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Logan unzips his pants but keeps his gaze on me. “On your knees Emily.”
The girl excitedly fists his cock then slips it in her mouth. I try to focus on Logan’s face, but Emily’s noisy slurping is hard to ignore. My gaze drifts to her bobbing head. I’ve never watched porn, let alone seen it live. The experience is uncomfortable and yet oddly arousing.
“What?” Logan guffaws, probably noticing the flush on my cheeks.
I shake my head, too embarrassed to admit what’s happening to my body. I read a lot. The steamy romances I like talk about how girls are dripping wet, soaking their panties. I always thought it was an exaggeration. Totally understand what they’re talking about now. “Nothing. I just thought it would be bigger.”
“It’s bigger than anything you’ve ever played with.”
I smirk, feeling my cheeks burn hotter, and roll my eyes. “Either Emily here is the world’s worst blowjob giver, or you’re having a hard time concentrating.” I stick up my pinky and wiggle it. “Little-Logan having performance issues?”
Logan grabs Emily by the hair and lifts her to her feet. “Out.”
She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand then slips out the door without a word. Are girls around here used to this kind of treatment?
Logan turns the lock on the handle, this time caring if we get interrupted. The air crackling around us fills with tension as he steps in front of me. The ebon of his irises disappear, swallowed by his large black pupils.
His exposed cock presses against my leg, sending a rush of warmth through me. I fight the urge to lick my lips. I don’t want to give Logan the impression that I want him, even if I do. This base is one I don’t have much experience with. I’ve only seen three penises in my life.
My first was uncircumcised and absolutely terrifying.
The next was so veiny it looked like a road map.
And the other was pencil-thin and crooked.
Logan’s is thick, long, and smooth with a mushroom tip. If I were ev
er to consider licking any of those penises, it would be his. But I’m damn sure not saying that either.
“You seem awfully critical of Emily’s blowjob skills. Care to show me what you’ve got?”
Not confident in my skills, but not wanting to seem intimidated either, I reach down and wrap my fingers around Logan’s silky shaft. I squeeze, just hard enough to milk a quiet moan from his lips. I move my hand across its length, once.
Then twice.
Logan’s eyes drift shut. My body hums, begging for him to touch me. Desire pelts through me like an unforgiving rain. It's overwhelming. I let not-so-little-Logan fall from my grip and step around him to the bathroom door. “Put yourself away. That thing isn’t even worth talking about.”
8
Danika
Goosebumps break out across my flesh as I stand in the hallway, pressing my back against the cold bathroom door. Logan’s taking his time and for that I’m grateful. I’m trying not to think about what he’s doing in there, but I highly doubt he’s taking a shit. Heat climbs my neck again. Is he thinking about me?
“Hey,” Gunner says, making me jump.
“Oh hey.” I play it cool, like I wasn’t just thinking about Logan’s massive dick again. The space between my legs tingles. I look up at Gunner and smile innocently. Nope, I’m not having dirty thoughts right now. My mind is clean as a whistle. Liar.
“Where'd you go?”
I hitch my thumb behind me inconspicuously. “Bathroom.”
Please don’t come out right now.
“Oh. Okay. Come on.” Gunner takes my hand again and pulls me deeper into the house, to the basement.
I let out a quiet sigh of relief, grateful Logan is still…doing what he’s doing. How long does that take?
The handrail to the basement is wrapped in blue holiday lights, adding to the ambiance. I didn’t know Florida houses could have basements. I thought they would flood because of their low water table, but apparently when you have more money than God, you can buy anything. Do anything. This particular basement has been turned into a black light dance party with a full-fledged DJ.
