TWENTY-FOUR
LOGAN
Ashley pinned me to the doorof his bedroom when I came back from my shower, curling his fingers into myhair to save me hitting my head against the wood as he kissed me, hot andinsistent.
“Got the place all toourselves,” he murmured against my lips.
Right, just like his grandmahad promised.
“My turn to fuck you,”Ashley added.
Oh.
Ohshit.
Blood rushed south so hardmy head spun. I’d watched Ashley writhe and gasp under me twice now and I wassocurious.
When would I have the chanceagain?
“If you want,” he continued,fingers toying with the edge of my towel.
“I want,” I admitted, cheeksflushing at the thought of Ashley working those same fingers into me, gentleand encouraging and so sweet.
I trusted him to do this.
He hummed happily, kissinghis way along my jaw as he tugged my towel off.
He trailed his hand down tomy cock, half hard already, and laughed as he curled his fingers around it.
“Does the thought of mefucking you make your dick hard?” he asked.
Another rush of bloodanswered him.Yes. DearGodyes.
Maybe I should have beenconcerned about that, but I was too busy being turned on right now.
I managed a nod, the powerof speech escaping me.
Ashley kissed me again,open-mouthed and hot, moaning as he sucked on my lower lip. His eyes flutteredclosed as he pressed closer to me, the heat of his cock radiating through hissweats.
I hadn’t thought aboutit before, not really, but Ashley hadnothingto be ashamed ofdown there. Could I take it?
He’d taken mine, but he alsoknew what he was doing.
“It’s not that big,” hemurmured, reading my mind again.
“This is the only situationwhere a man would try to convince anyone his cock wasn’t all that big,” I said,fighting back nervous tension in the pit of my stomach.
Ashley would take care ofme.
That thought was enough tomake me relax. Ashleywouldtake care of me. He’d never hurt me.
“Long as you’re not goinghorse riding in the morning, you’ll be fine,” he promised. “Don’t… go horseriding in the morning. Rookie mistake.”
“Speaking from experience?”I asked.
“You havenoidea,” Ashley said,one corner of his lips turned up in a wry smile. “I was almost in tears and itdidn’t help that, like, it was a reminder of getting laid? So my cock was veryinto it. Worst cross-country ride of my life.”
I snorted.
