Page 11 of Logan
To my surprise she adds, “Have you thought about me doing this before?”
I’m not gonna lie. I’ve nothing to hide. “One too many times.”
It’s her turn to tut now, reaching for me like my cock is some fucking prize. I hiss when she makes contact. “Should’ve made the moves, sunshine. We could’ve been enjoying one another a long time ago,” she whispers.
I tip her chin up so she’s forced to look at me. “I guess we better make up for lost time then, hadn’t we?”
A low, possessive growl leaves me as her tongue darts out to the tip of my dick, licking the barbell. It’s been a while since I let anyone do this. Sex for me isn’t for comfort or a release, nor has it got anything to do with love. I don’t even know what love is because I’ve never felt that spark before. The love for my family and friends is different, but that’s all I know. I shut my feelings down a long time ago and I don’t really know why. I’ve never treated women badly, but I was also non-committal. I didn’t want the headache. Sure, I’ve had relationships, but the second it got too hard, I called it quits. Sex is something to take the edge off, nothing more.
I don’t like kissing on the mouth because it’s too personal. I don’t want a woman getting attached and then becoming a nag. Not saying all women are, but I see what goes on at the clubhouse with half the guys being held tight by the balls, my own brothers included, and my best friend Hustler, also known as West. He fell for his ol’ lady, Audrina, who is also Nevada’s mom, our Tail Gunner. West and Audrina have a baby now and he couldn’t be happier. Me? I’ve never wanted the kid thing.They’re too much hard work and I ain’t got time for any of that. I like my life exactly how it is: simple.
No complications, nobody telling me what to do.
“Jesus,” Payden whispers, bringing my thoughts back to her as she strokes me up and down. The pretty little thing is on her knees as she takes me farther into her mouth, sucking on the tip like a fucking lollipop, teasing the barbell with her tongue.
I tug her hair gently, causing her to look up. “You can do better than that, Angel. Take Daddy’s dick down that pretty throat and show me what that smart mouth is made for.”
I’ve never referred to myself as fucking ‘Daddy’ before, but everytime the words are uttered, I get harder each time. I don’t give a fuck that there are almost ten years between us. None of that matters because Payden Benedict is on her knees for me.
Her eyes flutter closed as she lets out a soft groan, and I have to hold onto my senses so I don’t shoot down her throat before this has even begun. She has no idea how fucking perfect she is kneeling before me, her pretty tits out, and her legs spread like she can’t wait for more. And she is gonna get more. She’s gonna get all of it.
She takes me deeper, her eyes on mine as I marvel at how pretty they are. She looks so sexy with my dick in her mouth. When she reaches for her breast, tweaking her nipples, I know I want my mouth on them when I come inside her.
“That’s it,” I encourage. “Take it, Payden, I know you can.”
She mewls when I hit the back of her throat, and I’m not even forcing myself, she’s doing all the work. Oh, trust me I want to. I want to ram it home and give her what she wants, but something tells me the woman before me likes a little kink.
I pull out, letting her breathe as she licks my slit. I groan.
“You’re so big,” she tells me. “Deep throat is my speciality.”
I don’t want to think too much about how many guys she’s done this with, so I ignore the comment. What I am interested in is her gag reflex.
“Take me again, all the way this time.”
She does as she’s told and I nudge just a little to sink farther into her throat. Goddamn it.
“So perfect,” I murmur. “Such a good girl for once.”
She makes a noise that would be close to a laugh if she could breathe, and I pull out, letting her suck some air in. “More,” she breathes. “I need more.”
“Greedy,” I admonish, pinching her chin. “Pull that nipple baby, get those tits ready for me.”
She groans again as I shove all the way in and she gags. I smile, pulling out. “Sure you’re okay?”
She ignores me, twisting her hands up and down my cock as I almost lose control. She works me over, going down all by herself, then sucking all the way back to the tip. Payden is a tease. Usually, I don’t like those kinds of games. But with Payden, everything is on the table for the taking.
“Fuuuuuck,” I groan as I watch her head bob, her cheeks hollowing as she takes me all the way to the brink. “Gonna come, Angel, holy shit…”
I don’t pull out, and she doesn’t pull off me. Instead, she takes my load, then when I drag my hips back, I paint her lips, chin, and finally her tits just like I promised. “Bad girl,” I tell her. “I wanted to fuck those titties.”
“Aww, is somebody a sore loser because I suck cock like a bad little bitch and you couldn’t hang on, pretty boy?”
I almost choke on hearing her words. Almost.
“Pretty boy?” I push her down, then flip her over as she yelps. I press against her back as my mouth hovers next to her ear. “You wanna see what this fuckin’ pretty boy can do to that greedy pussy?”
“Fuck yeah.” Silence, then she laughs.
