Master of the Inn(22)

She stood up off the couch and smiled at him as she reached for the buttons on her pajama top.

“What are you doing?” He sat up and watched as she undid the shirt. His cock twitched when she slipped the top from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, leaving her in nothing but a tiny pair of pink panties.

“What’s it look like I’m doing? Helping you give up all that control.” She hooked her fingers in each side and pushed her panties down her legs, bending down to remove them from her ankles. Straddling him, she took his face between her hands and kissed him. “Make love to me, Logan.”

He leaned forward, breathing in her vanilla scent. “I can do that.” He pressed his lips against hers, taking his time to feel her. “I want to do that.” The sensation her naked skin created against his chest drove him insane with desire but he wanted to take things slow. Savoring the moment, he let his hands explore her shoulders and arms, never taking his lips away from hers. Who knew kissing could be so sensual?

“Logan.” When she rocked against his dick he felt the warmth of her juices seep through his pajama bottoms. She broke the kiss to trail her lips along his jaw and down his neck. She placed hot, open-mouthed kisses across his chest, moving lower to his stomach and waist.

He glanced down, fighting the urge to twist his fingers through her hair and guide her to where he needed her. Dominance wasn’t what this moment was about. He wanted something else.

She looked up at him and smirked just before tugging at his pants. He lifted his hips allowing her to pull off his bottoms. She positioned herself between his legs, teasing his cock with the tip of her tongue. Then his balls, then the base of his shaft. She took her time with long, leisurely licks.

It was all he could do to not grab her and make her take more. “So good.” He reached down and touched her face, running his thumb along her cheek.

She gently pushed his hand away. Then she continued working her way up to the tip of his cock, swirling her tongue over the head. He could feel the tenderness in each of her movements. The heat of her mouth and the slickness of her tongue became his undoing. He felt the intensity in his stomach but once his leg muscles tightened he knew he was done for. But then she withdrew her mouth and kissed her way up his stomach, over his chest and to his lips.

“Not yet, sexy.” She smiled as she climbed back into his lap. “I have plans.”

He let out a frustrated sigh. No woman had ever dared to deny him, let alone hold off his orgasm. But with her, it was different. He found it amusing to let her lead.

As she kissed his lips, she rubbed her pussy along the length of his shaft. If she kept that up, he would come before he even got inside her. With her tongue probing the inside of his mouth, she grabbed the base of his cock and moved the tip along her slit.

“Fuck! We need to take this upstairs.”

She shook her head. “Right here, right now.” She inserted the head of his cock inside her slick heat.

“Whoa, cupcake, that feels too good. We need a condom.” If she didn’t stop, he would throw her down and take her.

Control? Where is my famous control now?

She whispered into his ear, “I’m on the pill.” She kissed her way back to his lips. “We don’t need a condom.”

“Are you sure that’s what you want?”

She nodded as she worked her body onto his cock.

“I’ve never done it this way before.”

“I’m your first?” She rocked against him engulfing him in her warmth.

“My only.” He closed his eyes and relished the feel of her. No physical connection he’d created with another woman had felt like this. With each of her rolling thrusts he met her with a slow upward motion.

She ran her fingers through his hair as she kissed him. Slipping his hand between them, he found her aroused nipples. He traced the pads of his fingers over her breasts getting lost in the sounds of the sexy noises she made each time he applied pressure to her nipples. The kissing became more frantic, each breath a little more labored until finally neither of them could take it anymore.

Logan felt the intensity of his climax coming on, but he had to take her with him, so he lowered his hand between them finding her clit. She cried out his name when he pressed against it.

“That’s my girl,” he whispered in her ear. “Come with me.”

She gripped his shoulders and pushed down on him, clenching his cock with the muscles of her sex. “Logan… I…” She dropped her head down onto his chest as he came deep within her.

He stroked her hair for what seemed like an eternity. She lifted her head and stared into his eyes. He detected a hint of vulnerability in hers. He ran his thumb along her bottom lip before placing a tender kiss on her mouth. “Thank you.”