Chapter 14
After strolling around the shops on Mill Avenue, I’d received text messages from all my housemates and it turned out, no one was going to be home tonight. I couldn’t say I wasn’t happy about the prospect of having Leo all to myself at my place. He’d talked me into letting him cook a Cajun chicken and rice dish and now I could barely stay out of the kitchen as the scent of the spicy food flooded the house “That smells so good, Leo.” I hovered around his back as he stirred our dinner in a large pot on our stove.
“Good. Told you, you’d like it.” Turning his head, he pulled my face toward him and landed a kiss on my cheek. “You should know, I enjoy cooking for people. Especially those I…” He widened his eyes and his breath caught.
“What? What were you going to say?” With a smirk, I stood next to him and crossed my arms over my chest.
“Those I um, care about.” Tilting his head, his cheeks flushed. “Go and set the table, it’s almost ready.”
“Yes, sir.” With a salute, I pulled plates out of the cupboard, then grabbed forks from the drawer. “What are we drinking? All we have around here is Gatorade and water at the moment.” I set plates and silverware on the table.
“Gatorade for me.” He emptied the reddish chicken and rice dish into a bowl, then brought it to the table.
After pulling two orange Gatorades from the refrigerator, I twisted off the caps. “Nice of my friends to leave the house for us.” I was pretty sure they’d planned this. I sat at the head of the table, with Leo taking a chair beside me. Not my usual place, but I could deal with it.
Leo scooped the food onto our plates. “There.” He rubbed his hands together, then watched me.
With a smirk, I slid my fork into my food, then shoveled it into my mouth. Chili, garlic and oregano flooded my tastebuds. “Oh, damn.” It was heavenly.
“You like it?” He ate a bite of food.
I swallowed it all down. “I love it.” I gave him my best grin, then dug in for more. “You can cook for me anytime.” I sipped my Gatorade.
“If you want anything special at Thanksgiving, just let me know.” He stuffed a forkful of rice and chicken into his mouth.
“So, that’s a done deal? Don’t you have to ask your parents first?” I ate more food. I still had to break it to the guys that I wouldn’t be joining them this year. I was going to get shit for it, too.
“Don’t worry, they’ll be cool with it. My mom always makes sure there’s food for days.” He chuckled.
“Like mother, like son. It looks like we’ll have leftovers at least until tomorrow night, even with all the guys getting some.” My heart warmed. He’d made enough for everyone, even though they weren’t here.
“This stuff is even better the next day.” He wagged his brows at me.
As I ate more of my food, I thought about the week. It would be filled with practices and studying. We had some big games coming up this weekend and now it was critical I was mentally prepared. “Yeah, about that. I probably won’t be able to see you until Thanskgiving day.”
“Yeah, I figured.” He scooped up a forkful of food. “I spend the night before at my parents’ house anyways, helping my mom prepare the stuffing and getting the bird ready. We cook it overnight. Old family recipe.” He glanced at me. “It’s quality time I get to spend with my mom.” A smirk teased his lips. “We drink quite a bit of wine and get a little silly.”
“You do?” I set my fork down and wiped my mouth with a napkin. How nice would it be if Mom were still alive. There were so many things I missed. It was always those little moments that mattered. The ones you didn’t realize were going to be so special until after they were gone. “Hang on to that, Leo.”
He did a double take of me, then snatched my hand over the table. “You bet I will.” Leaning over, he pressed a soft kiss on my cheek.
He understood exactly what I was talking about without me explaining. Damn, he was something special. He was worth waiting for. It didn’t matter how long it took for him to be ready to come out to his family.
As we cleanedthe last dish and I put it away, Leo wrapped me up from behind, his swollen cock pressing into my ass through his jeans. He snuck his hand under the hem of my shirt, then skimmed up to tease both my nipples.
My cock stood at attention. “My, aren’t you all horny after making a proper dinner.”
“I am. Don’t you know Cajun chicken is an aphrodisiac?” He nuzzled into the back of my neck, then bit at the sensitive skin. “I want you, Archer. Been thinking about this all day.”
“Yeah?” My breath quickened as I turned in his hold, then I captured his mouth in hungry kisses, holding his cheeks with my palms, our tongues wrestling.
Hooking his arm around my waist, he pulled our hips together, his legs on either side of mine, our cocks rubbing.
Desire shivered over my skin as I thrust against him. “Fuck, Leo.” I groaned, throwing my head back as he nipped at my chin, then down the column of my neck, backing me into the counter next to the sink.
