“Yes, Sir!” Hell, his toes were curling, it felt so good, and the thought of being owned like that again was so fucking wonderful.
Leo thrust deep inside Jesse and started stroking his cock harder, faster. “If my boy wants to come, then you’d better come for me right now, or you’ll spend the rest of the day on edge.”
Helpless and immobile, all Jesse could do was lay there and moan as he felt his climax building in Leo’s skilled hands. Leo might not be an experienced Dom, but he damn sure knew how to handle a cock well, his callused palms creating fantastic friction against Jesse’s cock. Over the head, around the glans, back down again, Leo stroked him, building, closer—
With blessed relief, he felt his balls tighten and Leo chuckled as his hand grew slick when Jesse’s cock pumped cum out all over it.
“That’s my good boy. Damn that felt good, the way your ass squeezed my cock. Maybe my fantasy will be keeping you like this all day and just making you come around my cock as many times as I can.”
The thought of that fantasy made Jesse shudder with pleasure. “I’m Sir’s fuck toy. You can do what you want to me, whenever you want.”
“I’m beginning to see that.” He leaned forward and shoved his cum-covered fingers into Jesse’s mouth. Jesse immediately started licking and sucking, as if it was Leo’s cock.
With more than a little pride, Jesse loved that he felt Leo’s cock twitch in his ass. “Dammit, that’s fantastic.”
Leo sat up, grabbed Jesse’s hips, and started furiously fucking him. This time to bring it home, and it didn’t take long until Leo had finished, filling the condom.
As Leo caught his breath he reached down and unclipped Jesse, who didn’t want to move. “Are you okay?”
Jesse blindly groped for Leo’s hand behind him, found it, squeezed hard and didn’t let go. “You have no idea how fanfuckingtastic I feel right at this moment.”
* * * *
No longer caught up in the passion of the moment, Leo couldn’t help but worry that he’d gone a little too far.
Once he’d cleaned up and returned to bed, Jesse rolled over and draped himself across Leo’s chest, staring up at him with nothing short of adoration in his eyes.
“You have no fucking clue how good you are in bed, do you?” Jesse asked.
Leo tried to laugh it off. “Like I said, my other two experiences with guys weren’t exactly…good.”
Jesse stretched and planted a kiss on Leo’s mouth. “Nap. Then I want to play another round of being Sir’s fuck toy.”
“Maybe Sir wants his ass fucked,” Leo countered.
“How about I plug Sir’s ass and give Sir a long, slow blowjob before fucking Sir on all fours?”
Leo felt his cock impossibly twitch. Hell, it was almost as good as being a teenager again! “I could go for that.”
“Good. Because I’ve been told I give fucking awesome blowjobs.”
“No complaints from me so far, trust me.”
They spent the morning and afternoon talking, cuddling, kissing. Making out.
Exploring each other’s bodies.
Leo enjoyed laying on his stomach between Jesse’s legs, licking and sucking the man’s sac while Jesse held his legs up and back. Hell, he thought he could do that all day long, inhaling Jesse’s musky scent, feeling his warm flesh against his—heaven.
And late that evening, as promised and after having finished dinner, Leo had Jesse on all fours in bed, cuffed and collared, and slowly worked the largest butt plug Jesse owned into him. It wasn’t much larger than the first one he’d seen Jesse use. After he did that, he sat in front of Jesse and let him suck one more orgasm out of him through a banana-flavored condom.
No, he didn’t want to go home. He wanted to spend the night there, but knew he had to get up early, and so did Jesse.
He got dressed and deeply kissed the man before heading downstairs. Jesse stayed naked—cuffed and collared—as he walked him to the front door where Leo gave him one long, last kiss, his hands slapping Jesse’s ass before grabbing and squeezing, making him moan.
“I’ll call you when I get home,” Leo said. He’d already given Jesse his address. “Seven tomorrow night?”
“Yep. I’ll be there with butt plugs and condoms aplenty.”
Leo kissed him, lingering. “Good boy.”
