Chapter Twenty-Nine

Leo

I nearly attacked Andy when we got to my RV. Pushing him down onto the couch, I climbed right into his lap and seared our mouths together. He was here. He came to see me, and I had nothing to worry about. He was okay. He would continue to be okay. I would make sure of it.

"Leo," Andy gasped as I slid my hands up under his shirt. "Baby, we have plenty of time for... Fuck." He whimpered as I pinched his nipples.

I wanted my mouth on him. Every single inch of his skin was mine to explore and fest on.

I let out a squeal when Andy shoved me onto my back. He stared down at me with hooded eyes filled with heart and lust. "What do you want?"

"You." I tugged on the hem of his shirt. "Take this off. Let me see you."

He grinned, reached behind his back, and yanked his t-shirt over his head. God, he was so incredibly sexy. His shoulders were broader, his arms thick with corded muscles. And all that dirty blond chest hair that had sprouted over his massive chest... He was my dream man.

I raised an arm to place my hand on his flat belly. "You're so hot."

"Am I?"

Andy's neck flushed pink as he let my palms roam over him. His pupils dilated, and his teeth dug into his bottom lip. He didn't stop me when I shoved my hand down the front of his pants and cupped his cock over his briefs.

Andy's lids flutter closed.

"So, so hot," I murmured.

He grabbed my wrists and pinned both my hands behind my head. Whoa, that was new, and I was absolutely on board with it.

"You keep touching me like that, Ricky, and I'm going to come before I get inside you again," he rasped out. Andy leaned down and dragged his nose over my jaw, then nipped at my chin.

My hips canted. "Is that what you want?"

"Mmhmm." Andy smirked. "If I let go of your hands, are you going to be a good boy and behave for me?"

Jesus, when had he started talking like that? Because I was here for it, too. "Yes." I nodded. "I'll be your good boy."

"Fuck, Ricky." Andy groaned and crushed his mouth to mine, his heavy body pressed against me. He kissed me like this depended on it, his tongue twisting and tangling with mine before he pulled back. "Get these clothes off for me. I want to see you."

Andy scrambled off the couch, and I followed. I dropped my shirt to the floor, unbuckled my jeans, and kicked them off. I wished I had thought to wear some sexy panties instead of just the boring tighty-whities I had picked out. My jaw dropped when Andy sank to his knees before me, tucked his fingers into my underwear, and tugged them down my thighs.

He pressed his nose against my groin. "You always smell so good, baby."

I felt the tip of his tongue against my shaft, then his lips were there, and he was sucking the tip into his mouth. Heat streaked up my spine as Andy's fingers circled around my length, forcing me farther down his throat, and when he gagged, I combed my fingers through his soft hair.

"That's so good, hon," I assured him. "You're so amazing."

Andy groaned, then his gaze met mine while tears slipped down his cheeks. He looked perfect with his mouth wrapped around my dick, wrecked and needy. When he pulled off, he wiped his face before he stood up and kissed me again, his tongue sneaking between my lips. Andy gripped my head, tipped it back, and made my entire body turn to mush.

"Want you," he whispered, his blunt nails digging into my skin.

I whimpered. "Have me." I let out a giggle when Andy scooped me up into his arms and carried me to the bedroom, carefully placing me in the middle of the bed.

"I love you." Andy pressed hot kisses over my face. "I love you, Leo, and I always have. I always will." Unshed tears swam in his hazel orbs, and his brows dipped as he spoke.

"I love you, too, Andy." I placed a palm on each of his cheeks. "Always."

His lips curved up into a smile. He crawled up over me, and as I sank down onto my back, his cock slid over mine. My eyes rolled back as the overwhelming pleasure rolled through me.

"You like that, Ricky?" Andy cooed into my ear. He wrapped his hand around both of us. "God, that feels amazing." His breath was hot against my skin, his breath coming out in heavy pants. "Need to be inside you before I come."

I nodded. "Yes, please, fuck me."

"Do you have lube?"

"Under the pillow."

