Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
His hands grip my ass as his tongue begins to circle my clit. I let out a moan. How am I supposed to give him a blowjob if he’s doing that to me?
Somehow I manage to get it together. I grab his cock and swipe my tongue across it, torturing him the same way he is me. I begin to stroke him as I suck only the head. I can feel his cum leaking into my mouth. The taste is salty but sweet.
“Take all of it.” I swear I feel as though I’m going to crawl out of my skin with need. He begins to thrust up into my mouth. I loosen my grip on his cock. I relax my throat, taking him all the way to the back. I expect myself to gag, but I don’t. I hear him let out a few curses before his hand comes down on my ass. The small bite of pleasure goes straight to my clit.
It’s then I realize that I’m moving my hips against Logan’s face. I’m pretty sure I’m humping his face. I might be embarrassed if I wasn’t so turned on. Instead I only spread my legs more so I can get closer to that mouth of his. I hear him call me a greedy girl before he smacks my ass again.
I can’t believe this is happening, but damn does it feel good. Logan is pulling this girl out of me that has been hidden away. I was always too shy to do these things with anyone else. Except for him. His hand rubs the spot that he just smacked and then goes back to rubbing all over my ass.
His touch is gentle as he caresses me, and it's not long before I feel his fingers lingering at my puckered hole. I freeze for a moment, unsure if that’s something I want to explore.
“Harder, love. Suck me harder. Show me how much you want my cum, greedy girl,” he orders as his cock hits the back of my throat, reminding me of what I’m doing. I want him to never forget this blowjob. “I’ve saved it all for you, and you’re going to swallow every last drop of it.”
I suck harder, spurred on by his filthy words. I give him everything I’ve got. My legs start to shake, and I feel more of his cum spill in my mouth. His legs flex, and I know he’s close to coming. Pretty sure he might be trying to hold back. I am doing the same, not wanting this to be over.
His tongue is magic between my legs. When I hear him say he’s about to come, I suck faster. His thumb presses against my puckered hole. I’d forgotten for a moment it was there. I let out a gasp as the orgasm hits me fast and hard at the unexpected intrusion. Pleasure rocks through my body as I hit a high that I never knew existed.
Logan lets out a grunt, and his own release fills my mouth. I drink up every drop of him. I don’t stop sucking him until he makes me by pulling me off of him. He pins me to the bed before his mouth comes down on mine in a passionate kiss. I can taste myself on his lips.
“You’re going to kill me, Angel,” he says when he pulls his mouth from mine.
“We can’t have you dying yet. At least not before you give me a repeat of that after breakfast.” I run my finger down his jaw. Being with him feels so natural. It makes me wonder if this is what it’s like to be in an actual relationship. I can’t imagine it’s like this with everyone, though.
“If you don’t quit, I’m going to make good on my words.” He kisses me again before pulling me from the bed and toward the bathroom.
“Which words?” I ask as he turns the shower on.
“Marrying you, Angel. So I’ll never have to let you out of our bed.” He pulls me under the warm spray with him. I know he’s teasing me, but damn does the idea of me being his wife sound good to me too.
16
Logan
I switch over to Bluetooth, grabbing the earpiece off my desk. This call is going longer than I thought it would. I’m getting annoyed that it’s keeping me from Angel. But I knew if I didn’t take it that my mom would keep on calling, or worse yet, show up here. I don’t want to expose Angel to her any sooner than necessary. I want to be in control of how and when they meet.
“You can’t just kick your brother out of your house.” I absolutely can, and I did. “He’s your brother, Logan. Sometimes I’m not sure how I raised you.” I swear I almost burst into laughter at that comment.