Page 64 of One More Chance


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My bravado loses steam when I worry about how I’ll look, how I’ll smell. “W-what are you doing?”

“No, don’t stop,” he says. “Please.”

He shocks me by leaning forward and kissing my cotton-covered knuckles. “There’s nothing for you to be shy about.” Using his mouth, he nudges my hand before offering another kiss. “I only want to watch you play.”

His cheek tickles my inner thighs as I timidly move my fingers.

“Is this okay?” I ask.

“You tell me.” He nips at the two knuckles pressing against my panties as I slide in and out. “Does it feel good?”

“Yes.”

“How do you feel inside?”

I shake my head, knowing what he’s asking but unable to speak.

His laughter is light and smooth. “You’re a contradiction, you know. Tearing open a condom with your teeth, then acting shy about a little dirty talk.”

“It’s soft,” I rasp, rising to the challenge. “And warm.” He hums his approval, spurring me on. “And… and tingly when I move my fingers around.”

The deep groan that rattles his chest is swallowed by the fabric of my underwear as he breathes me in.

“Ohmygod,” I say in a rush when he licks the outside of my panties before tasting the liquid now soaking them.

Shadows play across his skin, capturing the hollow points of his face like a living sculpture when he stares up at me. “You’re so beautiful, Pen. So goddamn beautiful.”

I thought Logan watching me touch myself would be awkward, but with his mouth matching my movements, it amplifies every rub, stroke, and swipe.

My fingers glide in and out, and the sensation is incredible, but just like when I’ve done this alone, it builds and builds before I hit a point that fizzles out.

“H-how long should I do this for?”

I glance away from him when he pauses. My concern and frustration must be obvious because all at once, he stands.

“You’ve never orgasmed?”

I remove my hand to wind my arms around my middle. “I… I don’t think so.”

“Stop that.” With a swift kiss to my forehead, Logan scoops me up, cradling me to his chest before settling me on top of the mattress. “Don’t you dare hide yourself from me.”

Adoration softens the planes of his face when his eyes touch mine. He glides the back of one finger up the damp cotton, teasing my entrance from the outside.

“Do you want to know what I’m thinking right now?”

I nod, lifting for him, and the fabric rubs my sensitive skin as he tenderly slides my panties off. He places kisses up my legs and torso when he crawls back up my body, that sinful tongue tracing my waistline and dipping into the hollow of my hip, and my heart jackhammers with anticipation.

“I’m thinking how goddamn lucky I am to be your first.” My face flames when he positions me so my legs are spread, knees bent. “I’d almost call it a privilege, but there’s no room for honor in my thoughts of you.” Two fingertips playfully trace their way across my abdomen, venturing toward the dark curls above my clit. “In fantasy or reality.”

My back bows off the bed when his fingers swiftly dip inside. He makes a hooking motion that sparks a fire in my pelvis, and I desperately want to say something. Anything.

But once I’ve opened my mouth, a string of nervous words pour out.

“I’ve been in this position before, but it was a lot less sexy.” He pauses for a fraction of a second, and I’m way past Jesus taking the wheel as I wave goodbye to my thought-to-mouth filter. Hell, we’re Bonnie and Clyde at this point. “At the gynecologist. You probably don’t know because you’re a boy, but they take this plastic thing and stuff it in there before cranking it open and—oh my gosh,” I pant, squeezing my eyes shut when he curls his fingers again, only this time faster.

“Mm-hmm. Go on. I want to hear all about it.” He smiles, teasing me.

“And they, um… the doctor spreads it really wide… Oh my god, Logan.” I clamp my knees together at the rippling tingles shooting up my spine. He doesn’t let up on that crooking thing against my bladder that has my eyes rolling.

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