I went into the study and sat on the sofa. Leandro was pouring himself a second drink when his phone buzzed.
“I missed you,” I said. At first, I didn’t think he heard me. He kept his eyes to the screen for a few seconds before shutting it off. He put the phone on the table and came and sat beside me.
“I’ve missed you.” He ran his hand up alongside my ear as his fingers danced in my hair. He leaned over and set his glass on the coffee table beside the contract, but his eyes stayed with mine. This was a new look for him. I hadn’t felt like the center of his attention in months, yet here he was keeping me in his focus.
I took hold of his face and brought it to mine. A few short kisses, then I opened his lips with my own and licked and tasted every bit of his mouth. His velvety tongue slid across my lips and sucked at my mouth as he grabbed a handful of my hair. He pulled my head back, then he kissed my neck, trailing down to my collarbone as his hot breath sent a ripple of chills through my body.
“I want you,” I whispered into the open air. My eyes stayed shut as Leandro lowered his mouth to my chest where my shirt was left open from Jourdanne. His tongue swirled around my nipple in slow licks, that hot breath of his sending pulses right to my cock. Yes, fuck yes! I was finally in his arms after far too long.
Leandro’s fingers took to the buttons on my shirt and quickly had them unfastened. I lay there on the sofa bare chested as he peered up at me with a slow grin.
“Is this what you want?” He nibbled on my pants and then looked at me again.
My hands gripped the sofa cushions. “Yes. Yes, please.”
Leandro nibbled again, reaching up to pinch my nipple at the same time. My cock was rock hard and about to poke out the top of my pants. I took hold of my buckle and opened it, but Leandro stopped me with his hands.
“Let me.” Leandro loosened the belt slowly until both bands fell to either side of my zipper. He crawled up over me and kissed my nipple, then he came to my mouth and shoved his tongue deep inside. His hips pressed to mine and I could feel him hard and erect.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered in my ear.
“You. I want all of you.”
My body trembled in his arms as he moved his lips down along my chest once more. He kissed along the waistline of my pants as his hand gripped my cock. I lay back and closed my eyes again as he opened the button on my pants. Then the zipper, and I was throbbing in anticipation.
Leandro grabbed me hard through my boxers, rubbing at my shaft as the ache became unbearable.
I leaned up and ran my fingers through his hair as he stared over my boxers. “Suck me. Suck me hard.” I begged him in a whisper.
Leandro ran his fingers along the seam of my boxers and then pulled them down to expose me. He took hold of my cock as the warm wetness of his mouth enveloped me. My back buckled at the sensation. “Fuck yes,” I mumbled, my hands taking hold of the sofa once again. He took the length of me deep into his throat. I watched him suck me as the heat of his breath plumed around my waist making me throb harder. “More.”
Coming up, he licked my cock and swirled his tongue around the tip.
“Don’t stop,” I begged in a trembling voice.
Leandro sat up on his knees and unfastened his pants. He pulled out his cock and squeezed the shaft hard as he hummed at the feeling. I wanted to taste his cock, to feel it throb deep in my throat.
On my knees, I took Leandro’s cock in my hand and rubbed him up and down.
“Just like that,” he whispered as he tossed back his head. I leaned down and licked his shaft from base to tip, twirling my tongue around as he trembled. I rubbed him more, clasping my hand around him tight as the pulsing flow of blood beat in my grasp. “Faster,” he mumbled. “Harder.”
I obliged, jerking him harder and faster, then I stopped, sucking him whole.
His hand grabbed my arm tight. “Oh God,” he murmured.
My cock stood erect as I stayed kneeling there on the sofa. I wanted to cum just hearing Leandro moan. I brought him deep to the back of my throat, then I slowly pulled his cock out and licked around the tip. His body trembled for a breath, then he looked down over me. He pushed me back to the cushion and pulled my pants off. “Turn around,” he said. He got to his feet and kicked off his pants, too.