The sudden vibration from my nightstand wakes me up as I was about to doze off, reaching for it my blurred vision doesn't read the name "hello?" I answer and no one replies, waking up I look at my phone screen. All the air gets sucked out my lungs when I see his name, I am strong I breathe "Leo?"

"Hi, Frankie" his voice melts me "how are you?" I can't answer, answering would be dumb "I'm sorry I missed your calls"


"It's... it's fine"

"Can I see you?" Yes, yes god, please

"L-Leo" my throat is dry as I whisper "we shouldn't..."


"I want to see you" he demands and I'm weakened "tonight" "Okay" I give in

"I'll be waiting." He hangs up and I sit up, I can't do this I swore.


Getting out of bed I put on jeans and shoes, sneaking by Marlon as I grab my keys I catch a cab outside to his house.

"You don't have to do this Frankie" I stand outside the gate looking in, I don't have to do this but I need to see him, one last time then I'll really let him go.

I walk in the gate to his door knocking, he opens it taking my breath away "shirt" "I- I have some things to say"

"You can say them while you take off your shirt" he walks away and I follow behind mindlessly taking

my shirt off

"This isn't healthy, I'm not healthy" I follow down the halls to the kitchen, his favorite place to have me.

"Meaning?" He picks up shot glasses handing me one

"Meaning I..." he looks at me and my eyes land on his lips, lips I need "I missed you" I chug the shot. "Come closer" I willingly comply and he reaches out pulling me to him by the arm, burying his head

in my neck he takes a whiff and I get goosebumps from head to toe. He lingers his lips near mine

teasing a kiss, I want it all so bad so fast, moving in I go for his lips and he denies. "Were you good?" His nose touches mine "I only kiss good boys"

"I was" I nod "I was good" he takes my lips giving me a taste of what I was missing, how did I think I could just give this up?

He kisses me so longingly like something he missed, he makes me miss him but I can feel he missed this too, I'm not crazy. "Is this what you want?" He takes my hand and gently caresses his bulge

My eyes fixate in his "it's all I think about" my voice trembles admitting.

He unbuttons and unzips my jeans and I pull them down "turn around" my ass is ready and he knows. Holding me still by the waist I grab the counter for support and I feel him against my hole, he thrusts inside of me. "You know I love it when you quiver like that" I shake against his dick

"It feels so good" I moan eyes closed. Leo starts to fuck me sending me out of my body with every push, I tried to convince myself that he was taking from me but honestly I give it to him. My body is his and even though I can't admit that out loud, what we're doing here proves it.

No amount of meetings in this world will make me feel as good as this. Picking me up Leo lays me on the kitchen counter taking my shoes and pants off, with literal open arms I welcome him between my legs. He lays down and slides himself in deep making me gasp I see it, I can actually see ecstasy and it's bright "hey?" His hand grabs my face "come back to me" He fucks me back into existence

"Yes" I grab him "don't stop I'm here" he thrusts harder, feeling his strong body on top of mine is all I ever want, every day. On this cold counter where he likes to take me hearing every moan and scream, using them as instruments to keep him going. I am his instrument, and instruments have to be played.

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Putting my pants back on, I walk away like I do every time I come here leaving without saying a word. Most of the time we don't even look at each other after sex. I leave shutting the door, standing outside his gate I'm conflicted on which way to go.

I'm always left disoriented after seeing him, so I stand here till I'm all together again it takes a while. A familiar car pulls up to the empty dark street and the window rolls down "come on crazy" Marlon

calls me over. Getting inside the car I put my seatbelt on and turn to him "you ok?" I shake my head.

He drives away "when are your meetings again?" "Tuesdays and Thursdays"

"We're gonna make sure you're there" "Okay" I sigh

"Can I see your phone?" He reaches out, taking it out of my pocket I hand it to him watching him roll

his window down tossing my phone out of it "we're getting you a new number." He looks at me and shakes his head "no more Leo Douglas" he waits "say it"

"No more Leo Douglas."