“Can I suck you off right here?” Holding me to him with one arm, he unfastened my jeans, and slipped his hand inside my briefs, then gave my dick a few solid tugs.
“Oh, Jesus.” My eyelids fluttered closed as sensation overwhelmed my senses. “You can do whatever you want.” If my roommates came home, too fucking bad for them.
He freed his own cock from his jeans, lowering the denim to below his ass, then dropped to his knees. “Can’t fucking wait.” Fisting my dick, he devoured me whole, flicking his tongue over my crown and sucking on the way up.
“Jesus, fuck.” I clutched the counter as my knees began to buckle, righting myself, then seized his hair as his head bobbed over me. Pleasure pummeled me in waves and my balls tingled.
Opening his throat, he took me in deep and swallowed, the muscles contracting around my crown.
With sharp gasps, I fucked his mouth, pumping in and out. “Oh God, oh fuck.” My gaze flicked to the door to the garage. If someone came home…Heat flared over my skin and my cock jerked in his mouth. I was close. “Leo, do you want me to come?”
He hummed over my dick and quickened his pace, licking up my shaft, then he fisted his own rock-hard dick, jutting up and leaking between his thighs, and jacked himself.
That was it. No stopping a fucking thing. My balls filled and drew up. I fell over the edge as a harsh surge of pleasure enveloped me, my cock spurting to the back of Leo’s throat. I cried out and arched my back while my toes curled on the tile floor. “Fuck, so fucking good, Leo, God damn it.” As it slowed, I panted and fought to focus.
Leo stood up, stroking his dick in a furious motion. “Can I, can I come on you?” He ripped my shirt up, exposing my bare abs and thrust his hips forward.
“Fuck yeah.” I leaned way back on the countertop, propping on my elbows. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, his dark hair falling into his face, his brows tensed, his teeth biting his lower lip.
Groaning, he leaned over and claimed my mouth in ravenous kisses, his tongue thrashing against mine. Hot cum painted my abs, my chest and spurted to my cheek. “Oh, holy fuck.” He took deep breaths, rubbing his waning dick on the cum coating my stomach. Peeking up at me from under his bangs, he said, “I-I don’t know what came over me.”
Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I held him to my chest, then placed a lingering kiss on his lips. “Whatever it was, I want more of that.” Sex with him was amazing, but it seemed spending the whole day together brought out the beast in him and I was down with that.
He gave a soft chuckle, holding the back of his hand to his mouth. “Yeah, okay. I can make it happen.”
I held him out in front of me. “Were you holding back on me?” Or maybe I’d been too careful with him since he hadn’t been with many guys.
Shrugging a shoulder, he said, “No, this dating a man stuff is all sort of new to me. Guess I’m letting myself explore a different side of myself.” Running his gaze from my still bare chest down to my spent dick, he licked his lips. “You look good covered in my cum.”
“Uh-huh. We’re just lucky none of the guys came home.” Lights flickered through the house from the front window. “Shit, clean up, fast.” Speak of the devil.
“Fuck.” Leo snatched a ball of paper towels, ran them under the water, then wiped us both down.
As we tucked our dicks into our underwear and started to fasten our jeans, Jonah and Mason waltzed through the door from the garage. “Well hel—” Jonah snapped his mouth shut, then pointed at us. “What the hell were you doing in our kitchen? I eat here.”
Leo fastened the top button on his jeans, then raked his fingers through his disheveled bangs. “What do you mean?”
Breaking out in laughter, Mason’s shoulders shook. “Oh, my fucking God. We can’t leave you two alone in the house for a second.”
“You’ve debauched our kitchen.” Jonah left for a moment into the garage, then entered with a spray can of Lysol in his hand. “Move. I’m hosing the place down.”
“Jesus, it’s all cleaned up, okay?” Sniggering, I snatched the can from him and set it on the counter. I hoped it was all cleaned up, or I was never going to hear the end of it.
“So, you admit you two were…were…what the hell were you doing?” Mason raised his brows.
“Never you mind.” I grabbed Leo by the elbow and led him away from the sink. “Come on, let’s go someplace more private.”
Leo stopped me halfway into the main room. “Oh, there’s some Cajun chicken and rice in the refrigerator if you boys are hungry.” He flashed them a wide smile.
Mason and Jonah looked at each other, then swept wide grins over their faces.
“Hell yeah.” Mason jumped for the refrigerator, flinging the door open. “Thank you, Leo!”
