I moan as I press my fingers inside of me. I’ve never done something like this before. I’ve never even come close with anyone. His eyes take me and his voice pushes me over the edge as he encourages me further and further. I want him so badly and all thoughts of our situation are totally gone from my mind.
All I can feel is desire and pleasure. Logan’s body is ripped and gorgeous, and I want to feel him against me. I want him to take my hair again and pull me hard against him as he pushes his thick cock between my legs.
“That feels good, doesn’t it?” he whispers. “It’s because you’re fucking mine, Riley. You’re all fucking mine.”
I press my fingers deep inside of me and moan. “Logan,” I gasp.
“That’s right. Say it. Say my fucking name. You know what you really want.”
“Yes,” I gasp. “Oh god, I want it. Logan, tell me what you’ll make me feel.”
“I’ll make you feel something you can’t imagine, girl,” he says. “My strong arms can grab your body, pin you to the bed, and fuck your slick cunt until you scream for more. And I’ll give it to you, Riley.”
“Oh god,” I gasp, fingers moving faster, pleasure building. It’s so dirty, so wrong, and I must have gone insane, but it feels so good, so damn good. I can’t stop even if I wanted to, not anymore. I press my fingers deeper, fucking myself with them as Logan talks to me, watching me closely.
I can feel it building inside of me, building and swirling as the pleasure crests. I want to come so badly, and I know I’m on the edge.
But before I can tip over, he crouches down next to the bed. “Stop,” he says.
I blink at him. “What?” I gasp, panting.
“Stop,” he orders. “I have a new deal for you.”
I stare at him, so frustrated. I want to keep going. Why would he stop me right now?!
“What?” I ask.
He grins. “I love it when you’re angry.”
“What’s the deal?” I ask, impatient.
“Let me finish you,” he says. “And I’ll give you even more comforts. Let me taste that pussy and you’ll feel better than you can even imagine.”
I stare at him, mind torn, but I know what I need. I’ve needed it for days now.
“Yes,” I moan, moving my hand away. “Yes, Logan.”
He grins and then kisses my lips, rough and hard, and passion explodes in my mind.
14
Logan
She tastes like nothing I’ve ever had before. Her lips are soft but firm against mine as I kiss her hard. Her tongue explores mine and I feel her moan into my mouth as my hands slowly slide down her naked body. I pause to tease her erect, hard little nipples but slide down to find her dripping pussy.
I’m hard as fuck as I begin to work her clit, still kissing her. She wraps her arms around my neck as I press two fingers deep inside of her, making her tip her head back and gasp. I grin, kissing her neck, losing myself in the moment.
I slide down her body, fingers back out, and kiss along her skin. She groans as I tongue her nipples, teasing them with my mouth. I take one between my lips before dipping farther down, kissing her stomach, moving closer.
“Logan,” she groans as I gently find her clit. I lick it slowly at first, getting her used to the sensation, before sucking her harder.
I drop down and spread her legs wide. I tongue her clit, moving faster, licking her every inch. I’m practically lapping her up, loving her taste, insane with desire for it. I slide my tongue inside of her and she weaves her fingers through my hair, moaning loudly.
This is what I fucking needed. I had to get a taste of her perfect little pussy, her delicious clit. I use my tongue, lips, and teeth to drive her crazy, getting her back arched, her whole body getting into it.
I slide two fingers deep inside of her before looking up. “You taste perfect,” I say. “God, I could suck this fucking clit all goddamn day.”
She moans, watching me with her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide. “Oh my god, Logan,” she breathes. “I’ve never ...“
“I know,” I say, grinning. “You didn’t know what you were in for.”
I press my fingers deep inside of her, sliding them in and out and she tips her head back, moaning, rolling her hips. I drop back down to lick her clit as I fuck her with my fingers. I follow her pace, moving along with her, driving her closer and closer. I pulled her back from the edge and now I’m going to shove her over it until she can’t breathe.
I keep sliding my fingers in and out while looking up at her again. “Is this what you thought about while touching yourself?” I ask her. “Does this feel the way you wanted it to?”