Chapter Forty-Nine

Leo

Sweat glistened all over Andy's body as he ever so slowly slid his length in and out of me. My own body trembled with desire. I whimpered when he slipped out of me, leaving just the tip inside. My own dick ached for relief. We had been at this for what felt like hours. Andy getting me close over and over again, edging me until I felt like I would burst into flames. It had started with him jerking me gently, twisting his fingers around the head of my cock, and then he added two fingers, drizzling lube all over them before he pushed inside of me, still sliding his other hand up and down my shaft.

Andy knew when I was close. His fingers would disappear, and he licked over each of my nipples in a slow, sensual pattern that had my balls throbbing and my cock leaking precum all over my stomach. Then he would start all over again, his fingers lubed up and driving me wild. When Andy finally covered his cock in lubricant, I thought I would be able to get some relief.

I was wrong.

"Please." I whimpered as I arched my hips, trying to force Andy back inside of me. "I need to come." I reached for my dick.

Andy smacked my hand away and shook his head. "Not yet, baby." His pupils were blown wide with heat as he bottomed out inside of me.

I moaned loudly as Andy pegged my P-spot. My back bowed as pleasure ripped up my spine and heat pooled in my belly. I was so fucking close. Just a few more thrusts and I would burst apart. Only Andy stilled inside me, his fingers rolling over my nipples.

"This is torture."

"You're going to come so fucking hard," he promised, leaning down to suck on the sensitive bud. "You're going to beg me to do this to you again and again."

I dragged his face to mine and kissed him, licking and sucking on his tongue. "It feels so good."

"It feels amazing."

"God, I never want you to stop fucking me. I want you to live inside of me."

Andy growled as his hips picked up speed, his thick length filling me to the brim. He slowed again to an agonizing pace; our lips again locked together. I carded my fingers through Andy's damp hair as he captured all the sinful sounds I was making. My skin felt like it was on fire, my body ready to combust.

"Please, hon, I want to come for you," I begged. "I'll do anything if you let me. Please, please, please."

Andy dropped kisses along my neck and shoulders. "You want to come, baby? You want to scream my name as you let go?"

"Yes. So much yes." I gasped when Andy dragged a finger over the tip of my cock. "I'm so close."

Andy gripped my hips as he started to fuck me again. "Touch yourself."

I swear I had never moved faster. The second my hand wrapped around my aching cock, I saw stars. Andy's name tore from my lips as hot cum splattered against my chest and stomach, ripples of pleasure causing my body to tremble and shake beneath him. I felt Andy tense against me, his own climax starting to arise, and I whimpered.

"Come on my face."

Andy's eyes flew wide. Then he groaned as he slid out of me, shimmied up my chest, and positioned himself above me. "You want this?"

"Please." I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, inviting him to let go.

Andy's eyes rolled back as he fisted himself; then the heady, salty taste of him hit my tastebuds. It landed on my cheeks, my nose, and all over my chin.

"Fuck, Ricky," he growled before dropping down to kiss me, his tongue invading my mouth. He licked the cum from my face as he rutted against me, growing hard again. Even my spent dick twitched between us, trying to rally for a second round.

I gave Andy a lazy smile when he dropped onto the bed next to me and pulled me closer. "That was...." I closed my eyes and inhaled his musky scent. I didn't care that we were both covered in cum and sweat. This moment was perfect.

"Life changing," he murmured. "You have some..." Andy chuckled and dragged his fingers over my chin before shoving them in his mouth to suck them clean. "I like yours better."

I hummed softly. "Where did you learn how to do that?"

"Do what?" Andy asked, his words slightly slurred. We were both about to fall into a deep slumber.

My lips brushed over his shoulder. "Edge me like that."

"Porn."

"What?"

Andy grinned at me when I pulled back. "What? You think I didn't watch porn when I was on the road? I had to do something to occupy my lonely nights, and it's so easy to get."

"Porn taught you how to make me come my brains out? That's what you're telling me right now?" I stared at him, catching the way his gaze kept dropping down, grazing over my naked body.

He tugged me back against him. "Yeah, Ricky, that's what I'm saying." He smoothed down the hair on the back of my head. "I love you."

"I love you, too." I murmured as the soft sounds of Andy's slow breaths filled the air. "Always," I whispered before I drifted off to sleep.

***

I woke before Andy, with the sun shining in between the bedroom blinds. I took a moment to take every inch of him in: the corded muscles, the thick, broad shoulders, and his massive chest. He was handsome, but right now, he truly looked beautiful. His lashes brushed over his cheeks; his dirty-blond hair tousled from sleep. Andy had perfect, plump, pillow-soft lips, and as I leaned down to brush my mouth against them, I couldn't stop the smile that spread over my face.

He was mine. We were going to get married and have the happily ever after that I thought we lost.