With a shake of my head, I guided Leo down the hallway and into my bedroom, flicking on the nightstand lamp. “I thought maybe we could watch a movie or something in my bed before you go.” I was going to miss him as soon as he left tonight.
“That sounds great.” He flopped onto my bed on his back and tucked his hands under the pillow behind his head. “What do you want to watch?”
Climbing up beside him, I plucked the remote from my nightstand. “How long before you have to go?” I turned on the television.
“Depends on you. You’re the one with the busy schedule who has to get up early.” He threw his arm out to the side. “Come here and cuddle in with me.”
“I have a few hours before I should be in bed.” I crept in next to him, laying my head on his shoulder.
He wound his arm around me and kissed my hair. “Gonna miss you the next couple of days.”
I rolled to my side, wrapping a leg around both of his and placing my palm on his chest. “I’ll miss you, too.” I chewed my lower lip. Should I ask? Yes. “Do you um, do you think you could spend the night sometime? I suppose you could tell Remy and Axel you’re spending the night with Angie.” My chest twinged. God, I wished he was out already.
His gaze swept toward the ceiling, and he planted the heel of his hand on his forehead. “Yeah, I can probably make something work.” He clenched his jaw. “I would like to spend the night with you.” His attention cut to me. “What if we rented a nice hotel room for a night?”
“Uh, why?” I fought off a grin. He must be getting really serious about us to be thinking like that.
“Because then we could be by ourselves without your roommates coming in and making it awkward.” He huffed a laugh. “Shit, Axel and Remy used to get teased about doing stuff on the couch back when Axel lived with his band mates.” He shook his head once. “Now look at us.”
“Yeah, there are going to be sex in the kitchen jokes coming my way for a while. These guys can be ruthless.” I let my grin widen. “Maybe on a Saturday after a game, we can get a hotel room. Then neither one of us will have to get up early.”
“Yes, that’s a plan. I’ll book a room. A nice one. Maybe at the Scottsdale Princess?” He kissed my forehead. “We could order room service and eat naked with only their nice bathrobes on if we want.”
I stared at him for a beat. “Damn, that’s pricey.” I brushed my hand over his chest, skimming a nipple. “But I like how you think.” My dick woke and I pressed it on his hip. “My dick likes that idea, too.”
“It does, huh.” He rolled to face me. “Maybe we don’t watch TV. Maybe we go another round?” He placed a long, deep kiss on my mouth and moaned, then palmed my swelling cock through my jeans. “Seems to me, someone owes me a blowjob.”
Practice was grueling this week,or at least it was for me. I had a newfound focus after the meeting with Richard Dupont and dad’s voice was tucked deep inside my head. Now it was Wednesday, and I’d been on it. My puck protection was better than ever and even Coach Patterson commented on how well I did in the blue line shuffle drills.
I sat at our kitchen table eating a Subway sandwich. We’d all decided to head over there after practice and now we were all home, getting ready to spend the night studying and chilling out.
“Are you spending time with Leo tonight?” Jonah dropped into the chair next to mine and unwrapped his sandwich. Italian dressing dripped out of the bread to land on the paper.
“No, he’s cooking tonight with his mom.” My eyes popped open. Shit, I’d been too busy and preoccupied with everything to tell the guys I wasn’t eating with them tomorrow. “Um…” I set my sandwich onto its wrapper and glanced around me at all the guys, grabbing drinks from the refrigerator and rummaging around the kitchen.
“What?” He stuffed the sandwich into his mouth and bit down.
“I uh, I’m going to spend the day with Leo’s family tomorrow.” I braced myself.
“What the fuck, Carlson?” Ace twirled around in the kitchen, his dark curly hair still wet from the showers. “I bought a huge bird this year.”
With a shrug, I said, “Yeah, sorry. I’m sure we’ll eat it all anyways.” I threw a glance at Jonah. He was gearing up to give me some shit.
Jonah licked dressing from a finger. “So, I guess Leo came out to his family?” He gave me the side eye and took another bite of his sandwich.
“Uh, no. They’ll be thinking we’re friends.” I winced.
“Dude, are you serious?” Mason strode toward me, then bent over and planted his hand on the back of my chair. “Not cool. I wasn’t going to say anything.” He glanced at Jonah. “Because your boy Jonah was saying it for me, but this has got to change.”
Swirling the end of his sandwich in the air, Ace said, “Yeah, I like Leo, but damn, he needs to grow a set of balls already.” He sipped from a bottle of Gatorade. “Aren’t you two like, boyfriends?”
