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“Fuck,” I murmured as Leo dragged his thumb over the head and gathered the precum. My body hummed with need as he brought his thumb up to his mouth and sucked it clean.
“I’ll never get sick of this, you, us,” Leo whispered. “You’re all I need.”
I wrapped my hand around both of us and began to move in a slow motion. “Ricky.” I raised my chin so he would bring those full lips to mine again.
“Oh.”
He whimpered against me as I twisted my fingers around the head of our cocks. His hands clutched at my hair, my shirt, and then my hips. I stared up at his beautiful face as he writhed above me, obsessed with the way his eyes rolled back before he focused on me.
“You’re so close already, aren’t you?”
I was, too. No matter how many times we did this, or he touched me, or we got off together, it felt like the first time. I loved Leo’s hands on me, his lips against mine, and the way he sounded when he came. It was music to my ears.
He kissed me, and goosebumps broke out over my skin and sparks of electricity shot up my spine. It never took much for either of us. Maybe it was our age or the fact that we knew oneanother so well, but it would be five minutes max before we were groaning and coming undone together.
Three years. Three years, and this was as far as we’d gotten. Neither one of us was in a rush. Kissing, messy blowjobs, and slow rutting, yeah, it was our thing. I cared about Leo. I loved him, and he felt the same way about me. That night at the Christmas party, I knew he was it for me. I still thought of him wearing that red sweater, the way he blushed and tried to hide, but I saw him. I saw the way Leo looked at me with those blue eyes. I wanted him then, and I still wanted him now.
“Andy,” Leo whined just as he exploded in my hand, down my wrist, and across both of our bellies.
He buried his face in my neck, his lips pressed to my skin as his hips arched and jerked against mine. I quickly joined him in my own release, groaning and grunting out his name.
I stroked his back with my clean hand. “I love you, Leo,” I whispered.
He pulled back to look at me. “I love you, too.”
He blushed, then sat up and pulled my hand up to his mouth. I watched wide-eyed as he licked my fingers clean, his gaze never leaving mine. Damn, that was still hot. Just like Leo. Then he sank back down over me and rested his head on my chest, smearing our mess together.
“When will I see you again?”
This was the part I was dreading. Princess was headed out on a European tour for six weeks next month. It would be the longest the two of us had ever been apart since we started dating. My stomach twisted.
“Uh, about that,” I murmured. “We’re going on a six-week tour.”
“That’s not a big deal. You go on long tours all the time.”
Leo drew circles against the skin on my arm, over the tattoo sleeve I had recently started. I only had two so far, but I wantedall of the ink to be important. The first one was a checkered flag and the second was a pair of drumsticks with a hockey puck in between them, just like my pop.
I took a deep breath. “It’s in Europe, Ricky.”
Leo’s body stiffened, and he sat up to look at me. His eyes were sad, his lips pinched.
“I have no choice. The label set it up, and we don’t have a say in it. Trust me, none of us want to do this right now. We’re teenagers. But we have obligations to the label.”
“Six weeks.” Leo’s chin quivered. “That’s a long time to go without seeing one another.”
I sat up and wrapped my arms around him. “We can FaceTime, text. It won’t be that bad.”
It left a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Not doing this for six weeks was going to be torture. When Leo buried his face in my neck, I felt the urge to run away with him. Quit the band and just do something stupid like hitch a ride to Vegas so we could get married like Killian and Matthias did. But Dad would be furious if we did that, and I didn’t want to face his wrath.
“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to get so emotional, hon.” Leo sniffed as he pulled back to look at me. “It’s just... never mind.”
I pushed the hair back from his face and cupped his head in my hands. “Just what, Ricky? Tell me.”
“What if you meet someone else?” His blue eyes glistened with fresh tears.
I shook my head. “That’s never going to happen. You’re my soulmate, Leopold.”
The blush that shot up his neck and over his face was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
