Chapter Five
Sunday, June 19, 2022
The following morning, Logan woke with ahard-on to rival all. He attributed it to sleeping in the same bed with Elijah and wanting to feel how hot his mouth would be on his cock, and also to the fact that Sam was coming home today.
He rolled to his back, slid his arm beneath the blankets, and curled his hand around his straining cock. He didn’t even think about what he was doing, didn’t consider the fact that Elijah was still in the bed, just a few feet away. At least, not until he heard a soft hum from Elijah.
“You’re awake,” Logan said, turning his head to look at him.
“For a while now,” he said, his gaze lingering lower where Logan’s cock was tenting the blankets.
He stroked himself while he stared at Elijah, then surprised himself when he said, “You want to watch?”
Elijah’s gaze shifted to his face. “Yeah.”
His lack of hesitation eased something inside him. Ever since he’d made the offer for Elijah to join him in the shower and the man had refused, he’d wondered what it meant. Overthinking was now his specialty.
Swallowing hard, Logan shoved the blankets down to his knees. He slept naked, as did Elijah, so there was nothing hindering the man’s view. Neither of them moved from their spots, but Elijah’s interest shifted back to Logan’s hand as it moved up and down his steel-hard erection.
Watching Elijah watching him lent a salacious air to an otherwise normal activity. Logan’s sex drive had always been high, and despite his very active sex life, he still succumbed to the pleasure of his own hand on a daily basis. He wasn’t sure if that was normal, nor did he give a shit.
He continued to watch Elijah while he rubbed his dick, reaching down with his other hand to fondle his balls. His breaths grew labored as he imagined Elijah’s sinful mouth filled to overflowing with Logan’s throbbing cock, sucking him deep into his throat.
“What are you thinking about?” Elijah asked, his voice gravel laced.
“You sucking me,” he said honestly.
Elijah groaned, then rolled to his back, shoving the blankets down to reveal his erection. Logan watched as Elijah wrapped his hand around it, stroked slowly, casually, as though he wasn’t in a hurry. It allowed Logan to slow his pace, to let the pleasure build. It was hotter than he’d imagined it would be. Hot enough to make him moan as he pumped his hips, fucking his fist when the need to come overwhelmed him.
The only sound in the room was their rough groans and the silky glide of pre-cum being massaged into their cocks as they worked themselves up, watching the other. He imagined Elijah leaning over, wrapping that wicked mouth around the swollen head, and sucking him hard. He growled, his hips driving up, ramming his cock through his fist.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” he hissed.
“Come for me, Logan,” Elijah whispered. “Ah, fuck.”
Logan growled, his gaze riveted to the way Elijah jerked his cock hard and fast, his hand moving rapidly over his swollen flesh. When Elijah’s back arched, Logan bit back a curse, his release barreling down on him in a rush. He came with a groan at the same time Elijah did.
Two hours later, Logan was on sensory overload, his body still hard, even after the erotic tease this morning. Sure, he’d come, but it hadn’t been as fulfilling as it could’ve been, considering. He needed an outlet, which was why he ordered a limo to take him to the airport so he could be there when Sam arrived. He figured he could get brownie points for the romantic gesture while at the same time getting Sam all to himself for the thirty-minute drive back.
Logan had the limo drop him at the pickup doors, then he went inside to the baggage carousels to wait patiently for her arrival.
He shouldn’t have been surprised to find his brother, Luke, there, too, leaning against one of the columns as he waited for Sierra to return.
“Great minds,” Luke said when Logan approached.
“Something like that.” He clapped his hand on his brother’s shoulder. “Where’s Cole and the kids?”
“Home.”
“Stealing all the glory for yourself?”
Luke’s black eyebrows rose. “What? He volunteered.”
“Yeah?” Logan chuckled. “What’s he getting out of the deal?”
“He got his last night.” Luke’s eyes glittered. “Unlike you, I don’t have to go without when my wife’s out of town.”
“No, I guess you don’t,” he said, averting his gaze when he recalled what had happened with Elijah in the swimming pool and again this morning in their bed. “Best of both worlds for you.”
