Chapter 20
Auggie
Itry to play it cool, like Leon kissing me is a totally normal, everyday occurrence.
His beard scrapes my skin, and his tongue pushes against mine, and I swear every part of me has turned to jelly—except my dick, which is now rock hard—but I manage to keep on my feet.
Manage to meet each lap of his tongue with one of my own.
Manage to not hump his leg like a dog in heat.
Though that one is a very close call.
He breaks away, and I can’t quite make out his expression with his back to the streetlight.
“This okay?” he asks, slightly out of breath. Because of me. I did that.
“If it wasn’t, I would have kneed you in the balls by now.”
He reaches down to cup his groin. “Good to know.”
“So, umm …” My nerves are buzzing, making it hard to think. “House. My house. Are you coming? There! Coming there. Not coming coming, though I definitely hope there’s some of that too.”
Leon chuckles, and his lips brush mine again. “I’m coming to your place, where I’m going to make you come so hard, I’ll ruin you for anyone else.”
Mmm … he already has. Just locking me between his arms, up against a wall like this, is enough to do it, and I mean, he didn’t even touch me last time and it was still one of the hottest moments of my life. Looking up from my knees at his sexy body towering over me …
“I’ll be holding you to that.”
Before I can overthink it, I slide my hand into his and tug him back out onto the street. It’s only a few minutes’ walk before we’re rounding the hardware store, climbing the stairs we built, and walking into my apartment.
I expect Leon to get straight to it, but instead, he hesitates.
“Here’s the thing …”
“Uh-oh. Nope. Don’t go promising me hot sex and then back out.”
That makes him laugh, at least. “I’m not planning on backing out, even though a smarter man would.”
“Then what is it?”
He nods at my couch before taking a seat and patting the place next to him.
Ah. We’re talking.
Fun.
I flop down beside him.
“Ground rules.” His voice takes on a bossy tone that I like. “We covered some last time, but I want to make sure we’re both on the same page before things get started. First, this is casual. It’s only sex.”
I hurry to agree because like hell am I dumb enough to let those terms get in between me and Leon’s dick. “Just sex. Got it.”
“Second, I want to reiterate that us hooking up doesn’t affect work. Those things are completely separate.”
And yep, I know that’s a pretty important point, but all I latch onto is, “Hooking up? As in present tense. As in possibly more than just last time and tonight?”
A whole mess of conflict crosses his expression before he pushes it away.
“Let’s take it one day at a time, but … well, I’m attracted to you.
Very. And I can’t see that going away anytime soon, but we both have to be okay with the other person turning around and being honest when it isn’t working anymore. ”
“Of course. Yes. I can do that.”
He watches me for a moment. “So tomorrow, if I decide I’m done, you’ll be okay?”
“I’ll be disappointed because I can’t imagine a time when I don’t think you’re the sexiest man I’ve ever seen, but I’ll understand. And I won’t hold it against you. Or let it interfere with work.”
His handsome face breaks into a smile as he turns his body toward me. I almost melt when he reaches for my face and smooths a calloused thumb over my cheek. “Yeah, I don’t think one more night will be enough either. But we’ll see.”
I wriggle closer. “Is there a third point?”
“Yes.” He clears his throat. “And for some reason, it’s more awkward to tell you this than random strangers that I meet, but …
I’m a cuddler. So after sex, there’s none of that leaving right away bullshit.
I like the intimacy of it, so if that’s too weird for a casual hookup, you need to tell me now. ”
Aww … sexy, big, bad Leon is a snuggler? I melt, and when I give him the soppiest face I can manage, he barely holds back from rolling his eyes at me.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m a big ol’ teddy bear.”
“That’s adorable.”
“It’s totally normal and not at all weird for someone to want closeness after sex. I don’t buy into the crap about needing to fuck and run.”
“No, I agree.” I’m still trying not to laugh though. Not at him. But, well … okay, kind of at him, but only because he’s uncomfortable which is usually my domain, and also, he’s so adorable I can’t even.
“One question,” I say, tucking my knees under me and shuffling closer to him.
“Mmm?”
“Are you the big spoon or little spoon?”
He chuckles and pinches my thigh. “Considering you’d barely fit those matchstick arms around me, I’ll be spooning you, killer. Though when it comes to equipment, you’re definitely the big spoon, and when it comes to utensils, I’m … versatile.”
Versa …
Oh.