On the way home, he called Laurel for their nightly call.
“Are you home yet, Daddy?”
“Not yet,” he said, truthfully. “Getting close. Did you go out with Mommy?”
And he ended up sitting in the parking lot for nearly five minutes trying to get her off the phone after he returned home.
“Okay, sweetheart. Daddy’s home and needs to get inside. Love you.”
“Love you, too, Daddy.”
“Good night.”
“Good night.”
He ended the call and then stared at the phone. He finally had the start of true happiness now. Yes, hard choices had been made. He’d tried like hell not to make them, but he couldn’t live the rest of his life in a lie. It wasn’t fair to him, to Laurel, or to Eva, even if Eva couldn’t see that right now.
She would, in time. He was sure of that.
He got upstairs and settled and called Jesse.
Jesse answered on the first ring. “Yes, Sir?”
“Is my boy ready to come for me?”
Jesse even sounded deep in subspace. Leo closed his eyes and imagined the man’s gorgeous brown eyes.
“Yes, Sir!”
Leo talked Jesse through it, making him hold back and wait until finally letting him come. And now his own cock was hard and throbbing.
“See you tomorrow night at seven. I’ll text you good morning when I’m awake.”
“Yes, Sir. Good night.”
“Good night, boy.”
It was almost too tempting to add an “I love you” to that closing, but he damn well knew that it was far too soon for that.
Maybe things would work out in that direction. He hoped so.
Meanwhile…there was a shower calling his name, and he wanted to bust a nut one last time tonight to have the second best night’s sleep he’d had in a long while.
The only thing to beat last night would be, of course, having Jesse in his arms.
Chapter Seventeen
Jesse was right on time Monday night. Leo was glad to see the man so punctual, because lateness was a pet peeve of his. He greeted Jesse with a kiss.
“Mind if I get comfortable, Sir?” Jesse put down his backpack and grinned.
“If by comfortable you mean naked, cuffed, and collared, yes.”
Leo had spent the entire day with an aching cock, and not just because he’d spent the better portion of the previous twenty-four hours with it inside the mouth or ass of a gorgeous man, either.
Because he spent the day in a near-constant state of arousal thinking about having Jesse again that night.
Before they got to dinner, though, Leo had Jesse on all fours and stuffed him with a butt plug. He’d already grabbed a couple of old towels to put down on the couch, where they’d sit to eat.
Jesse looked down at his leaking cock and gently thumped it. “How long do I have to wait, Sir?”
Leo reached down, caught the drop of pre-cum there, and lifted it to Jesse’s lips. “Not long, boy,” he said as Jesse sucked his finger clean. “Just until after dinner.”
After dinner, Leo had Jesse fuck him on the couch, face-to-face and Leo’s ankles over Jesse’s shoulders, while Leo stroked his cock.
Jesse wasn’t allowed to come until Leo did, either, and Leo held back, teasing. “That’s it, boy. Fuck that gorgeous cock into my ass.”
“Sir, it’s really hard to hold back,” Jesse begged. “You feel too good.”
“You don’t hold back and you come without permission, you’ll be holding it until next week.”
Jesse slowed his strokes, determined not to blow before Leo.
Leo grinned up at him when it hit him—both his
climax and the thought that triggered it.
He was already head over heels in love with this guy he barely knew.
Absolutely and utterly. Not just infatuation, but love.
“Okay,” Leo gasped. “Do it.”
Jesse let out a triumphant groan as he blew and filled the condom, then collapsed on top of Leo, not caring that he was getting cum all over him, too.
“Sir, I’m going to say something that might freak you out,” he whispered.
“What?”
“I think I’m in love with you.”
Leo wrapped his arms around Jesse and kissed him. Yes, they were a mess and would need a shower, but he didn’t fucking care.
“That’s okay, because I think I’m in love with you, too.”
They stared at each other for a long, quiet moment.
“What do we do now?” Leo asked.
Jesse grinned. “You’re the Dominant. You tell me.”
“I think we worked out a pretty solid plan this weekend,” Leo said. “See where things go.”
