Because I need him so fucking bad right now.
Logan turns his head, and his nose brushes over my clit. Opening his mouth, he kisses my other thigh, but he’s not as gentle this time. He sucks hard, nipping my skin with his teeth. The change in sensation makes me gasp, and it’s taking all the self-control in the world right now not to lie back and put my own hand between my legs right now, stroking my clit until I come hard against my own hand.
It wouldn’t take me long. Logan has already gotten me so worked up I could come in under a minute.
“I…I need you,” I pant, hands shaking as I try to urge him to my core. Logan slips his hands under my ass, lifting my hips off the mattress. One leg goes over his shoulder, and he looks right into my eyes before diving back down. The stubble on his cheeks rubs against me, and he puts his open mouth on me, tongue lashing my clit.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
His mouth is warm. Wet. Skilled. No one has ever done to me what he’s doing with that tongue right now, and my eyes roll back in my head as the orgasm builds. I was close to coming before he even started, and now I know it’s not going to take long.
He holds my tender core against him as he eats me out, and my breath starts to come out in ragged huffs. My muscles contract as my body prepares for the climax. I’m right there, teetering on the edge.
And then Logan stops.
He turns his head to my thigh again, leaving me reeling. My mouth falls open, and my pussy contracts, but the orgasm never comes.
“Please,” I beg, feeling like I’m going to implode. Heat is building up inside me. “Oh, God, Logan, please!”
He reaches down, taking a hold of his cock, and he looks at me, knowing he’s got me right where he wants me. Stroking himself, he licks his lips.
“If you won’t, I will,” I threaten but can hardly bring my hand up because everything inside of me is jittering with need.
“I do like to watch,” he says, and I don’t know how his voice is coming out so level and even right now. Wide-eyed, I look at him, and my heart hammers even faster. “But I do love the way you taste.” Then he dives back down, mouth going to my core. He licks, sucks, and kisses me, moving his tongue in a fast circle around my clit.
My legs go over his shoulders, and he lifts my hips off the mattress again. His head is buried between my legs, holding me as close to him as possible. His tongue lashes out once more, and the orgasm that was building erupts like a storm. My pussy spasms and I try to move away as I’m overcome and so fucking sensitive right now.
He doesn’t relent and keeps his mouth against me, working that magic tongue. He lowers me back onto the mattress and slips a finger inside me, going right to my G-spot. My pussy is still spasming wildly from the first orgasm, and a second hits me, catching me off guard.
Wetness spills from me, soaking his face and hand. Logan groans, turned on by feeling me come like this. No one has made me come this hard before. I’ve done it myself a time or two with my vibrator, and I was certain no man could get me off this much.
But, fuck, I was wrong.
My entire body is alive, and I’m squirming against Logan, ears ringing and stars dotting my vision. Logan lays me down and wipes his face with the back of his hand.
“Should I be sorry?” I pant, feeling the aftershock of the orgasm pulse through me.
“Hell no. Seeing you come that hard is so hot,” he says, moving next to me. He’s still fully clothed, and while my body is still riding high, not yet able to come down, I know we’re far from being done.
Because Logan Dawson has yet to fuck me.
“No one has made me do that before,” I admit, reaching for him. My hands are still shaking, and I don’t think I could get up and walk if I tried. Heart hammering, I turn toward Logan and look into his eyes.
“Take your shirt off,” I tell him, and he flashes a cocky grin, sitting up on the mattress. Light from the balcony doors spills in, illuminating his muscular body as he pulls his shirt over his head. Then he falls back onto me, and I widen my legs. I taste myself on his lips as we kiss, and I feebly push his pants and boxers down, stripping him naked.
Logan is trying to be patient, trying to give me a minute to recover. I bend my legs up and the glistening tip of his cock rubs over me. He lets out a groan, burying his face against my neck.