Sitting back, his gaze lingered on me, my chest to be exact. His finger found the metal of my piercing through the lace, rubbing it gently. The pleasure it sent through my entire body made me quiver in his hold.
His hand trailed up my back, making its way to the clasp of my bra. He fumbled with it for a few seconds, realizing he needed more than one hand. Laughing at himself, he brought the other to help.
“I’m not as good at this as I thought, I guess.”
Once it was undone, I stepped back to take it off.
“But this is my favorite part,” he said with a smirk. “You are so fucking sexy.”
He made me feel sexy with his words and how he looked at me. So I decided to make this slow for him, to tease him a bit.
Holding the cups against my breasts with an arm, I lowered the straps from my shoulders, removing each arm one by one. Then I put my hands on the sides of my breasts, pushing them together, taunting him. He reached out, desperate to touch me, but I stepped away.
“Christ, you are going to kill me, Ava,” he moaned as he leaned back on the bed, enjoying the show.
“Well, I don’t think that’s true, but you might get blue balls while watching.”
My fingers found my nipples through the lace of my bra and pulled at the bars, making them taut. Satisfied with how they now poked through the material, I moved a few steps closer to him. My one arm was under my breasts, supporting them, while my other hand lowered the lace of my bra, revealing the tops of the deep brown circles he so loved to lick.
“Want a taste?” I asked.
He leaned forward, eager to oblige. His tongue laved at the tops of my breasts exposed over the lace, down to the pigmented circle surrounding my nipple. Suddenly his lips clamped onto the hard tip and metal that stuck out through the lace, sucking deep into his mouth. His fingers found the other and twisted it between them, the glorious pain igniting a fire inside me.
“Ah, you like this.” His words resonated against my breasts, the sensation heightened when his mouth returned to sucking on the other. My hands abandoned their hold on my bra, grasping his head, his hair, holding him against me.
When he pulled away, the material fluttered to the floor between us.
He inhaled deeply as he stared at me, seeming to anchor himself in the moment. His eyes stole a glance at mine, butquickly went back to my body. The back of his hand caressed the side of me, from chest, along my breast, to my torso.
“I’m not sure I deserve such beauty,” he said, almost to himself.
I took his face in my hands, forcing him to look at me.
“You deserve everything life has to give you, me included.”
Our mouths collided, the moment shifting. What had been pure sex was now full of emotion as well. Logan wrapped his arms around my body and stood from the bed, turning to place me down. Once above me, his arms caged my head as he lowered himself onto me.
“Wait,” I said, pushing him up. “Let me take your pants off.” Leaning forward, I made quick work of pushing his sweats and briefs to the ground.
“Don’t take your thong off, not yet,” he said as he lowered himself back into bed. “Your ass looks too good in it.”
Suddenly, he flipped me over and had me on my belly. His hands were on my ass, his fingers playing with the material of my thong between my cheeks. As he massaged my ass with one hand, his other came down with a tiny slap on my butt.
It startled me.
And then I realized I liked it.
When my reaction was to lift my ass in the air toward his hand, Logan knew that and did it again. He did it a few more times, and each time, my pussy tightened.
I heard him put his fingers in his mouth, and fully expected those fingers to go inside me. But where they went startled me once again.
This time, as he smacked my ass, the other hand moved the thong aside and pushed a finger inside my tight hole. I stilled at the surprise, and so did he. Yet he continued pushing it in slowly as he massaged my ass. Then his other hand made its wayaround my belly and found my clit, rubbing the nub as he teased that untouched hole from behind still.
“Is this OK, Ava?”
“Yes,” I moaned. Because suddenly it was more than OK.
It was euphoric.
