For all my uncertainty, he appears to be the picture of calm and secure. It’s a complete switch from our standard narrative, and for whatever reason, it puts me a little more at ease.
Taking a moment to think it over, I finally tell him, “On top.”
I shift on the bed and lean back against the headboard, only to notice his lips twitching into an amused smile.
“I’m pretty sure my fantasy includedyoudoing the fucking.”
“And I will fuck you,” I promise, popping the cap on the lube. “But I wanna watch you ride my cock first.”
Logan being Logan, I’m prepared for another smart comment or rebuttal, but from the way his nostrils flare as his teeth snag his lower lip, he’s more than okay with the idea I’ve laid out.
Nerves have me dousing my cock with far more lube than necessary, and I spread the cool liquid up and down my shaft as he watches intently. And while he stares at my hand moving over my length, I wait for him to change his mind. For him to talk himself out of it.
For him to talkmeout of it.
Yet there’s not a hint of hesitation in his gaze when it meets mine again, nor as he straddles my thighs, allowing me to position myself against his hole a couple seconds later.
It’s only when his palms curl around the sides of my neck, drawing my attention back to his face, that his expression flashes with the smallest bit of concern.
“You’re sure?”
My heart stumbles in my chest, but I smirk through the discomfort before murmuring, “I think that’s supposed to be myline, Little Reed.”
“I’m gonna take that as a yes?”
Pushing aside my apprehension, I nod in answer, and he graces me with one of those breath-stealing smiles.
His lips find mine in a searing kiss—one equal parts reassuring and passionate—as he slowly lowers himself down, allowing the blunt head to push past his rim. A little moan comes out, though I don’t know if it’s him or me that makes it, before he lifts up and drops his hips again. I slide in farther, about halfway this time, and the pressure around my cock is insane already, but it’s nothing compared to when he rolls his hips a few more times, fully sheathing me inside him.
He holds still, allowing his ass to adjust around me, but the pulsing heat has my eyes rolling back in my head.
“You’re so goddamn tight, Lo. Holy shit.”
He smirks as he goes to move again, but I grab hold of his hips, wanting to keep him still for a few seconds while basking in the tightest heat I’ve ever experienced.
“What? What’s wrong?” he asks instantly, and I shake my head.
“Not a damn thing. Just wanna feel you like this for a minute.”
There’s another damn smile before he kisses me again, with more hunger this time. More desperation and desire as his tongue sweeps into my mouth, stealing my ability to think—or rather, overthink.
Instead, it spurs mine into action, the two of them tangling together in a teasing, erotic dance of give and take. At some point, he starts moving, his hips lifting off me before sliding all the way back down, and I whimper into his mouth.
“I love that sound,” he murmurs against my lips after breaking the kiss. “I could listen to it all fucking day.”
He moves again, eliciting the same pathetic noise from me,but I don’t have it in me to be embarrassed. I’m too lost in the way he feels wrapped around me, squeezing the daylights out of my cock. In the way he looks as he leans back, pressing his palm against my sternum while slowly fucking himself up and down on my shaft.
His pupils are blown wide with desire, the black nearly taking over any remnants of brown, and I swear, I’ve never seen anything sexier in my life. And it’s not just the way his body takes me, my entire length disappearing inside him. It’s the confidence and certainty as he moves, driven by lust and need, that has pleasure flooding my veins until it reaches every inch of my extremities.
“You’re a sight to behold, Lo.”
“Yeah?” he muses, a haughty grin appearing. “You like watching me ride you? Seeing your cock disappear inside me every time I drop down?”
I nod, a little zap of lust shooting straight to my balls at his question.
“God, yes. I never want you to stop. Wanna just live inside you.”
“Mmm, I think that sounds like a great plan,” he agrees before lowering his mouth to mine. “I won’t even charge you rent as long as you make me come.”
