Page 133 of The Risk Taker

His cock is hard and flushed, twitching against his stomach, already leaking by the time I wrap my hand around him.

He lets his head fall back against the pillow and lets out a sound that makes heat surge through me when I wrap my lips around him. I let my tongue circle the tip of his cock before I take more, easing down inch by inch.

“Holy fuck,” he pants, his fingers gripping my hair.

I hum around him, my hand stroking what my mouth can’t take. His body tenses and his tight abs flex with every suck and drag of my tongue.

I pull back just far enough to lick a stripe along the underside of his cock, then take him deep again until he hits the back of my throat.

He lets out a ragged, choked-off sound, and squeezes his eyes shut. “God, your mouth—fuck?—”

I glance up at him, pulling off him with a slick pop, breathing hard. My lips are wet, my chin shiny, and I’m aching, so turned on I can barely think straight.

My cock twitches in my boxers when I look at him, sprawled out across my bed with his legs open, his cock hard and glistening against his stomach.

I reach for the lube without a word, slicking my fingers as he leans back into the pillows, spreading his legs wider without breaking eye contact.

He props one knee up, giving me space to move in between. One hand drifts down his stomach, wrapping it around his cock, giving it a slow stroke as he watches me.

I shift between his legs, groaning at the sight of his hole waiting to be filled by me and Logan reaches out, wraps his hand around mine, guiding it lower until my slick fingers brush over his hole.

“Start slow,” he murmurs. “Just one.”

I nod and press gently when he lets his hand drop, my breath catching in my throat as I ease my finger in. Fuck, he’s so tight.

Logan exhales hard, his head falling back, and I freeze immediately.

“You okay?” I ask.

“Yeah,” he says, his voice a little strained. “It’s just… Fuck. It’s been a while.” He cracks one eye open, gives me a lazy half-smile. “Forgot how good it feels. Keep going.”

His body’s warm around me, tight, the lube slicking his hole but not hiding the way his muscles grip around my knuckle when I push in deeper.

“Move it a little,” he says, his breath ragged. “Curl it up until you—” He jolts, letting out a loud moan.“Fuck yes. Right there.”

I hook my finger, rubbing against the soft, rubbery spot inside him, his cock leaking onto his stomach.

Goddamn. I want to lick it up.

I underestimated how hot it would be to finger Logan’s tight hole. I’m so close to losing my mind.

I lean down and kiss his chest, letting my free hand stroke him while the other works him open slowly. He’s warm, tight, so fucking perfect around my fingers, and every sound he makes just feeds the fire under my skin.

I add a second finger, stretching him open while he moans through gritted teeth. I stroke his cock slowly, watching the way his mouth drops open, the flush creeping down his chest and I don’t even know how I’m still holding it together.

“Fuck, Nathan. Just fuck me,please.”

“Wait,” I say, kissing the inside of his thigh, adding a third finger, stretching him open. “Just a little more.”

He groans. “If you don’t fuck me soon, I’m gonna lose my mind.”

“I thought you liked to tease,” I say, but my voice is shaking. I’m so turned on I could come just from my fingers in his ass.

“Yeah, well,” he huffs, eyes fluttering. “I didn’t know it’d feel like this.”

I ease my fingers out, slow and careful, and press a kiss to his hip, grinning like I’m not seconds from blowing my load already.

“Now you know how it feels,” I say, crawling up his body to kiss him.