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“She’ll literally sleep through a hurricane,” Erica laughs. “Let me take her so you can eat.”
Brew shakes his head. “I’m good, you finish up.”
Payden turns to look at me. “That was quite a speech.”
“Gotta get your parents to like me somehow.”
“They do like you.”
I narrow my eyes. “Debatable, but you know the only thing I’m interested in?”
“What’s that?”
“You.” I kiss her again, not caring who sees or what they think.
“Sweetest man ever,” she mutters and I grin against her mouth.
“If only that were true.”
I roll my hips over and over as Payden grips my ass. Oh, she loves it like this. Me on top, my hands pressed into the mattress as I thrust slowly, nice and deep.
She’s so fucking beautiful beneath me. “Oh, don’t stop, please, Logan…”
I don’t have any intention of stopping. I also don’t change the pace when she’s about to come. She’s already voiced to me how annoying that is, and while I appreciate the honesty, I’d never do that. I know my way around a woman’s body, and I especially know my way around hers. Thinking about her with another man, poor in bed or not, makes me wanna hunt down every one she’s ever been with and sink them into the bottom of the bayou. Maybe I will, just for kicks.
“This sweet little pussy is made for me, Angel,” I mutter. “So goddamn tight.”
We’ve been at it for a while. I couldn’t keep my hands off her when we got back from dinner. We started fooling around in the car, then Dozer had to pee, then we barely got in the door and she was trying to yank my jeans down. We fucked in the hallway, then on the top of the stairs, until finally we made it to the bed and got naked. Apparently her hearing me tell the entire room I loved her made her feral for me. Hey, I’m not complaining. I’ll take anything she has to offer.
“So big,” she groans, arching her back. “So good.”
I love it when she mumbles incoherently. It means I’m doing my job properly.
“Grippin’ me like a vice, baby.” I speed up my thrusts, knowing I’m not gonna last much longer.
“Hustle,” she cries out, but I keep pumping, my hips pistoning as we bang hard.
“Fuck. Feels so good, I’m close, Payd. Take Daddy’s cock like my good little slut.”
My words are enough to make her groan, her hands gliding over my pecs. I love it when she touches me.
“Your slut,” she breathes.
“Don’t forget it.”
“Never.”
I watch as she tips her head back and moans some crazy version of my name as she comes undone. I’m there, too, stilling as I empty everything I have inside of her.
I collapse on her body, completely spent. I kiss her neck as she wraps her arms around me.
“So good,” I mutter.
“No, it’s fucking fantastic.” Her pants are sharp and fast and I grin to myself.
Dozer is asleep in his bed next to me. Luckily, he’s not a light sleeper.
“Glad to be of service.”