“No, we’re not boyfriends. We’re…” What were we exactly? Dating? I pressed my lips together. It sure felt like it was a lot more than dating. Wait, we were exclusive, right? He wasn’t seeing anyone else, right? My heart stuttered. We’d never discussed it, but I couldn’t believe he was seeing anyone else.
Tyler strode over and fell into the chair at the head of the table, next to me but opposite Jonah. He peered at me with his intense brown eyes, his long, dirty blond hair framing his face and falling to his shoulders. “Whatever you two are, it’s plain to see when you’re together, you’ve got something special.” He planted his hand on my shoulder. “Leo seems like a good guy and you’re playing better than ever with him in your life. We don’t live in Leo’s head.” He glanced at each of the guys in turn. “We don’t know what he’s facing.” He lifted his chin. “Do we guys?”
With a low mumble, they all hung their heads.
“So, everyone, quit being so fucking judgmental and be happy he’s going to spend the day with his man, whatever that looks like.” He patted me on the back, then jumped up and jogged into the kitchen.
“Thank you, Ty.” I held my head high, then bit into my sandwich. This discussion was over.
“Yeah, just don’t try to fuck Leo in his mom’s kitchen when they’re not looking,” Mason cackled.
The room erupted in laughter.
“Fuckers.” With a soft chuckle, I shook my head.
A few hours later,I was studying at my desk in my room and my phone rang with a FaceTime call from Leo. As my heart warmed, I answered the call, setting my pencil down on my notepad. “Hey, Leo.”
His stunning face came into view as he walked, the darkening sky and trees behind him. “Hey. I wanted to see you before I went in to help my mom. I figured you might be winding down about now.”
“Sort of. I’m getting my studying done.” I glanced at my laptop, open to one of my textbooks, then focused on him. “But I need a break.” God, what I’d give to have him come over later and spend the night with me tonight. But I wasn’t going to ask. We’d made our plans for tomorrow.
“Oh, well, good. How was practice this week?” He stopped walking and brushed a lock of dark hair off his brow.
“It was awesome. I’ve got a fire lit up inside me after that chat with Mr. Dupont.” I let a smile creep over my lips. “Plus, I think maybe you’re good for my game.”
“What?” He snapped the edge of his mouth up. “Come on.”
“No, really.” I leaned back in my chair and spread my legs out straight, holding the phone to my face. “Tyler, the other D-man even said so. He notices shit like that.” Good ol’ Tyler. He was a quiet one, but knew when something needed to be said.
Leo quirked a brow. “I’m not going to become some sort of superstition, am I? Like are you going to have to kiss your old stick and me before every game?”
“You might.” I blew out a chuckle. “Then I’d have to find a way to take you to all of our away games.”
“And we’d be in hotel rooms together alone at night.” He gave me a coy smile.
“And we’d be naked and only wear the robes if we wanted to.” I glanced at my open door, my cock waking in my joggers. Shit, I didn’t want to be starting this if the guys could hear me.
“And we could fuck like savages.” Leo raked his teeth over his lower lip, his breath catching. “Shit, I have to walk into my mom’s house and now you’ve given me a boner.” He let out a soft snort.
I palmed my solid dick through my joggers. I liked where he was going with this, especially after the display in the damn kitchen. “I can’t wait to fuck like savages.”
“Archer, you’re not helping.” He stood against a stucco wall. “I’m seriously right outside my mom’s door.”
“You started it.” I wagged my brows at him. If only he could come over tonight. No, I wasn’t going to ask.
“Jesus, dude. Close the fucking door if you’re going to have phone sex. Have you no decency?” Tutting, Jonah shut my door.
“Oops.” I burst out laughing along with Leo. “Guess we should save it for tomorrow.” My chest bloomed with warmth as I took in his gorgeous face.
His grin waned. “Yeah, I’ll meet you over here around two? Does that work?” He scratched his cheek and glanced off to the side.
“That works.” The conversation was ending, but I didn’t want to let him go. I shifted on my bed. What else could we talk about?
“I’ll text you the address after we hang up. My parents live in Gilbert, by the way, so not too far.” He sighed. “So…I should go inside. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He blew me a kiss.
That was new. Fighting off a grin, I returned the kiss. “See you tomorrow. Have fun with your mom.”
“I will. Goodnight.” He ended the call.
I sank into the pillows on my headboard and stared up at my ceiling, dropping my phone to my side. I’d be meeting him at his parents’ house. That would look less suspicious. But we’d probably come back to my place after and spend some time in my bed. Tomorrow was looking to be a good day.