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She opened her eyes. They landed where we connected. Her hips moved back and forth a few more times. "I think . . ." She trailed off again. She lifted her gaze and looked around the pool house. She chewed her bottom lip as she took in the space, then finally, they rested on me. She removed her top, her breasts out in the open, waiting for me. I sat up on my elbows and took one in my mouth. Slowly making circles. Savoring this moment. "Oh God . . ." she moaned.
She pulled back, and her fingers curled around the band of my boxers as she pulled them down, freeing my raging hard-on. She ran her palm across the head. It jerked against her hand. Her eyes went wide. Then she shifted again until she was back grinding on me. My bare dick against her panty-covered pussy. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed. She started to moan. I wanted more. Slowly, lightly, I ran my hands on the inside of her thighs. She didn't stop me. Not even when I got to where we joined. I slid my finger under the material and moved it to the side. We both moaned when it was skin on skin contact. She was so fucking wet. I was so fucking hard.
"You think what?" I asked her again.
She started moving harder, faster.
I cursed under my breath.
"I think . . ." She stopped moving and opened her eyes.
Then she slid off me, pulling my boxers down with her. I lay naked on the bed with my dick standing up in the air. Her eyes raked me from head to toe, resting longer than they needed to on my junk. I placed my hands behind my head and let her take her time. I could never get sick of her reaction to my body. Ever.
"I think you and I need to make new memories in here." She pushed her panties over her hips and let them fall to the floor.
I tried to speak, but her standing naked at the end of my bed, offering herself to me, was too much. I’d failed the first time, and the second. By the third, I'd finally gotten my shit together. "I think that's a really great idea."
25
Amanda
He came to a stand next to me. His breath warmed my cheek but I kept my eyes straight ahead, focusing on the bed in front of me. One of is his fingers brushed against my lip, down my chin and in between my breasts. He kept moving it lower and lower until I felt it between my legs. I let out a gasp.
"You want to make memories?" he said into my ear. His voice was scratchy and oozing with lust.
I sucked in a breath and held it.
"Close your eyes," he ordered. It was soft but demanding, just like his touch.
I did what he asked. He still had that power over me.
Then I heard his footsteps, moving around the room. I exhaled loudly, just as I felt his hand on my breasts. He cupped them both, then ran his thumb over my nipples. I whimpered, and squeezed my legs together. "You trust me, right?" His thumb on my nipple was replaced with his mouth, his tongue making circles around it. My hands fisted at my sides, and my back arched, pushing my breasts further into him.
I wanted to open my eyes. I wanted to see him. My breaths became heavy, my mouth dry. Then he was gone. My eyes snapped open, and he was right there—in the small space between the bed and me. "Pretty girl," he sighed, shaking his head slowly. "I told you to close your eyes."
I opened my mouth to speak, but he cut me off with a kiss. "It's okay," he said into my mouth, and then he pulled back, smirking, right before lifting his hand to show me a tie. "Now I'm going to have make sure of it."
He took a step forward, his hardness pressed against my stomach. He made a show of blindfolding me, knotting it tightly at the back of my head. He moved behind me, making sure it was secure, and then he growled over my shoulder. "I want you on your hands and knees, crawling on the bed."
I whimpered. "Logan," I whined, covering my breasts and sex with my hands.
"Amanda," he scolded. "What's wrong? Are you self-conscious?"
I swallowed my nerves, chewed my lip and nodded once. Then he was in front of me. "Are you kidding me?"
I stayed silent. He removed my arms and exposed my breasts. Kissing my neck slowly, he directed my hand to his dick, encouraging my fingers to wrap around it.
"Does this feel like you have any reason to be self-conscious?"
I let out a moan as he slowly pumped into my hand.
Then he pulled away, moving behind me again. His palm splayed flat against my stomach as he pushed me forward. "Hands and knees," he repeated.
I did what he asked, climbing onto the bed and slowly crawling forward. I tried to stay confident, remembering his words and how he’d felt under my touch. "That's it baby, keep going." I felt the bed dip as he climbed on behind me. His hands covered both my ass cheeks as he squeezed them, tight. I was wet, so fucking wet I could feel it dripping down my leg. "Stop," he said. I did. Then, lifting my hands slowly, he guided them to the top of the bed head. "Don't let go." I felt the bed shifting again; he was moving away. "Spread your legs," he ordered.
Ho. Lee. Shit.
I'd been with Logan before; he was always alpha in bed, but never like this. The effect it had on me must have been evident when his finger slid effortlessly inside me. "Oh fuck," he mumbled. And that's when I felt it; his warm breath blowing against my wetness. I didn't have time to ask him what the hell he was doing before his mouth covered me. My hips jerked instantly when his tongue made contact with my clit. "Holy shit, Logan."
I started thrusting slowly, encouraging his mouth and his tongue to fuck me and bring me over the edge. It only took seconds, my body already prepared for the build up. My thrusts came faster, jerkier. He grabbed handfuls of my ass, pulling me down onto him. And then he sucked. Hard. It was all I needed. I screamed his name—louder than I’d thought possible. I tried to move off him but he kept going, his mouth insistent on getting everything out of me. I rode out every wave, every shock, with my throbbing sex on his face. He never let up, not until the last wave hit and my body became limp. "Holy shit," I breathed.
