Vulnerable [Suncoast Society] (Suncoast Society #29)(39)

To be honest, other than the not being allowed to come part—which Jesse was used to and didn’t mind—that had been the best f*cking of his life.

Ever.

Leo carefully untangled himself from Jesse and went to clean up in the bathroom, including removing his butt plug.

When Leo returned, he unsnapped the leash from Jesse’s collar but had him keep everything else on.

“How do you want me?” Leo asked.

Jesse grinned. “Any way I can get you, but on your back this time.”

He shoved another towel under Leo and knelt between his legs, gently palming the man’s sac. “Please get those test results done quick,” Jesse said. “You have no idea how badly I want to swallow a load of your cum.”

He pushed Leo’s legs up and back and had him hold them out of the way. Then he rolled on a condom and lubed himself, drizzling more along the seam of Leo’s ass, before he pressed the head of his cock against him.

Looking up into Leo’s eyes, he felt himself falling. Right over the damn edge, into the abyss.

Love.

He couldn’t deny it.

Stupid?

Yes. Too damn soon?

Absolutely.

But he knew with certainty if they made it through the next couple of weeks that this was forever. He felt it. He felt it and knew it, because he’d never felt like this before with anyone.

Ever.

Jesse nodded at him, and Leo nodded back.

Slowly, carefully, Jesse took his time and gently pressed forward, making tiny progress with each stroke, watching as Leo’s lower lip caught under his teeth while his cock slowly inflated once again.

Jesse grinned, spit in his palm, and skillfully stroked Leo’s cock with his hand.

Leo moaned. “Fuck, that’s…f*ck.”

“Perfect, right?”

Leo nodded. “Perfect.”





It felt perfect. Absolutely.

Jesse leaned forward and braced his hands against the bed, never breaking eye contact with Leo as he slowly started f*cking him.

It was so different, and yet at the same time felt so right, having this man f*cking him. He reached down and grabbed Jesse’s ass, urging him faster, harder.

“May I please come, Sir?” Jesse gasped.

“Yes,” Leo said, barely able to speak. He used one hand to reach between them, grab his own cock, and start stroking it as Jesse f*cked him, harder, faster.

He heard Jesse’s gasp and felt the man’s cock stiffen and throb inside his ass, and that was all it took. Leo’s cock exploded in his hand, coating him and Jesse and Leo’s hand with his cum.

Jesse fell still, then started laughing.

“What’s so funny?”

He kissed Leo, apparently not caring that he was smearing it around even more and making a bigger mess. “Get that test done quick, Sir. I like licking up messes. That should be one of my jobs.”

He grinned. “Absolutely.”

They grabbed a quick shower before returning to bed and collapsing there, limbs entwined, Jesse comfortably snuggled against Leo.

Even in this way, Leo couldn’t help but think how perfectly the man fit in his arms.

He didn’t want to keep making comparisons to Eva, but he couldn’t help it. The last twelve years had been spent married to her, sleeping with her. It was his last and only real comparison.

But there was no comparison now, not really.

Had any doubts remained in Leo’s soul about the path his life needed to take, Jesse had completely, utterly erased every last one of them.

Even if things didn’t work out between them in the long run, he knew he couldn’t go back. Happiness did not lay with Eva. His happiness lay elsewhere, maybe even right here.

Only time would tell.





Chapter Fifteen


Leo couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so well or deeply. At one point in the night, he awoke lying on his side, facing away from Jesse, with Jesse pressed against his back, his arm draped around Leo.

Leo turned toward him, wrapped his arms around him, and immediately drifted back to sleep even as Jesse nestled his head in the crook of Leo’s arm.

When Leo awoke on Sunday morning, he looked down to find Jesse still nestled there against him, eyes open and staring up at him.

“Hey,” Leo said, his voice still thick with sleep.

Jesse grinned. “Good morning, Sir.”

As if on command, Leo’s cock hardened like granite. Yes, he frequently had morning woodies, although at forty-two they weren’t usually as hard and aching and immediate as this one was.

He rolled Jesse onto his back, straddling him, his body stretched over him and pinning him to the bed.

And Leo was pleased to see Jesse’s cock appeared wide awake as well.

A strip of condoms and tube of lube had ended up on one of the night tables. He grabbed them, rolling a condom onto Jesse’s shaft and slathering it with lube. Jesse watched him, eyes wide, softly moaning and arching his back in response to Leo’s touch.

Leo rose up, slathering himself as best he could with lube. Yes, the sheets would be a mess, but hell, he’d help Jesse do laundry later.

Grabbing the base of Jesse’s cock, Leo lined the head up with his ass and slowly impaled himself, watching Jesse’s face, loving the way his breath quickened.