“You’d let me fuck you?” The words come out before I can stop them, and the minute they fall between us, I want to gather them up and shove them back down my throat.
Leon doesn’t look shocked though. “I would.”
I’m well aware my mouth is hanging open. “I’ve … I’ve never …”
“If you don’t top, that’s cool too,” he hurries to add. “Like I said, I’m easy either way.”
“No, I do! Well, I think I do.” My dick definitely agrees with that statement.
“It’s … I’ve never … umm, topped before, even though I think I’d want to try it, but whenever I’ve hooked up with people they’ve seen, you know, my size, and we never made it to that part.
” I don’t think it’s possible for my cheeks to get any hotter than they currently are.
Having sex is no problem for me—I love it—but talking about it?
And discussing my size? It isn’t something I’ve ever felt comfortable with.
Even in the locker room at school, kids would tease me for being so big, and while it was all well and good to tell myself they were jealous, in real life, no one actually wants this.
Trying to hide my boners … near impossible.
Having sex without accidentally hurting the person I’m with seems like such a chore that it’s easier to get myself off rather than dealing with the look of whatthefuckisthis whenever a guy gets near my dick.
Leon’s grin is wide as he leans in and cups my face. “Is sex without a little pain even worth having?”
“I’d say a lot of people would respond with a solid yes.”
“Good thing I’m not a lot of people.” He nips along my jaw before sucking my earlobe into his mouth. My skin tingles in every point we’re touching. “You gonna split me in half while I bounce on your cock?”
My head drops back on a groan because that imagery … I need him. Now.
I scramble into his lap, straddling his hips, and grind my hard length into his.
Leon’s breath catches. His hands close tight over my ass, holding me in place, encouraging me to keep moving. As I work my hips, his hold tightens, fingertips digging deep into my flesh, and his lust-darkened eyes meet mine.
“This okay?” he rasps.
I lean in and kiss him. His beard scrapes my jaw, and a low rumble vibrates in his chest as I link my hands behind his neck and sink into the kiss.
His hard tongue against mine, his commanding lips, the small groans.
I don’t even realize I’m going wild on top of him until he grabs my hips and forces me to stop.
“I want you naked this time.” His voice is a deep growl that my body immediately reacts to. I quickly help him yank my shirt over my head, and before it even hits the floor, Leon has popped the button on my shorts and is pushing me to stand.
He shoves everything off at once, and then I’m standing there, between his thighs, completely naked. Leon is still dressed, and while I want his body on full display for me, there’s something about being naked for him, letting him look, that turns me on even more than I was before.
Leon’s dark stare drops to between my legs, and he actually licks his lips. “Even bigger than I remembered.”
“Yes, well, I’m so hard I could probably blow any minute.”
“As much fun as that would be to witness, I want to enjoy you first.” He leans in and very slowly licks the bead of precum off the tip.
I must make some kind of embarrassing noise because this wicked spark crosses Leon’s face.
He reaches up and slowly, featherlight, runs the tips of his fingers down my shaft until they softly caress my balls.
My legs tremble. It’s so hot, but nowhere near enough for me. I’m about to take matters into my own hands—literally—when he grabs my balls and pulls.
“Ah!”
His chuckle is low and dark and so fucking sexy my erection is at war with the pain of my balls in his fist. “Can’t have you coming yet.
” And as he works my balls away from my body, he leans in and starts to lap and nip at my dick.
He doesn’t make any moves to suck me off, but as I watch him, taking his time, doing exactly what he wants to do to my body, it occurs to me that this isn’t going to be like any hookup I’ve had before.
“Are you trying to edge me? Just suck it.”
“Nope.” He tongues the underside of my head, drawing a frustrated growl from my throat. “I know hookups are about getting off, and I’ll get you there, but sometimes I like to play first. Why rush for it to be over? Relax and enjoy yourself.”
Why rush? Because I’m turned on almost to the point of pain, and I want to come already. I want his mouth around me. I want his dick inside me or mine inside him. I don’t even know—all I know is there’s no stopping from thrusting lightly against his lips.
His grip on my balls tightens, sending a quick jolt of pain through me, and suddenly I know exactly what Leon means. It hurts, but it also increases the sensitivity in my dick to the point where I think I want him to do it again.
Which is weird.
Right?
Yep, totally weird, and yet I’m totally into this.
Then Leon seals his mouth over the head of my dick for a second before pulling off with a pop.
“Do that again,” I say.