Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90217 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90217 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” I hissed. It was so fucking hot knowing that he’d wanted me just as much as I’d wanted him. Logan was inexperienced, and certainly shy in ways that I never was. But that didn’t mean he wanted this any less.
“I want you to fuck me,” he said, his tone steady. “And yes, I’m sure of it.”
My mouth was on his the moment he finished his sentence. It was just too good, having him here in my bed, the two of us slowly warming each other up all night. I let go of all the thoughts rattling around in the back of my head. Let go of every reason why we shouldn’t do this tonight.
Because I just fucking needed him right now.
I kissed him deeply, letting my tongue slide against his as I reached my hands up under his shirt. He was still wearing my jersey from earlier tonight, and as much as I loved having him in my clothes, right now I desperately wanted him out of my clothes. I broke off our kiss just long enough to tug the jersey off and toss it to the side, doing the same with my own shirt afterward.
“You have no idea how sexy you are,” I said, looking down at him and trailing my fingertips along the milky, soft skin of his chest.
“Give me a break,” he said. “You look like a perfect sculpture. You’re everyone’s dream.”
I dipped low to kiss him along the center of his chest, feeling his breath catch as my lips made contact. His nipples hardened, and I moved to the side, letting my tongue slide over each one slowly, lavishing him with attention.
“So good,” he breathed. His hand was at the back of my head, his fingers laced through my hair.
“If it’s your first time, we’re going to need to warm you up quite a bit,” I said as I trailed my way back up toward his face, peppering his body with little kisses.
“Um, well, it is my first time, but—”
“Hmm?” I hummed, leaning upward a little to look in his eyes. “What’s up?” He looked like he was slightly embarrassed.
“It’s not my first time having… something inside me.”
I smiled involuntarily. “Oh. I see.”
“I’ve been lonely for a long while, okay?” he said.
“There is absolutely no shame in the dildo game,” I said. “Actually, you talking about that is making my cock twitch.”
“No way.”
“Absolutely,” I said. “God, I would fucking love to watch you sink your ass down onto a nice dildo.”
“Quit it, you’re making me blush,” he said.
I raised an eyebrow. “You basically demanded that I fuck you, no less than five minutes ago. And now you’re blushing because you’ve had good experience with toys inside you?”
He let out a laugh and I leaned back in to kiss his stupidly beautiful mouth. Logan was attractive even when he wasn’t trying to be. Even when he had no idea he was being appealing. I was still figuring him out, like the most intriguing puzzle I’d ever done.
“Mmm,” he hummed as I gently nibbled on his earlobe. “Well, I do enjoy my toys, but I need the real thing.”
I let out a low growl. “Turn over,” I said, getting out of bed to grab my lube and a condom.
Logan obliged instantly. Not only did he turn over onto his stomach, he also reached down, tugging off his boxer briefs and lying there, ass up, as he looked over at me with pleading eyes.
Christ, he was going to break me.
“You really are ready, aren’t you?” I said, stripping naked as well and tugging on my insistently hard cock.
“More than you know,” he whispered, staring at me like he was in some sort of trance. “I need to come. So badly.”
“You’re going to come harder than you ever have before tonight,” I said. “I’m going to make sure of it.”
“Fuck,” he whispered. Something flashed over his eyes and for a moment I expected him to clam up. I’d come to be able to predict when Logan might freeze up and get shy, and somewhere in my subconscious I was keeping an eye out for it all of the time now. I wanted to make goddamn sure he was comfortable, especially right now.
But then the moment passed. He watched as I slowly stroked my cock, and as I looked down at him I was trying like hell not to pounce on him too soon. He licked his lips, gazing up at my eyes once again.
“Get over here and fuck me, then,” he said, his voice low and steady, as confident as I’d ever heard it.
God damn.
My cock throbbed in my hand and I watched as the slightest smile spread over Logan’s lips, like he knew perfectly well the effect he’d just had on me.
I went over to the bed and got on all fours, above his body, my cock hanging just inches above his ass. I bent low toward his head, leaning down so that my lips were just behind his ear.