“Okay.” Jesse pushed up, laughing as he looked down at the mess now smeared between them. “Please get the test done.”
“I have an appointment tomorrow.”
“Good. Then maybe by this time next week I’ll be able to give you a proper blowjob, Sir.” He leaned in and kissed Leo, deeply, slowly, thoroughly. “Did I mention I love giving blowjobs?”
“You might have.”
“I hope that’s not a problem.”
“Not as long as you don’t mind getting them, too.”
Jesse grinned. “I don’t mind in the slightest.”
* * * *
They saw each other every night that week. On Friday, the plan was for Leo to let Jesse know where to meet them as soon as he knew. Jesse nervously waited with his cell in hand until Leo’s call came in.
As Leo had predicted, it was sushi.
With a grin, Jesse bounded down his stairs and hopped in the car, determined to beat them there. In fact, he was waiting outside when he spotted Leo’s car pull into the parking lot.
Leo walked a gorgeous little girl with long, curly brown hair and blue eyes the same color as Leo’s across the parking lot. He held her hand and she wore a Hello Kitty backpack.
Leo looked as nervous as Jesse felt. Jesse desperately didn’t want to fuck this up. He knew how important Laurel was to Leo, and he wanted the little girl to like him. Behind his back, he held a small present he’d picked up in preparation for this moment.
“Laurel, this is my friend, Jesse Morrow. Jesse, this is my daughter, Laurel.”
She stared up at him, wrinkling her brow before extending her free hand to him. “Pleased to meet you, Mr. Jesse.”
He shook with her, giving her a little bow. “Pleased to meet you, too, Miss Laurel.”
She laughed. “I like you.”
“I like you, too. Your dad told me you like Hello Kitty.” He handed her the small shopping bag.
She let go of her dad’s hand and gasped as she opened it. “Daddy! It’s a Hello Kitty coloring book and crayons!” She flung herself around Jesse’s legs, nearly taking his knees out and almost knocking him off balance. “Thank you!”
“You’re very welcome. I’m glad you like it.”
“Are you my daddy’s boyfriend?”
Jesse froze and stared at Leo.
He was a little relieved to see Leo looked as stunned as he felt.
“Um,” Leo said.
“If you are, it’s okay. But maybe I shouldn’t call you Mr. Jesse then, because that’s too formal.”
“Uh…” Jesse said.
“How about Uncle Jesse?” Leo suggested, diverting the topic slightly. “Is that okay?”
Laurel seemed to puzzle it over. “I think so. Is that okay with you, Uncle Jesse?”
“It’s perfectly fine with me.”
“Good.” She headed for the door. “Let’s eat. I’m starving, and there’s a California roll with my name on it.”
Leo didn’t even respond. He held his hand up for a silent high-five, which Jesse returned, before the men followed her into the restaurant.
* * * *
Later that night, once Laurel was safely asleep, Leo called Jesse for a debriefing.
“Holy fucking crapballs,” Leo said. “She was in fine form tonight.”
“She was adorable, but is she always like that?”
“No, that was out there, even for her.”
He loved the sound of Jesse’s laugh. “Did you tell her to call me Mr. Jesse?”
“No. See, that’s what you missed. The conversation all the way from Eva’s to the restaurant, once I told her you were joining us and she started her version of the Spanish Inquisition, only without the fun and games for all ages. You’d have thought I was under cross-examination.”
“I’m glad she liked the coloring book.”
“You totally rocked that selection, dude.” They fell into a comfortable silence. “You have no idea how glad I am she liked you,” Leo said. “She can be very fickle. She’s at this weird stage where she either immediately loves or immediately dislikes people when she meets them, no in between, get-to-know-you stage. It’s one or the other.”
“I’m glad I fell into the loves category.”
“Me, too,” Leo said. “Because I love you.”
He heard Jesse sigh. “Love you, too, Sir.”
Another moment of easy silence passed. “Look,” Leo said, “you’re going to be starting your classes in a few weeks and working less hours, which will hit your paycheck, right?”
