“You need my cock. And you’ll have it, if you say it.” I pull my hand away again and move to shove his pants down, taking his briefs with them. He kicks them away, and I give his shirt a tug. “Why is this still on?”
I step over toward the top drawer of my nightstand and it’s a fucking nightmare trying to find what I want.
I push past old empty film canisters, tubes of paint, pencils, and endless sheets of paper I’d torn from sketchbooks. I don’t exactly keep my shit organized and it’s never bothered me untilright now, when I need something this much.
Finally my fingers close around my bottle of lube and retrieve a condom from the stack in the back.
I bring them back over toward Logan, who’s standing there naked now with his cock hanging between his legs.
“Good,” I tell him. “You didn’t touch it without me telling you to.”
“Have I ever told you you’re like a petty prince?”
“No. But I like that. Hold these.”
I hand him the lube and condom and make him stand there watching me as I slowly take off my clothes. When I shove down my pants, my cock bobs free, and Logan’s eyes magnetize to it instantly.
I pluck the condom from his hand and tear it open, rollingit over my dick. I take the lube from him next, slicking the condom and my fingers before nodding at him.
“Turn,” I tell him.
He spins around to face the wall and puts his hands flat on it. I slowly move to drape myself over the back of his body, pressing every inch of my chest to his back, letting my cock push against the cleft of his ass.
“What do you need?”
He gives a low exhale as I trail my slicked fingers between his cheeks, letting my other hand grip his hip.
“I need your cock.”
“Could barely hear you, baby,” I murmur, dragging my fingertips over his hole.
“Fuck,” he whispers, involuntarily pushing his ass back against me a little. “I need your cock inside me.”
“That’s better.”
I push two of my fingers into him at once, knowing it’s a tight stretch. He takes it well, though, breathing evenly as I watch the muscles in his back rise and fall.
I lean in and breathe against the back of his ear, giving it a little bite.
“You can hurt me worse than that,” he utters, and my cock pulses against his ass at the suggestion. “Is that all you’re going to give me?”
The fucking tease.
The perfect, gorgeous,incredibleman that Logan is.
I shove my two fingers deeper into him, growling near his ear as I take my free hand and tuck it into his hair again, pushing his head against the wall to pin it there hard.
“I’m going to make you scream.”
“Give me your cock.”
I moan against the back of his neck. “I decide when you get that.”
“Please give it to me, Chase,” he utters in a breathless whisper that almost breaks me. My cock throbs hard againsthim as I let it sink between his cheeks, running up against his hole but not pushing inside yet.
“You hear yourself? Begging for me?”
“Fuck me already and maybe I’ll stop.”
