“I know.” Logic rubbed the top of his head. “I wanna get some shit in here before I bring them here though.”
“Boy,” Tyler disagreed. “They’ll be ok with sleeping on air mattresses. This is nice and it’s theirs...bring them home.”
“Aight...I’mma do that.” He nodded. “Let me show you my room.”
“I thought I saw it.”
“Nah, that was the guest room. The master bedroom is ducked off back here. It’s one of the reasons I picked this house. I’ll have my own bathroom and there's a huge walk-in closet that I plan on turning into a studio.”
“A studio,” Tyler cheesed, loving his vision.
“Yea, it’ll be nice to just roll out the bed and go empty my thoughts from the comfort of my room,” Logic explained, stopping in front of his bedroom door. Pushing it open, he stepped to the side so she could walk in ahead of him.
“Oh, you think you’re so slick,” Tyler blushed, examining the setup.
In the center of the large, empty bedroom was a candlelit pallet, surrounded by pillows and blankets. Off to the side was a bouquet of roses, a bottle of champagne on ice, a platter of sandwiches and bags of chips. It was super corny but super fucking cute.
“How this get here?” he joked, approaching her.
“I don’t know, you tell me.” Tyler turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck. Are you trying to seduce me, Logic?”
"Hell yea.” Logic kissed her neck. “Can I taste you?” He kissed her again. “Can I put this dick in you?” His hands slipped under her jacket. “Can I have this pussy, baby girl?”
“Yessss,” Tyler moaned.
“You answering too fast. I need you to think about what you're saying.”
“I am.” She pulled at his jogging pants. “I want you to fuck me.”
“Then you gotta know there’s no turning back. You’re mine. I don’t do that back-and-forth shit and I don’t share. This will be my pussy and I’m going to beat this shit up so bad you’re gonna wanna live in my skin.”
“Your dick comes with a warning label?” Tyler gnawed on her bottom lip.
“Nah... this a promise label.” Logic’s hand bypassed her waistline. “I’m going to turn you the fuck out, baby girl.”
“Okayyy,” Tyler moaned, rolling her hips on his fingers. “I want it.” She kissed his lips. “I want you.”
“Good.” He removed his fingers and stuck them in his mouth. “Hm, sweet as fuck. Take all this shit off.”
“Wait, I wanna shower first.”
“Fuck outta here. That pussy sweet and it’s been marinating. I need all that. Fold for me, baby girl.” Logic dropped his jogging pants.
Doing as she was told, Tyler removed her clothes until she was ass naked.
“Mm.” Logic licked his lips, admiring her curves. “You so fucking sexy.”
Taking off his shirt, Logic dropped it to the floor and reached out to pick Tyler up.
“Don’t drop me,” she squealed.
“Stop playing.” Logic lifted her into his arms. “I’m a big dog, baby.” He kissed her lips.
Pinning her body against the cool wall, Logic used one hand to grip his dick and slide it up and down her slippery middle. Precum oozed from his tip as he slapped his dick against her flesh.
“Put it in,” she begged, anticipating the feel of him rearranging her insides.
“You put it in,” Logic growled, sucking her lips.