“Right.”
“I stopped by the apartment manager’s office today. When I first rented, I had put in for a larger unit, if one became available, and one did. This was all they’d had when I moved in that was two-bedroom. It’s only two hundred more a month, and it’ll be available in two months. Now, I can swing that much by myself. But I’d like to put it out there that if we’re still feeling this good about each other when I move, if you’d like to move in with me then, we could talk about it. No pressure, though. We could share expenses. Two hundred a month, and help with groceries and utilities. That would help you out, right?”
“Okay,” Jesse said. “Yeah. Let’s keep that option on the table. What about Laurel? Would she be okay with that?”
“The question is, will you survive weekends clothed?”
Jesse let out a playful, melodramatic sigh. “If it’s for the greater good, I suppose I could endure wearing the bonds of my servitude to make my Sir and his adorable little kidlet happy.”
“The bonds of your servitude?”
“Hey, I’m brain fried. That wasn’t bad for me tonight.”
“I’m not going to lie. I’m scared.”
“I’m scared, too,” Jesse said. “But I have a safety net. I know if we do this and it doesn’t work, I can move back into Kel’s for now. What’s your safety net?”
“I can afford the apartment.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
Leo knew what he meant. “I don’t know how Eva’s going to react or if the divorce will even be final by then.”
“I don’t want to cost you your child.”
Leo knew he was in love with the guy, especially after that comment. “You won’t. This will work out.”
“Even if we need to put Laurel first and not live together until after the divorce is final, I’m okay with that. We have weeks together when she’s not with you.”
Holy crap, if Jesse had tried he couldn’t have said anything more perfect.
“I want us to have the goal of living together.” Leo dropped his voice. “When she’s at her mom’s house, Sir will enjoy his naked boy’s ass all he wants.”
“Holy fuck,” Jesse hoarsely said. “Now you made me horny, Sir.”
“You have my permission to rub one out without me tonight. But I should get off the phone.” He hesitated. “Love you, boy.”
“Love you, too, Sir.”
L
eo hung up and stared at his phone.
He really hoped Eva didn’t drag this out any longer than necessary, but he’d find out next week.
Probably Monday night.
Because if Eva was going to go off the deep end again, that would be when it happened, when she’d had a chance to grill Laurel about the weekend.
How much more slack am I supposed to give her?
So far, he’d kept the battle between him and Eva away from Laurel as much as he could. There would eventually hit a point where Eva would totally burn him out emotionally and he would have to slap her down legally the way Ed Payne had been begging to for months and bring it to a final, harsh close.
And Leo was afraid, if it came to that, what would happen. He wasn’t even afraid for Laurel.
He was afraid for Eva.
* * * *
They were eating leftover sushi for breakfast the next morning when Laurel gasped. “Daddy! Did you call Uncle Jesse this morning?”
Leo felt his face redden, because he’d been thinking about sending Jesse a text. “Um, nooo. Why? Was I supposed to?”
She frowned, jamming her hands on her hips. “Daddy. We’re going to Mote today. We should invite Uncle Jesse. It’s rude not to invite him.”
“It…is?” This was news to him.
Laurel rolled her eyes at him. “Daddy. Uncle. Jesse.” She stared at him as if waiting for him to connect the dots.
“Um…okay?”
“It’s a family membership, Daddy! He’s Uncle. Jesse. That means he’s family.” She crossed her arms and stared at him.
He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to burst out laughing at her odd emphasis, or stay serious and nod in agreement.
He finally settled for a third option. “Hold that thought. Let me get my phone.”
He made the initial call, just in case Jesse answered with something not exactly PG-rated.
Actually, Jesse sounded like Leo had awakened him from a deep sleep. “Uh-huh?”
“Um, Jesse, it’s Leo.”
“Good morning. Morning? Yeah, morning. Holy crap, it’s still morning. Good morning, Sir.”
Leo managed not to burst out laughing. “Hey, Laurel wants to talk to you.”
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