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“Are you sure about this, Jace?”
“Absolutely sure.”
He shook his head, but he was already moving, guiding me down on the bed. He pushed me back me on the pillows and stood looking down at me for a moment until I held out my hand imperiously.
“Now. Please!”
Logan smiled and climbed on the bed, then leaned over for another kiss.
After a while, he looked down at me. “I never kissed a man before. It’s not what I thought it would be.”
“Is it good?”
“It is with you.”
I reached up and cupped the side of his face. “This isn’t your first time with a man, though, right?”
He quirked up one side of his mouth. “No. Just the kissing part. I’ve been with men before. Just no one like you.”
He lowered his lips to mine, and I brushed my hand over the real prize for me, which was just as long and hard and perfect as I’d remembered it. Together we pulled off our clothes, helping each other and laughing a little breathlessly. Then I was on my back with my legs around his waist, and I was naked under him, and we were both looking at each other. I needed to touch him like I needed air. But he took both my hands and pinned them over my head, nuzzling my neck like he couldn’t help himself. “Stay just like that,” he ordered, bossy as ever.
He fumbled in the drawer beside the bed, findingcondoms and some lube. He smoothed the condom on first me and then on himself, his hands trembling a little as I watched. Then he lay back down between my thighs, pulled one of my legs up onto his hip, and buried a well lubed finger in my ass. We both groaned and he kissed me again. It had been a while for me—over two months since Dylan and I had made love—so when after a few minutes of stroking, he added another finger, I arched in discomfort, crying out a little. He made soothing sounds against my mouth, but he didn’t stop or slow down, just kept on until the sounds I made were those of pleasure, and I turned my head and kissed the corner of his mouth and gently bit his bottom lip.
He was on his knees leaning over me on the bed by that time, running his hands all over my body. I just let him have his way with me, and he groaned his approval. He was making my whole body feel languid and his kisses had a drugging effect on me. His mouth was so warm and soft. I heard myself whimpering and begging him for more. Logan’s big hands gently, maddeningly massaged me. I’d never felt this lightheaded, toe-curling compulsion to be ravished by anyone before, not with anyone else I’d ever been with. Not even Dylan. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his hips, digging in my heels.
“Make love to me,” I begged him shamelessly, rutting against him, wanting, needing to feel more of him inside me. I kept trying to reach for his cock as if I could pull it into me. “Please,” I begged him.
“I’ve wanted you from the first time I saw you,” he whispered to me. “Now put your hands back over your head. Let me love you.”
I shuddered at his words and normally I might have resisted. I gazed up into those midnight eyes of his, though, and did as he asked. I could feel the tip of his big, hard cock pushing against my entrance, and it sent shock waves all through me. He gazed down at me and claimed my mouth in another searing kiss. It was the most powerful one between us yet, even hotter than those we’d already shared. Logan was kissing me like I was precious to him, and I’d never felt that from anyone else. Not ever, and it was a seductive feeling.
I heard myself sighing softly and stopped struggling with every emotion I was feeling. I gave in to all of it and just allowed him to love me.
“That’s it,” he whispered in my ear. “Relax. I’ll never hurt you.” I shivered again and he slid his lips over mine, kissing me deeply. He trailed kisses down my throat and wound up at my nipple, sucking it into his hot, wet mouth and making my head spin. I arched up against him and cried out his name over and over. Finally, finally, he knelt over me and pushed my legs apart, and then spread some of the slick onto his hands. He lavished it on my entrance, rubbing and massaging as he went and I strained toward him, crying out at how good it felt. Still, he made me wait while he carefully continued to open me, stretching me even more. I arched my back and tried to hump his hand.
“Be still,” he chided me. “This will happen when I say so and not before.”
How could I be still while he was doing that to me? I thought I’d go mad. I thrashed my head from side to side, groaning. Finally, when he was through torturing me, he pulled my ankles to his shoulders, and scooted me down the bed and into his lap. I began to moan and thrash, and he bent over to bite my nipple hard enough that I cried out.
“Be good,” he said as he licked it and then began rubbing the tip of his cock over me again and again. I thought then I might truly lose my mind, but finally he began to ease himself into me. The burn came, because he was so large, but he took things slowly, caressing me and stroking me when I whimpered and moaned. He filled me slowly until our groins were brushing against each other. I could feel his soft hair against my ass, and I cried out with pleasure. He took my mouth again and there wasn’t enough time to breathe between kisses. I was pushing desperately against him, trying to keep up with him and he was slowly, rhythmically fucking me into oblivion.
It was so good between us. The head of his cock hit again and again on the place inside me that lit me on fire, and I arched my back again, this time moaning, “Yes, please…more. Harder.”
He felt so damned good inside me, so thick and hard. He pulled out and then pushed back in again, impaling me, thrusting against me, pushing in and sliding back out in a rhythm that made me cry out and writhe beneath him, sucking in a deep breath as he moved inside me. This wouldn’t last long. I could already feel the heat curling in my belly and the tingling along my spine.
I felt my orgasm gathering inside me like a storm long before it finally came, though. Logan was no longer touching my cock, but when he saw how close I was, he finally did again, stroking me insistently. My orgasm slammed into me so hard I thought I might pass out, and I strained and moaned and cried out his name as I came. He was right behind me, pushing into me so hard I thought I saw stars flashing on the motel room ceiling. I was totally blissed out as he came, arching his back, his mouth open in a wordless cry and he came deep inside me just as hard I had.
He lay heavily on me, face to face, and still buried inside me. I could feel his heart bumping rapidly against my chest. I opened my eyes to find him staring down at me, and I said, a little breathlessly, the first thing that popped into my head.
“I don’t even know who you really are.”
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Logan
By the time I got out of the shower, Jace had left the bed and was standing at the window, wearing only his pants and staring out at the parking lot.
He turned and looked at me, and his handsome face was cold.
