The Right One - Felice Stevens Page 0,46

of stone to see someone sick and scared and not have a little empathy.”

“Consider me made of stone.”

Liar. Not for one second did Morgan believe that.

“I don’t think so. I think you do care, and that’s what’s upsetting you.”

“I thought you were a teacher, not a psychologist.”

“You have to be both sometimes. I teach young children, and they can’t always tell me what’s wrong in words, so I have to figure it out by their reactions to their environment.”

Leo moved so swiftly off the couch as to be almost a blur, and Morgan once again found himself pressed to his strong muscled chest, enveloped in that heat. “How’s this for a reaction?” Those same lips that only moments ago were tightly pressed together in a frown now moved slowly, teasingly up Morgan’s neck. Honeyed warmth spread through him, and Morgan could do nothing but hold on to Leo and let go.

“It’s…uh…good.” Morgan arched into the heaviness pressing against him, and Leo grunted.

“Only good? I need to up my game, then. So you liked that…” He slid his hand inside Morgan’s jeans and cupped his ass. “How about this?”

“Y-yes,” Morgan managed to choke out. “Yeah.”

With hard arms still wrapped tightly around Morgan, Leo led him to the bedroom, pushed him to the mattress, and straddled him. He nudged Morgan’s cheek with his nose and softly kissed the side of his mouth.

“Are you sure?”

This unexpected tenderness sent Morgan into a frantic spiral of lust, his heart beating wildly, and he tangled his fingers in Leo’s dark waves.

“Yeah. I…I want this. Want you.”

The darkness in Leo’s face lightened. “You’re sweet. Too nice for me.”

Frustrated, Morgan yanked Leo closer and growled. “I’m not that nice, and if you stop again, you’ll see exactly how not nice I can be.”

“Oh, yeah? That could be fun too.” His lips tasted hot when they met, and Morgan curled his fingers in Leo’s hair to anchor their mouths together.

“Are you having fun yet?” Morgan asked when they broke apart, both gasping for breath, and Leo’s eyes glittered dangerously as he pulled Morgan’s T-shirt up and over his head. Leo’s hungry gaze swept over him, and his cock thickened against Morgan’s thigh. A corresponding throb of desire rose inside him, almost painful in its intensity.

Leo bent his head again to kiss him, his tongue pushing past Morgan’s lips. His head spun as Leo took him apart, lick by lick, sucking, tangling them both together in a hot, wet, velvety slide. Fire sprang up wherever Leo touched him, rendering him helpless under the tumult of explosive kisses.

“God, oh God,” Morgan moaned, writhing underneath Leo, almost frightened by the way he was ready to give Leo anything and everything he wanted.

Relinquishing his lips, Leo sat back on his heels. His chest heaved, and his body gleamed with a sheen of sweat. “Don’t go anywhere.” He scooted away for a moment, then returned with condoms and lubricant. “We use the same kind.”

“What? How do you…” he started but recalled spilling his bag of groceries in front of Leo and the heat of embarrassment rose through him. “Oh. You saw.”

“Mmmhmm.” Leo nuzzled into his neck. “Don’t be embarrassed. I used mine thinking about you.”

His cock twitched at Leo’s words. “Y-you did?” Morgan turned his neck to give Leo access.

“At night. Right here in this bed. I’d think about that smartass mouth and sexy body.” Leo’s voice wove a tapestry of sensuality around him as he popped open the button of Morgan’s jeans and drew the zipper down.

“S-sexy body?” Morgan arched up, and Leo tugged his jeans and boxers off. “You’re the sexy one.”

“Don’t correct me. I don’t care if you’re the teacher. I’m giving the lesson now.”

He sure as hell is, Morgan thought hazily, as Leo rubbed his full cock, bringing him to an aching stiffness. Leo could give a college-level course in how to make love. He relinquished Morgan’s lips and neck to trail kisses across his throat and chest, blowing hot air over his quivering skin until he rested his lips on the crown of Morgan’s cock.

“Please, Leo.”

“What?” He swiped his tongue over the tip, and Morgan shivered, his hips rolling to keep that pressure on the sensitive head. “You like that?”

Morgan’s fingers curled into the sheets, and he glared at Leo, who was peering at him with a smug expression. “Yes, you bastard. You know I do.”

“So you’ll like it even more when I do this.” The length of his cock disappeared between Leo’s lips, and Morgan couldn’t help watching