I climbed from the bed and took a quick shower, scrubbing at the dried cum off my skin, then I slipped on a pair of silky blue sleep shorts and the matching top Ezra made me. I made my way into the kitchen, finding a few pans in the cabinet and plenty of food in the fridge. I started cutting up some potatoes just as I heard a soft knock on the door.

"Ford?" I glance behind him, thinking Felix would be there, but when I realized he was alone, I let him inside. "Everything okay?"

He pushed past me. "I... I don't... Can I trust you?" Ford's hazel eyes were blown wide. "I know you're still mad at me, which you have every right to be... But, Leo, can I trust you?"

"Of course you can." I started to reach for his hands, but he pushed me away. "You're scaring me."

Ford chewed on his bottom lip. "I like him."

"You like who?" I narrowed my eyes. "I thought you said it wasn't like that."

He shook his head. "Not Andy. RJ. I like him. A lot, and I know Felix does, too, but I don't want to step on my brother's toes. He's been into RJ for years. I shouldn't have kissed him the first time, but now it's been more than that, and I don't know what to do." He gripped the ends of his hair.

"Are you hungry?" I motioned to the kitchen table. "I was just starting breakfast, and there's more than enough."

Ford's mouth dropped. "You're inviting me inside to eat breakfast?"

"I am. Come on." I walked back to the stove as Ford slid into one of the chairs. Neither of us spoke as I finished cutting up the potatoes and turned on the stove. I added onions and peppers, grabbed the carton of eggs, and began to scramble them in a bowl. "You should talk to Felix. Tell him what you're feeling. You know he's not going to get upset with you."

Ford had his teeth digging into his bottom lip when I finally turned to look at him again. "What if he does get mad? Tells me that RJ is his and he won't share with me."

"I don't think that's going to happen. You both went out on the date with him last night." I glanced up as movement caught my eye, and I saw Andy smiling at me. Thankfully, he had put on pajama pants and a shirt, or I might have had to cut out Ford's eyeballs for looking at my man.

Andy walked over and pressed a kiss against my forehead. "This smells good, baby."

"Thank you." I beamed happily. "Ford stopped by."

Andy nodded. "I see. Good to see you."

"I should... I'll let you two eat." Ford hopped to his feet.

I spun around. "Sit. You're going to eat with us and then we'll figure out what to do about RJ. But, again, I think you should talk to Felix."

"Okay, yeah, I mean, I am hungry." Ford dropped his gaze to the table.

"Ford! Are you in there?" Felix's voice boomed loudly through the open window before he starting knocking on the door. "I know you are. Our car is still here, and you're not inside the house. I need to talk to you right now."

Ford paled. "Oh shit."

"Did you fuck RJ or something?" Andy winked and strode over to let Felix in.

He stomped over to his brother. "What's going on with you? You're acting weird. You never just disappear without telling me. Was last night too much for you? If you're not interested in RJ, I can just—"

"No, I am. Very interested, I mean." Ford stumbled over his words.

Felix relaxed. "Good, because I am, too. Very, very interested. Although that shouldn't surprise you, since I've been mooning over the guy for years."

"And it doesn't bother you? That I could be with him before or after—" Ford's voice trailed off as Felix leaned down to whisper something in his ear, then Ford's eyes went round. "Really?"

Felix nodded. "Mmhm, really."

"I don't even want to know." Andy wrapped an arm around my waist. "You look fucking sexy as hell in these shorts, Ricky. You know how I feel about your legs," he whispered, and I trembled. "I can't wait to take them off you later."

I couldn't stop the giggle that escaped my lips. "As long as you don't rip them." I felt a blush creep up my neck and over my face. When I glanced back at the twins, they were holding hands and speaking in hushed tones to one another, chuckling softly.

"I think they're going to be okay." I peered up at Andy, who was staring back at me.

He nodded. "And so are we." He removed the spatula from my hand to place it on the counter. Then he spun me around, captured my lips, and kissed me until my knees were weak.

Andy helped me plate the food, the twins helped with the coffee, and then the four of us sat down to eat breakfast together. It was nice. Kind of like when we were younger, and even though I was still furious at Ford, I could see myself being friends with him again.

Once we were alone, Andy did just as he said he would. He stripped me out of my silky shorts and ate me out until I screamed his name. Then he sank so far inside of me, I knew I would feel him there for days.

I gripped the edge of the table as Andy fucked me across it, my knuckles turning white from the force of it.

"More," I begged and glanced over my shoulder.

Andy leaned forward to kiss me, his hips slapping against mine.

"Harder, hon. Fuck me harder."

He grunted in my ear, nipping and licking my earlobe as he gave me what I wanted. What I begged for.

And when Andy wrapped his hand around my cock to jerk me in time with his thrusts, I came apart underneath him. Crying out and unloading all over the floor beneath me. Andy soon followed, pulling out and coming all over my back. Then he helped me into the bathroom, kissing me and telling me how much he loved me, washing my body gently as he promised me that he would never hurt me again.