Page 37 of Just You & Me


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JUDE

Shit, shit, shit. I can't get him to listen to me. Hell, even Jackson spewing love at all of us did nothing to calm our sweet man. Fuck.It's been a long ass time since he’s gotten this overwhelmed. Leo being the quiet one, goes far beyond just being an observer. It wasn't just a learned trait of being the youngest in such a large family, where his voice wasn't heard as much as his louder, older siblings.

They bullied Leo far more than he will ever let on. His bright white hair, pale skin, and bright blue eyes weren't the only things that made him stand out. A growth spurt at such an early age made him the tallest and lankiest of his class. That's not all. Leo is all sharp angles. Not that he doesn't have muscle, he absolutely does. His bone structure is just so beautifully prominent, making him even more ethereal.

As a full-grown adult, Leo is an enchanting kind of handsome. The kind you will rarely ever find in your life. But growing up so beautifully different? My sweet Leo learned to keep quiet and avoid any and all attention he could.

I've always noticed and appreciated his beauty, but it was his story, and the man he has grown into that entranced me. Since Marc gave me a timeline last week, I've been trying to picture myself without him and Leo in my arms forever.

I can't. As horrifyingly permanent and scary as this is, I am theirs, just like JJ said.I suppose both of us are dumbasses, huh?

Another whimper from him almost sends me to my knees. Before he can crumple to the ground or run away from our attempt to corral him, I snatch the back of his neck. "I love you, Leo. Do you hear me, Dirty Boy?" I pull out the nickname I gave him for the bedroom, hoping to reach the baser parts of him. His shallow breathing turns a bit heavier as his eyes follow the movement of my lips.Good. My good boy heard me."I love you. I am yours. And theirs. I'm so fucking sorry it took me this long, but please believe me. I love you."

He says nothing, still staring at my lips. Just as I start to panic, Leo's lips slam into my own, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth. Groaning into his hot mouth, I immediately step into him, my cock lining up perfectly with his.

Heat at my back has me tearing my lips away before I completely lose myself in Leo. "You mean it?" Marc's voice is wary, as it should be.

Unlike Jackson, I have given in to my desires physically, but I always leave, never allowing myself to feel more than the pleasure they could give me. They need to know I am all in, and I don't think it will happen with just one conversation. I'm a fuck boy, after all.

Twisting in their hold, I hold back my groan at Leo's touch gliding across my body. I gaze into Marc's guarded brown gaze. "I mean it." I kiss him and try to pour everything I'm feeling into it. I can't do a big speech because I know it won't mean anything. I've left their bedroom and brushed off their loving touches too many times for them to take me at my word.

Tilting my forehead to his, I ask him to give me a moment while I talk to Jackson. Marcus gives me a small smile and allows me to move past him. Jackson has always been my family. Foster brother, to best friend, to roommate, to crush. Did I ever think we would be together? Fuck no.

"Jude," he breathes.

"Shut up and kiss me." It's a demand, and I'm shocked when he listens. He may be a domineering dick, but maybe in the bedroom, he will follow fucking orders. I don't shove him up against the wall, nor do I grab him by his neck.

Instead, his wide hand grips my jaw, a look of wonder twinkles in his eyes just as I wrap my arms around my neck. I don't wait for him to make the move. I dive right into his mouth, moaning around the battle of our tongues.

A rumble sounds from my chest when he pulls back, his eyes trailing all over my face. "Fuck, Jude..." he trails off, but I don't allow him to put space between us.

At just barely an inch taller than me, he tilts my jaw the way he wants so he can have the upper ground. I allow him to lead as he slowly walks me backward. Warmth surrounds me again, hands slipping beneath my shirt from behind. The cool fingers trail along the waistband of my jeans, making me gasp for air, placing my head on JJ's shoulder.

Since when was I put in the middle? I'm never the one being taken care of. Is this what my life will be like now? Can I let go too?

Opening my eyes slowly, I find Marc and Jackson sipping from each other’s lips. Nothing like the explosive kiss I thought they would share. As they explore one another, I pepper kisses and nibbles on Jackson's neck.

"Ah!" Marc's hands finally dip into my pants, stroking my cock teasingly. "Fuck," I hum, allowing myself to lean into Jackson even more. It's a weird sensation knowing you can trust the people around you to take care of you. When I said I would give them my all. This is it. My shoulders are relaxed, and I'm resting against them. This is me being vulnerable.

"Come here, Leo." I lift my head at JJ's raspy voice to see Leo's eyes flare with heat as he steps into our orbit. "I'm sorry." Without any warning, Jackson yanks our white-haired man into his side and fucks his mouth with his tongue.

Holy. Mother. Fucking. Shit. That is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.Leo's hands dive into his dark hair as Jackson bends him backward. I don't mind when the hold and attention JJ has on me disappears because I could watch this all night long.

Gripping Marc's wrist, I pull him out of my pants and twist us until his back is flush against my front. My cock bounces in my boxers, begging to be rubbed against his ass. Adjusting him in my hold, I grip his throat in one hand while the other snakes around his hips.

I chuckle in his ear when he bucks and grinds against my cock. "Mmm, careful, Trouble." He hums, swirling his ass around my cock. "What do you want, Marcus?"

Meanwhile, Jackson is acting like he's going to eat Leo alive. And I am so here for it. It's about time he let himself loose, and what better way than to give Leo his beast?

"Come on, Jude." I think he's trying to make his voice strong, but the airiness of his tone makes me smirk while biting down on his earlobe. I may have given them some control when Jackson had me, but my Trouble knows who's in charge.

"Tell me what you want," I growl, flexing my hand on his throat. JJ has his and Leo's shirt off now. Judging by the complete ecstasy written across the blonde man’s face, Jack is absolutely worshipping Leo as he gets to his knees.

Jackson on his knees before Leo is exactly where he was meant to be.

"I want to ride you." I threaten him again with a squeeze. "Please," he gasps. I hum in approval.

"Strip."

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