Logan ignored the concerned look Elijah shot him as he slowly stood up, repositioning so that he was sitting on the ledge, his feet planted on the bench.
“Come on, baby,” Logan whispered to Sam, blocking everyone else out. “Put that pretty mouth on him.”
She sighed, and he noticed how her nipples pebbled tightly with her renewed arousal.
Turning his back to the group, Logan stood behind Sam when she kneeled between Elijah’s legs.
“I’ve got the timer,” Sierra announced, holding up her cell phone. She punched the screen a couple of times, then said, “Ready … set … start!”
Logan pressed up against Sam’s back when she leaned in and took Elijah’s cock in her mouth. The moment her lips wrapped around the flared head, Logan’s body hardened, his gaze lifting to Elijah’s face. The man was intently focused on the way Sam engulfed him, his hands planted behind him so he could lean back and observe.
Nothing quite compared to Sam’s wicked mouth, Logan knew. Well, nothing except for Elijah’s skilled mouth, anyway.
Not that he was thinking about that now. Not with all these eyes on them. Last fucking thing he wanted was for anyone to see through him, to know that he was fighting this fierce attraction. He focused on the fact everyonewaswatching and let it stir the heat in his blood. Since they were exhibitionists by nature, it only intensified the scene, made it hotter.
Ignoring the soft murmurs coming from behind him, Logan let his gaze drift between Sam’s oral ministrations and Elijah, watching the way Elijah’s stomach muscles tightened almost instantly, his chest muscles flexing as he took the pleasure-soaked assault. Had this been any other time, they could’ve watched her for hours while she took her pleasure from giving it. Unfortunately, they didn’t have hours, which meant Logan had to do something to spur things along.
He told himself that was theonlyreason he was doing this.
He started by putting his arms around Sam and planting his hands on the coping on the outside of Elijah’s legs, letting his thumbs brush against him. The instant they touched, Elijah’s gaze snapped up, met his. Logan watched Elijah’s face as he moved his hands, settling them on Elijah’s thighs.
Ah, hell. Touching the man wasn’t smart. Not if he wanted to keep from doing something he’d promised himself he wouldn’t do.
“Fuck,” Elijah hissed, his thigh muscles bunching beneath his palms.
He couldn’t deny that he enjoyed Elijah’s reaction to his touch. It was a new sensation, and despite Logan’s refusal to acknowledge how much he wanted this man, their recent explorations had created a new spark in the kindling that was their sex life.
A minute passed, then two—kindly tracked by Sierra. Sam continued to work Elijah’s cock with her tongue and lips, their moans getting louder the more she sucked him.
“Spread your legs wider,” Logan instructed Elijah.
When he did, Logan dipped his hand between his splayed thighs and cupped Elijah’s balls, lightly at first, then more insistently when Sierra ticked off another minute.
“Logan…” Elijah whispered.
“Come right down her throat,” he insisted, kneading Elijah’s balls firmly while he stroked his thigh with his other hand.
Their eyes remained locked for several long heartbeats as Elijah’s mouth opened wider each time Logan teased his balls, his sac tightening the more he touched.
“Ninety seconds,” Sierra warned.
When Sam began fisting Elijah’s cock as she sucked him, Logan took over, moving her hand and replacing it with his. With one hand on Elijah’s balls, the other on the base of his cock, he stroked and caressed while Sam licked and laved.
“One minute left,” Sierra whispered, as though not wanting to interrupt the show.
“Oh, fuck me,” Elijah growled, his head tilting back. “Fuck … Sam … suck hard.”
Logan tightened his fist as he stroked while Sam moaned low in her throat.
Elijah grunted a moment later, every muscle in his body clenching as he came on a strangled growl.
“Damn, that was hot,” Leah said softly.
“Yeah, it was,” Sierra hummed in agreement.
“Did you like that, baby?” Luke asked Sierra. “Because you know Cole and I are game to tag team you right now.”
Logan remained where he was, his hands shifting down to Sam, cupping her breasts as she sat up. He teased her nipples while Elijah watched, not willing to stop. Not yet.
