“Not what I said.”
“You said I have a perfect cock and I could fuck anyone I wanted.”
He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, looking like he’s trying to collect himself. Suddenly everything snaps into place, going from surreal curiosity into something very real.
My cock is already aching.
I go a little feral when a girl smells good, and the fact that it’s happening from a man makes me feel a little woozy.
I stroke myself a few times until I’m completely hard, and when my gaze finds Logan’s again, he’s staring at my tip.
“Logan.”
“Yes?”
I nod down at him. “Open your fucking mouth.”
The reaction in him is explosive, catching me by surprise. He brings a hand forward, clutching at the denim of my pants as he glares up at me.
“No one talks to me like that.”
“Maybe I do.”
I take my free hand and stroke my palm along his hair again, which I swear is like fucking silk. It calms me, every time I touch it, or when I touch him anywhere, honestly.
I’m a complete fucking tactile slut.
And if it feels this good, why should I stop to question it?
“How do you actually have the nerve?” he mutters, almost like he’s saying it to himself more than to me.
But he’s still not getting up off his knees.
“Don’t make me overthink this,” I say in a low voice, pulling in a breath. I look up at the night sky, then back down at him. “I overthink fucking everything, and I feel like I’m losing my mind, but if you want my cock, open your mouth.”
He parts his lips. And it’s like seeing a green light when I’m in a fucking Ferrari.
I close the distance between us and lean forward to push my firm tip against his lips, and I feel him sigh against me.
The heat of his breath lands on my cock, and as he parts his lips further for me, a tiny gleam of precum escapes my tip and smears against his upper lip.
“Oh, fuck, that is so fucking good,” I utter. “More.”
I don’t think.
I don’t give myself a moment to.
The hot slickness of his mouth surrounds me, and I push in further, taking his mouth.
CHAPTER 5
LOGAN
My cock throbs like a traitor between my legs.
I open for Chase and he slides along my tongue as soon as he has access, not hesitating for a moment. He does move slowly, though, like he’s offering each inch of his cock like a gift.
So goddamn proud of your dick.
