Up for Heir - Stella Starling Page 0,58

“Y-Y-Yes. That. All of that. I’m… I’m yours. Do all of it.” His hips stuttered for a moment. “Ex-Ex-Except please don’t… don’t make me tell you. Don’t make me d-d-decide. Just … just do it.”

Eddie’s voice was steadily rising, a high pitched whine of desperation threading through the words that told Leo exactly how good he was making his sweet librarian feel; a whine that was heady and addicting and that threatened to make Leo come untouched, on the spot, himself.

Luckily, he had more control than that. Usually.

“I’ll decide,” Leo promised, as his blood surged. “But darling, I still want to know what you like.”

“Th-Th-This… this is… will you… oh God,” Eddie gasped as Leo stroked him faster, finally finding a rhythm that made Eddie start to shake. “I want… want… want you inside me. But I’ve never… I need… I need… I don’t know. Oh, Lord, Leo. I don’t kn-kn-know what else I want. Just… you. I want you.”

Leo growled, his inner caveman wanting to beat its chest. If Eddie didn’t know, it could only be because no one had ever taken the time to show him before. To give his sweet little librarian what he needed. To treat him the way he deserved.

Leo would, though.

Leo would spend the rest of his life doing it.

Gladly.

“Then I’ll show you, darling,” he vowed. “I’ll show you everything. Now come for me. Spill in my hand. Do it, Eddie.”

He twisted his palm over the top of Eddie’s wet cock and captured his mouth with a low, hungry groan, and Eddie—clinging and gasping and beautifully, thoroughly compliant—did it, crying out Leo’s name and pulsing out his release in a series of hot, creamy bursts that spilled over Leo’s fist and filled the room with the musky scent of Eddie’s sex. His release, his obedience, his gasping cries and tight grip as he came, it all made Leo feel… well, feel too much. Feel things he had no name for. Feel… everything.

Leo groaned, his own cock threatening to rip through his pants as he stroked Eddie through his release and then guided him to the bed, making quick work of stripping away the rest of their clothes and suddenly feeling almost desperate to hurry up and fulfill the rest of the promises he’d just made. To stay close. To give Eddie more.

Eddie was flushed and gorgeous and almost boneless in his afterglow, and when Leo plucked his glasses off, setting them aside for safekeeping and then lowering himself on top of Eddie to take his mouth again, the feel of his slim, firm body welcoming him and molding around him—all warm skin and eager arms and grasping, needy hands pulling him even closer—felt like coming home.

“Eddie,” he groaned, tearing his mouth away so he could lick down the long column of Eddie’s throat… bite at his collarbone… drag his teeth over the sensitive flesh there and then suck Eddie’s responsive little nipples into the heat of his mouth. Work them over with his tongue. Press hot, open-mouthed kisses on the little nubs as Eddie writhed beneath him, and then move lower. “I need you,” he murmured against the flushed, salty skin of Eddie’s stomach, trembling and jumping under his lips. “Baby, I need you.”

Not what he’d meant to say, but not anything he could hold back, either, because it was true. Urgently true. And when Eddie’s hands tangled in Leo’s hair, body arching up underneath him as Eddie made another one of those gorgeously honest sounds of his—the love child of a moan and a sob, dripping with pleasure, and trust, and open, uninhibited desire—Leo’s half-formed plan to take his time, show Eddie every pleasure imaginable, play with him all night long, just the way he’d asked, went up in smoke.

Another time, he’d go slow. Another night, he’d drag it out. But now, with Eddie’s spent cock already starting to swell again and Eddie’s breath becoming ragged as he whispered “please, Leo” and “anything” and “I’m yours”—all words Leo was already addicted to hearing from him—his patience snapped and the need he’d been holding at bay all night took over.

“Turn over,” he growled, grabbing Eddie around the waist and doing it for him because waiting wasn’t an option anymore. Leo needed to be inside him now.

“I l-l-love it when you… when you do that,” Eddie said breathlessly, humping against the bed a little and then spreading his legs. Pushing his hips back like an offering as he twisted around to look at Leo over