroom when we came up. That’s what I was doing in there. I’ll buy them some to make up for it. They have plenty, trust me.” He pulls a small packet of wipes from his other pocket and drops it next to them. “And those.”
Smiling, he gives me the little two-fingeredcome heregesture that I’d also forgotten how much I missed. I launch myself at him and help him shed the rest of his clothes. He can’t get naked fast enough now.
Five minutes later…
If you haveJordan pretzeled on the Music Room couch with his ankles by his ears and Leo’s cock up his asson your reunion-sex bingo card, congrats! Check it off.
“I was hoping that morning you’d ask me to join the two of you in the shower,” he growls against my throat. “I wanted to bend you over and fuck your brains out while I watched the pet suck your cock again.”
I’m trying not to come yet, because the man always could throw an excellent fuck. Even at his gentlest, there’s always something raw and primal around the edges with him that I didn’t realize exactly how much I’ve missed.
“How about tomorrow morning we do that, Daddy?”
He slows his strokes, staring down at me. “Who says we won’t still be locked in here and fucking each other’s brains out, baby boy?” A playful smile lights his features and it’s like the last seven months were nothing but a bad dream I’ve finally clawed my way free from. He takes a particularly hard thrust, and it feels soooo fucking perfect.
I sort of laugh, but it’s kind of a moan, too, becausedamn, he knows my body. “We get done here, Daddy, you need to run home and grab stuff so you can stay over tonight.”
He bites and sucks a spot on my left pec. “I still have a packed go-bag in my office.” He takes another hard thrust and it nearly shoves me over the edge.
I whimper and arch my back, trying to rock against him. “Fuck, yeah!”
“Don’t you fucking come without me, baby boy.” He bites my right pec, and I’m going to be the one covered in marks this time instead of him.
I wonder how many my boy will add to the collection? It won’t be Leo who’s bearing the messages now, I’m sure.
It’ll be me.
Yay!
“Has the pet been sucking your cock like a good boy?” Leo growls against my throat. “Has he been behaving himself?”
His larger weight has me pinned and unable to squirm against him as much as I’d like. “Yes, Daddy. Except there’s some rando, stalky dude who keeps texting him all the time and distracting him. That’s been kind of annoying.”
Leo laughs and thrusts again. “Some rando, stalky dude, huh? Sounds like an asshole. I hate him already.”
“Yeah, well I was starting to hate him pretty hard myself, until a little while ago.”
