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I shook my head. “Lo, I-”
He clapped a hand over my mouth and flipped us over, shoving my dress up over my hips and settling himself between my legs. I felt his erection right there and my eyelids fluttered closed, my back arching instinctively.
“I want this. Want you. Always.”
The sincerity in his voice brought tears to my eyes and he kissed me again. Slowly. Tenderly. But I didn’t want slow and tender. I needed him. Craved him. Wanted him inside me as soon as humanly possible.
“Lo,” I moaned, my hands tugging frantically at his tie. He helped, his fingers deftly undoing the knot at his throat.
I watched, mouth watering as he slid the silk tie off, draping it over the side of the couch as he knelt between my spread thighs. His big hands splayed across my creamy skin, kneading the velvety soft skin of my inner thighs as his eyes drank
me in hungrily. His thumbs traced tantalizing circles closer and closer to where I needed him most.
When he brushed his knuckles over the thin material that covered my center, my jaw went slack and my mind blanked. I couldn’t even speak, could only feel. I felt his hands push my dress up and pull it over my head. I felt him unclasp my bra and toss it away.
I felt how much I loved him.
“Need you,” I gasped, sitting up and unbuttoning the dress shirt he wore. It was off within seconds and then he was tugging his undershirt over his head, his blonde hair mussed and sexy, and I loved it so fucking much.
I licked my lips as I eyed his cock straining against his pants, palming him teasingly. He was achingly hard and the small amount of pressure I applied made him growl low in his throat. The sound shot right to my core.
“Stand up.” he commanded and pulled me to my feet, his hands sliding around to grip my ass. “Mine,” he said against my mouth.
I nodded my head, my tongue flicking out and catching his top lip. Within seconds, Logan’s fingers hooked into my underwear and tugged them down so they pooled at my ankles, tangled around the black pumps I wore. When I went to take the shoes off, Logan stopped me, shaking his head and tucking his knuckles under my chin, tilting my face up so that our eyes met.
“Those stay on,” he whispered seductively, darkly. “You’re going to be dirty for me tonight, aren’t you? You want it?” He placed my palm over his cock, closing my fingers around the base of it.
I nodded my head, completely hypnotized by him. “Fuck, I want it.”
“That’s my girl,” Logan crooned before dropping to his knees. I heard the telltale crack as his joints popped, but I bit my lip instead of saying something because I didn’t want to ruin the moment.
He helped me step out of my underwear and then slid his hands up the backs of my legs, fingers trailing lightly over the backs of my thighs. “I can see how wet you are,” he grunted as he shouldered his way between my legs and widened my stance. My cheeks flamed at his words. “I fucking love it. I love how this is all for me.”
Yours, I thought, dizzy with need as he kissed my legs and sunk his teeth into my hip.
Without warning, he flattened his tongue against my slit and licked up, the tip of his tongue circling my already sensitive clit.
“Logan!” I gasped, my fingers tangling in his hair. My knees threatened to buckle and I threw my head back, breathing heavily.
He repeated the motion and used one hand to drape my left leg over his shoulder, forcing me to open wider for him and giving him a better angle. Quickly, he pushed two fingers inside me, groaning when I clenched around them.
“You’re already so close, aren’t you?” Logan’s voice held a note of wonder and then he was right back to it, sucking my clit between his lips while he curled his fingers inside me. He hit that spot that was so deep and so sweet, my hips jerking against him. There was no chance in hell that I was going to last and I needed to tell him that, needed him to know that I couldn’t… that I was about to…
“Logan, I’m… I’m…” I was moaning, gasping. Unable to catch my breath as I chased my orgasm.
“Come for me, Juliette. Come on my fucking tongue, baby. Do it.”
Logan’s words taunted me and I flew over the edge, my whole body stiffening. I tugged at his hair in what had to be a painful grip, my whole body tense as I cried out his name. He lapped at me gently while I came down, pressing kisses and licks to the thigh that was over his shoulder. I whimpered and breathed heavily, feeling the aftershocks of a beautiful, soul shattering orgasm.
When Logan stood and pressed his mouth to mine, I could taste myself on his tongue and it was so erotic, so dirty, that I couldn’t help but suck on his tongue for a few moments while he grabbed every part of my body he could get his hands on, including my breasts.
“I love these,” he whispered hotly and then ducked his head down, swirling his tongue around one sensitive peak.
“Please,” I whined shamelessly. “Please fuck me.”
He tugged me to the couch and then turned me around, bending me over the back of it so that my ass was sticking up in the air crudely, my breasts pressed into a suede couch cushion. He palmed one cheek roughly and kneed his way between my legs. I heard his belt buckle as he dropped his pants, and then he spoke.
“What if I wanted to tie you up?”
