“N-no,” she breathes as I twirl my fingers around her pointed peaks. “Oh, that’s good.”
My dick is rock hard again and pressing against her ass crack. It wouldn’t be very gentlemanly to fuck her ass on the first time. Next time, however, I won’t be so accommodating.
I blink. Next time? Jesus, what the hell is wrong with me?
“Let me feel how much you want it.” I cup her mound and her head falls back against my shoulder. She’s slick between her thighs, and that’s good because she needs to be ready for me.
“Okay, so let’s stop yapping and get this party started,” she murmurs.
I shake my head. This woman.
“Your wish is my command,” I say, tipping her forward as her hands land on the bed. I stroke my cock through her wet heat as she groans. I line up, then without any warning I’m sliding in all the way, filling her tight, wet pussy as we both exhale a groan.
CHAPTER
FOUR
Payden
Lordy have mercy.
This man isn’t just big, he’s pierced as well, and I swear to god I can feel that barbell searing me with pleasure as he pulls back.
“Fuck,” he mutters. “So tight.”
I stick my ass out, begging for more as he begins to move in and out of me slowly, his palms pressed against the mattress, his hips hitting my ass on every thrust.
He just came in my mouth, and less than a minute later he’s hard again and going for gold with that huge, pierced dick of his? I can’t even with this man. I think my earlier admission of being into older guys could be a definite reality if this is the payoff.
“Logan,” I moan as his pace is so damn perfect I want to scream. It’s not too fast, not too slow. “Right there. Oh, that feels so good.”
He moves his hands to my hips, gripping tight as I get lost in the oblivion of pleasure. He’s hitting every nerve inside me, and in a few seconds, I’m coming all over his dick as he pumps in andout with fierce, hot as fuck thrusts. “That’s it, baby, let me feel that hot little pussy comin’ all over my dick.”
And his filthy words. My goodness, I’ve never been this turned on in my entire life.
My orgasm seems to spur him on as he rolls those sexy hips back and forth, his balls slapping against me in the most erotic way. “One more,” he grunts. “One more and I’m flipping you over.”
“Promises, promises—” I start, but he shuts me up with a series of hard thrusts that have me seeing stars. When I asked him if he wanted to fuck, I should’ve asked if that came with a warning label because Logan Dawson is one hot Daddy who knows what he’s doing.
“You don’t come again until I tell you to, got me?”
I’m about to tell him to get fucked when the sensation of pleasure ripples through me and I’m close again.
The pulses racing through my body are like electrical currents, and Logan is the puppet master. I’ve always read in books where the hero commands the heroine to only come when he says so and not before. Honestly? I’ve never understood it, but now I do. It’s like Logan has a direct link to my pleasure zone and it’s no longer taking notice of me, only him. The only command my pussy will take is from that sexy man inside me, and I’m powerless to stop it.
“Payden?” he grunts when I don’t answer.
“But you said one more.”
“When I say you can, you’ll let go, but not before.”
“Bossy bitch,” I mutter, knowing it sounds ridiculous.
I think he chuckles, but I can’t be sure.
He pulls me back up to my knees, my hands free of the mattress as he fucks me senseless, cupping my tits as I grip his hips behind me, then his ass, holding on for dear life.
“Logan!” I scream, the shockwaves running through me as I come again.
