Chapter Twenty-Nine #2
“Well fucking read one.” He grabbed my hand and started walking behind the arena.
“I’m clearly missing something. Are you mad?”
He walked at a brisk pace until we were standing at the back of the arena with nothing but trees behind us.
“I’m fucking turned on, Hawaii. I’ve heard guys say if a girl wears their jersey it activates something possessive and primal. I can’t explain it, but apparently, it’s real because I feel it right now.” He dropped his bag and pressed my chest against the brick building.
“I really do not understand,” I said.
How is a jersey possibly related to the caveman instinct to claim something?
He groaned in my ear and pressed against me, his erection hard and rigid in the crack of my ass. “I’m going to fuck you like you’re mine, Hawaii, unless you tell me not to.”
“I am yours, Leo,” I said.
He pulled down my jeans and panties before making quick work of getting his dick out of his suit pants. He gripped my hips with both hands and pulled me back against him, the head of his cock teasing at my entrance.
“You look fucking perfect in this, Hawaii,” he said before slamming himself inside me and letting out a guttural moan.
His thrusts were hard and fast, and he wasn’t kidding when he said he wanted to fuck me like he owned me because he must have muttered “You’re fucking mine” half a dozen times as he worked to get us both off with more intensity than I could have ever imagined.
“You’re going to come with me, Sophia.”
“Okay,” I moaned, my pussy pulsing around him. “I’m close.”
He reached for my clit and started rubbing it vigorously. “Good, because I need you to come now, and you better scream my name and tell me you’re mine.”
“Fuck, Leo,” I yelled as my climax hit and his dick pulsed with his release. “I’m yours. I’m completely yours.”
He dropped his forehead to my shoulder and groaned as he slowed his movements. “I’m so fucking yours, baby,” he muttered.
He slowly lifted his head and pulled out, gripping his dick in his hand. A gush of his come fell out like I’d been uncorked. I spun around to face him. He stroked himself and I watched his cock grow back to its full length.
“How the hell do you do that?” I asked, remembering that he once told me he needed time to recover after coming.
“I don’t do it. You do it. Seeing myself leak out of you is what does it,” he said, still stroking himself. “Get on your knees, Sophia.”
I blinked at the command in his voice. Leo never ordered me around, but there was something about it that was a huge turn-on.
When it came to sex, he always knew exactly what he wanted and he had no problem asking for it—or apparently, demanding it, once in a while.
If only he’d do that with his feelings, we might not be in this weird relationship limbo.
I reached down to pull up my jeans.
“No,” he said, reaching between my legs for the come dripping out of me as he continued stroking his dick.
He shoved his fingers in the come now coating my pussy, playing with it, and pushing it back inside me.
He groaned as he did. “Fucking hell.” He tipped his head back.
“I want to see this running out of your mouth and your pussy at the same time, Sophia. I want you completely fucking owned by me. If you’re going to walk around in my jersey acting like you’re mine, then you can wear my fucking come like a trophy. ”
My pussy throbbed. Okay, Leo obviously has some sort of come kink and I am here for it.
I dropped to my knees in the dirt with my pants around my ankles, filing this away as the hottest fucking experience of my life. Leo stepped toward me and pushed his dick into my open mouth.
“Make sure it runs down your chin,” he said as he grabbed my head, pumping himself into my mouth vigorously.
I nearly chocked on his dick and when my throat constricted around him, he eased up slightly, still gripping the back of my head with both hands.
“You okay, baby?” he asked as one of his hands came to my chin, tilting my gaze upward as he kept thrusting.
I nodded.
He groaned and his head fell back again.
“I’m coming, Soph.” His hips tightened as his come hit my tongue and I held it in my mouth like he wanted.
I waited until he’d filled me with his release and then licked the underside of his dick, allowing the come I’d been holding to dribble out both sides of my mouth.
I stood up with his come dripping down my legs and my chin and he stepped forward, pressing my back against the wall as his mouth devoured mine.
He licked the come off my face and returned it to my mouth with his tongue, while his fingers pushed the still-warm come between my legs back inside me.
He rubbed it into my clit with his thumb and I swelled with need again as he rubbed it in circles.
At the sound of my moan, Leo pulled his lips from mine and surveyed my face. I closed my eyes, relishing the pressure building between my legs. My face and thighs were sticky, and his dick was pressed against my leg, leaving streaks of moisture everywhere it touched.
“Are you going to come for me again, Hawaii?” Leo asked.
“Yes,” I crocked. “Kiss me.”
Leo’s lips were on mine instantly as his tongue swept in my mouth and the pulsing in my clit intensified.
I grabbed his face with both hands and held him to me as I climaxed again, my whole body shaking from the intensity and the cold air around us.
Leo broke the kiss and stepped back, chest heaving.
He looked down at his hard cock between us.
“We should go back to my place now. I don’t think we’re done.”
“All of this because of a jersey? I’m going to wear this every day,” I said, looking down at it.
“Don’t make me promises, Hawaii,” he said sadly. He tucked himself back in his briefs and reset his suit pants. “I need you to take it off when we get back to my dorm. You can wear anything else of mine, but not that. Not until you really mean it, Sophia.”
He grabbed a towel from his bag to help clean me up before resetting my clothes and taking my hand to walk me back to his place.
The whole time we walked, I bit back the words on the tip of my tongue.
But I couldn’t bring myself to say it, not when I knew we were about to be apart for four weeks for winter break.
Not when I knew that at the end of this school year whatever we said now and whatever we meant now wouldn’t make a difference because our lives didn’t align after graduation.
But as I fell asleep in my room that night after he’d walked me home, I whispered it into the universe anyway.
“I did mean it, Leo. I meant all of it.”