Andy growled. "Why is it under the pillow?"

"I like to jerk off before bed or sometimes in the morning. Did you forget?" I shoved my hand under the pillow to find it.

Andy licked the shell of my ear. "I remember how horny you were, you little minx." Goosebumps broke out over my skin. "Always begging me to touch you, get you off."

"Need you." I whimpered when Andy dropped his hand from between us. "Please."

He grabbed the lube from my hand, popped the cap, and tapped my hip. "Get on all fours, baby."

I didn't hesitate. When Andy's tongue swiped over my hole, I moaned loudly. Let everyone hear me. Us. Let them hear us. I glanced over my shoulder to find Andy with his face buried between my cheeks, one hand on my hip and the other still holding the lube. He continued to fest on me, sucking and fucking me with his tongue. When he sat back on his heels, I whined. Until a finger slid inside of me.

"Yes," I hissed, pushing back. "Give it to me, hon."

Andy gave a sexy growl. "You want another one?"

"Please," I begged.

When I felt a second finger join the first, I whimpered. I loved this. The way Andy knew how to play my body like a fine-tuned instrument. What I liked and how to make me come undone. No one knew me better than he did.

Andy pressed wet kisses against my backside as he opened me up, licking and nipping at my skin as he prepped me. The third finger made me feel so full. I was needy. I needed something more. I needed Andy.

"Ready for me?" he asked, and suddenly his fingers were gone. I heard the sound of a condom wrapper, the squirt of more lube, then Andy's cock nudged my opening. "Let me in, baby."

I relaxed my body as he pushed past the tight ring and slipped inside. I felt lightheaded as Andy's thick cock spread me wide open, his body draped over mine. His breath was in my ear, hot and heavy, as he stilled. When I turned my head, his eyes were clamped closed, his jaw tight.

Andy pulled back slightly, then he pushed back in. "You feel so fucking good."

"You do," I whispered, and his eyes popped open. "Ready to fuck me?"

He didn't answer but instead gripped my hips in his hands and did what I asked. I dropped my head back down, whimpering and moaning as Andy hit my prostate with every thrust. Stars exploded behind my eyes as I begged him for more. Pleaded with him to go harder. Faster. Fuck me into the bed. I reached down to wrap a hand around my aching dick and gasped when Andy flipped me onto my side, grabbed my leg, and hooked it over his hip.

Yes. Fuck. Yes, more.

"Want you to come, Leo. Come for me, baby, because I can't hold on much longer. That ass is feels so good. You were meant for me," Andy panted.

I could feel that familiar feeling in my balls. The way they pulled tight, the heat that streaked through my body and over skin. I threw my head back against Andy's shoulder and cried out his name as I exploded. Cum splattered against my stomach, chest, and chin.

"So good, Ricky, so fucking..." Andy's body tensed, then he moaned loud and low in my ear, his release hitting him. When he finally stilled, he buried his face against my neck and held me, his cock softening before it slipped out of me.

When I tried to move, he only held me tighter to keep me in place, the soft sob telling me what he couldn't. I wanted to comfort Andy. Kiss him and tell him he was okay. That we were okay, but I let him cry. I knew it was what he needed. When his sobs slowed, he sniffed softly and gave a tight laugh. This time, when I started to turn around, Andy didn't stop me.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked.

He shook his head, leaned down, and dragged his tongue over the cum that hadn't dried on my body. He didn't stop until he had cleaned it all up, his hands tight around my hips. When Andy was finished, he kissed me, the salty taste of my release on his lips. He buried his face in my neck again, and I wrapped my arms around him. We stayed like that, just holding one another and breathing everything in. This felt so familiar, so right.

"I love you." Andy's lips brushed my skin, and my cock rallied again. It never took much with him.

I hummed happily. "And I love you."

"I missed you. I'm not just talking about this past couple of days. I mean the past few years. I missed you. Nothing was right without you in my life." His voice was a soft whisper. "We're back together, right?"

I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. "Yeah, hon. We're back together."