Vulnerable [Suncoast Society] (Suncoast Society #29)(40)



Once Leo had him embedded all the way inside his ass, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath of his own. He felt like he’d explode if he touched himself, yet that was exactly what he wanted, Jesse’s hand around his shaft, stroking him while he f*cked the man’s cock.

Finally, he opened his eyes again and stared down at Jesse. Honey, maybe, instead of amber in this light, the green flecks around the outer edges looking more like hazel, emphasizing his dark mocha-brown irises.

He grabbed Jesse’s hands, lacing fingers with him, pinning his hands to the bed as he braced himself and slowly f*cked him. With his lips inches over Jesse’s, he said, “Good morning, boy. Don’t you dare come yet.”

Jesse whimpered. “Yes, Sir.”

And there it was, the glazed look. Subspace. Yes, he could tell now. He could see it, and it turned Leo’s crank, wound him tight. He wanted to keep Jesse down there, deep in that beautifully blissful place.

He loved that he could do that to him this soon, without beating him to get him there.

“Normally,” Leo said, “I want at least one cup of coffee in me before I even attempt to talk to people. You have an effect on me.”

“You have an effect on me, too, Sir.”

Leo crushed his lips onto Jesse’s, his tongue f*cking him in time with Jesse’s cock in his ass. Jesse scooted his feet up the bed, bending his knees for traction and helped, slamming his cock up into Leo.

Finally, Leo sat up, put one of Jesse’s hands on his cock, and said, “Get me off. Then you can come, boy.”

Thick pre-cum already dripped from his head, forming a sticky puddle between them. Jesse slicked Leo’s juices over the head of his cock, down the shaft, his gaze never leaving Leo’s as he stroked.

Leo closed a hand over Jesse’s and started f*cking his cock into Jesse’s fist, matching the tempo of bouncing up and down on Jesse’s shaft. Fuck, he wanted to do this all day with the guy, take turns f*cking each other until they couldn’t get it up again and collapsed in an exhausted heap.

Leo reached down with his free hand and cupped his sac, massaging it. “Get ready,” he hoarsely said.

Jesse’s lips parted, head up and off the pillow to watch. Leo suspected if he had a clean bill of health that Jesse would have probably awakened him with a blowjob—

And that was the thought that pushed him over the edge with a groan. His fingers clamped down on Jesse’s as he f*cked the last of his orgasm out of his cock, his balls pumping ropes of cum over their hands and mostly Jesse’s abs.

Jesse answered with his climax, moaning, as Leo reached down and tweaked Jesse’s right nipple with his free hand. He felt Jesse’s cock throbbing inside his ass before the man went limp below him.

Leo leaned in, well aware he was only smearing his cum all over both of them. He kissed Jesse hard, deep, sucking on his bottom lip before sitting up again. Leo rose up and slid down Jesse’s body, licking the man’s nipples, down his abs, swirling his tongue around his navel.

Jesse laughed and caught him by the arm. “Danger, Will Robinson. We should probably clean up and let me make you some coffee.” He grinned. “You can sit on the couch and watch TV and drink it while I see if I can get you back up again.”

Leo’s cock twitched.

Fuuuck…

He hadn’t been this horny in…

Ever.

Guilt washed through him. No, he’d never regret having Laurel. But how many good years of Eva’s life and his own had he wasted by trying to keep up the good fight, so to speak?

Jesse sat up, frowning. “What’s wrong?”

“What?”

“I saw the look on your face. What’s wrong?”

Leo carefully sat up and kissed him before climbing out of bed. “Just realizing that I have a lot of living left to do, and I should have been letting Eva do that a long time ago.”





Jesse wasn’t sure what he meant by that. He followed Leo into the bathroom, starting the shower as he disposed of the condom.

“Are you okay?” he asked Leo.

“I’m…I’m fine.” He turned to Jesse and placed his hands on his shoulders. “About this, absolutely, I’m fine. You’re…” He seemed to be searching for the right word, his blue gaze drilling into Jesse’s core. “You’re amazing. I can’t believe how lucky I am that I met you at this time in my life.”

Jesse felt relief wash through him. “Well, the Suncoast Society gang tends to have a pretty decent track record when it comes to matchmaking.”

“So it would seem. Let me get those off of you.” He indicated the collar and cuffs. Jesse stood still while Leo did it.

“Another rule, “Leo said. “Unless I tell you otherwise, you bring them to me to put them on you or take them off. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Jesse turned to him. Bullshit the man wasn’t a Dominant. He absolutely was a natural Dominant. So he didn’t have impact play techniques down pat yet. That could be taught.

The true control, the trust…that wasn’t something that could be taught.

Leo had captured him without even trying.

They stood there, staring at each other as steam filled the bathroom.

Jesse caught his hand. “Come on. Let me wash you up, Sir.”

Grabbing a washcloth and soap, Jesse wouldn’t let him do a thing. He soaped Leo’s whole body, everywhere, exploring, teasing, even sliding soapy fingers up the crack of his ass and playing with him, down to his balls, over his cock, which appeared to be reviving already.

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