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His head snaps up, those ice-colored eyes of his widening in shock and his urgent strokes stopping as if a switch has been thrown. His pants are hanging open, his fly down just far enough to free his shaft, and even though I know I caught him off guard in a vulnerable moment and there’s every chance he’ll reflexively shut down or push me away, maybe even violently, I don’t retreat.
If anything, the hint of danger turns me on even more, making me even more determined to show him just how much I want to be here for him.
His breath is ragged, his cockhead almost purple from the grip he has on his shaft, but other than that, the only thing that moves is his eyes, following me with laser-like intensity as I step farther into the room and close the door behind me.
I go to him and drop to my knees, the musky scent of his sex sending another rush of heat through my body.
This isn’t about me, though.
Logan’s nostrils flare, but he still hasn’t told me to leave… or released the grip he has on his cock.
I reach up and run my fingers lightly over the back of the hand he has wrapped around his thick shaft. “You have me now.”
A shudder goes through his body, and his hand loosens.
I lift it away and place it on the back of my head, keeping my eyes locked with his. “May I?”
His hand tightens on my scalp, fingers tunneling through my hair as he stares down at me. “It’s always better with you,” he finally rasps. “But this is—”
“What I’m here for,” I cut in, instinctively knowing that what he’d been about to say would have been something along the lines of “too much” or “too intense,” both of which would have been wrong.
Logan will never be too much for me. I crave his intensity, his darkness, his pain and desire to inflict it on me.
I trust him to give me all of it without ever taking it further than I can handle.
Now I just need him to trust me enough to unleash it on me.
He twists some of my hair around his fingers, making my scalp sting, but he still doesn’t push me toward his cock, even though it jumps, precum beading at the slit, every time my breath gusts over it. I lean forward, making the sting from the way he’s pulling my hair even sharper, and lick away the slick moisture coating his cockhead.
“Fuck,” he grits out, grabbing my chin with his free hand and pulling my mouth open farther.
Then he slams his cock into the back of my throat.
I gag, tears springing to my eyes and my pussy suddenly so wet that I can’t hold still. I squirm, grabbing onto his legs and pulling myself forward, needing more. Needing him to use me just as hard as he wants to.
“Hands behind your back,” he says sharply, making me moan around the cock he’s still got stuffed in my mouth.
I do it, loving his rough domination just as much as I love the fact that he’s accepted my offer to use me, that he’s letting me in, letting me do this for him when he so clearly needs it.
And god, I need it too.
I need the way he stares down at me, intense and heated, as he adjusts his grip on my chin and my head, then starts fucking my mouth in a brutal, relentless rhythm that pushes me right to the edge. And I need the way he slows down, fisting my hair even harder, before either of us reach our peaks, like no matter how badly we both need this, he wants to savor it too.
“Open your eyes,” he rasps, pulling back until just the tip rests on my extended tongue.
I do it, saliva pooling in my mouth and running down my chin as I stare up at him.
“I like it when you look at me. I like seeing you break down like this.” He runs a finger from just under my eye down to my jaw, no doubt tracing the path of the tears his rough use has brought to my eyes. “I like knowing you’re doing this for me, pushing yourself for me. So don’t blink, wildcat. Don’t blink until I come. Don’t blink unless you need me to stop. Blinking is your safe word right now, do you understand?”
I moan, nodding as much as his tight grip on my hair will allow.
“Good,” Logan says, his icy blue eyes bright with lust. “Now suck me.”
He slides back into my mouth, the expression on his face so heated that I feel like I’m going to combust. My jaw aches and my scalp burns and the combination makes my pussy wet enough that it almost feels like I could probably take all three of my men at once if Dante and Maddoc were here right now.
I don’t mind that they’re not, though.
Only Logan can give me this perfect combination of carefully ruthless domination exercised with iron control, so just like he told me to, I keep my eyes open wide, until tears pour down my cheek and they start to burn.
