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He thrusts his leg between my thighs, and I gasp into his mouth. My pussy clenches in anger and frustration at being so completely empty when all it wants is his big, thick cock. His hand’s palm at my breasts, tweaking my hard nipples through my dress and bra. I resent them, the clothes. I resent every single layer between us, even as he lifts his knee, connecting it with my drenched core, only separated by a thin pair of wet panties and his sweats.
Logan’s mouth becomes firmer on mine. More demanding and insistent. His teeth crash into mine as our kiss shifts from hungry tostarving.I tug his lip into my mouth, yanking it between my teeth. My nails drag down his chest, landing on the edge of his sweats. My mouth waters.
He grinds his hips into mine, working his thigh between my legs. I know what he’s doing. He’s trying for a repeat of yesterday, and as much as I’d love nothing more than to squirt all over him again, that’s not what I want right now.
I break the kiss as I place my palms flat on his abs. My hands clench around the hard muscle, taking the opportunity to enjoy the feel of them.Later. I’ll explore him later.Right now, there is something else I need to do that’s far more important.
His brows furrow as I separate our bodies. We’re both panting. His pupils are blown wide, my hands are trembling. My pussy is dripping indecently down my thigh. But I don’t care.
“What’s wrong?” he breathes, his eyes darting over my body instantly, like he’s checking for injury. It’s sweet, really it is. “Are you okay?”
My head shakes slowly in response, my fingers curling on his stomach. “No, Logan. I’m not okay,” I murmur. His eyes widen, and he begins to step back, releasing his hold on me. Before he can get too far, I drop to my knees before him. “I’m starving.”
Logan chokes. Literally chokes.
I take advantage of his distraction and grip the waist of his pants. My eyes focus on the massive protruding cock that’s barely contained by the thin cotton. Holy shit, I love gray sweatpants.
Channeling all the Omega sex goddess energy I can muster, I rip them down, freeing him, only to discover he’s going commando.His cock bobs free and smacks me right in the face. I almost follow him into a fit of choking at the sight.
Oh, I’ll be choking soon enough…
“Jesus, Logan!” I whisper-shout, my wide eyes enjoying the human marvel before me. This man is literally a masterpiece. It’s like all of my favorite smut books got together to create the perfect man for me, produced Logan Huxley, and deposited him right in my lap. The only thing that would make this better would be a bow wrapped around his anaconda-sized cock so I could unwrap him like the gift he is. “You’re massive.”
Logan barks out a laugh, having finally composed himself. His hands settle on the sides of my face, pulling my attention from his cock. “Thank you, Babydoll, that’s very sweet of you to say. Now shut up and open your fucking mouth so I can feed you my cock.”
My brain misfires.
I blink. Then blink again.
My mouth drops open, my eyes never leaving his. Logan lets out a feral-sounding growl as he thrusts forward, wasting no time at all. Tears instantly spring in my eyes as he hits the back of my throat. I gag, despite my best efforts not to. He starts to pull away. My hands shoot out, gripping the back of his thighs as I pull him forward, telling him without words that I’m fine.
“Shit, Babydoll. You want me to fuck your throat, don’t you?” He groans, threading his fingers through my hair. I nod, licking the underside of his shaft. Logan wraps my long hair around his fists, using them like handles to control the pace. I love it. I love it a stupid, ridiculous amount. “That’s it. You’re taking me so well. Such a good girl for Daddy.”
Daddy? Hell fucking yes, please.
I moan loudly around his cock—more turned on by his filthy mouth than I’ve ever been in my life. None of the men I’d been with before Logan were any good at dirty talk. If anything, their words always made me cringe and feel uncomfortable. But with Logan? Every single word out of his mouth, uttered in his deep, growly voice, is like a direct line to my clit.
One hand reaches to grip the base of his cock, working the few inches I can’t possibly fit in my mouth. The other drops between my thighs and beneath my dress. I spread my thick legs further apart and slide my hand into my soaking wet panties, finding my hard clit in seconds.
“You need to cum, don’t you?” he grunts, tightening his hold on my hair. I nod, my eyes pleading. Logan smirks, and the look is so unlike him, so unhinged and dominant, that I find myself entranced, waiting on edge for his commands. “Spread your perfect thighs wide so Daddy can see his pussy while he fucks your mouth.”
I immediately obey, my body trembling with need. I’ve never been so turned on in my life. I rip my hand from my panties and yank my dress up, giving him the best view possible. I know he can’t see much. My wide hips, heavy belly, and thick thighs hide most of the view, but when Logan’s eyes go hooded with hungry appreciation, I know it was the right move.
“Play with your cunt, Shiloh,” he growls, picking up his pace as he fucks me in short, deep thrusts. “Fuck yourself hard. I wanna see you gush all over our kitchen floor.”
Ours.
Again, I obey. I relax my throat as I slide two fingers into my sopping wet pussy. My thumb finds my clit, and I curve my fingers upward, finding that elusive spot that has me trembling in seconds. Logan groans loudly as his cocks slips an inch into my throat. Then two. I swallow around him, breathing through the panic the best I can as I focus on the way we feel together.
“That’s it. You’re Daddy’s perfect girl, aren’t you, Babydoll? My perfect little cum slut?” I moan so loud the vibrations around his cock make him shudder. “I’m gunna fill you so full of my cum, you’ll be addicted. Every time you’re hungry, you’ll crave your Daddy’s cum, Shiloh. You’ll be on your knees, begging for it, won’t you?”
I nod again, screamingyes, please,which comes out garbled around his dick. My fingers pick up the pace, and my throbbing pussy clenches and clenches with my impending orgasm. Logan’s cock throbs and swells in my mouth. My jaw aches and I’m drooling all over the place, but still, I don’t dare stop. I’m so close. We both are. I need this. Need him.
Need his cum.
Need it. Need it. Need it.
“Cum, Daddy,” I cry out, hoping he understood my words. Logan grunts, shoving deep into my mouth, his hands palming my head in a possessive, loving way that’s far too sweet for the moment but somehow has me barreling over the edge.
