I try not to get emotional, I really do, but against my will, a few tears of complete and utter astonishment and happiness escape my eyes.
Logan’s hands slide down the curve of my waist and squeeze my hips as he thrusts his knee against my pussy and begins togrind meonhim. “Take it, Shiloh. Use this perfect, gorgeous body and take your orgasm from me,” he rasps, pulling back to speak. “Fuck my thigh and soak my jeans in your juices. I wanna smell like your perfect cunt all day, so everyone knows.”
Oh my god, his mouth.
I moan, tipping my head back. It slams into the wall, but I don’t care. I do as he demands and ride his leg, taking what I want with a single-minded focus.
“So everyone knows what?” I pant. My hands grip his perfect, round ass again, using it as leverage to fuck myself on his body. Logan groans, rutting his thick cock against my hip. It makes my mouth water.
I want it.
I want it so fucking badly, I can’t focus on anything other than thoughts of how it would feel, how it would taste. I want his big, fat cock inside my mouth, my pussy, my ass. I want him to cover me. Fill me.Breed me.
God, visions of my wildest, deepest fantasies come to the forefront of my thoughts, adding to the lust coursing through me.
His cock is already so massive. How would it feel with a knot? His big dick would be so deep inside my throbbing pussy as he fucked me, he’d probably bruise my cervix. I moan loudly, grinding harder.
His mouth reaches my neck, and he sucks the flesh there, hard enough to leave a mark. He kisses, sucks, bites, licks—again and again, sending sparks through my body. His breath fans over my ear as he whispers, “I want you to cover me in your cum, so everyone knows who you belong to.”
“Logan!” I scream as the most intense orgasm of my life barrels through me just as the last word leaves his mouth. Visions of his knotted cock shoving deep inside me, forcing past the tight barrier of my cunt and stretching me painfully, accelerate my pleasure. He’d lock us together as he shot his thick, hot load deep inside my pussy, coating my walls again and again—
“That’s it, Babydoll. Soak me with your scent.Mark meas yours.”
If possible, those words make my orgasm even more potent, as one turns into another. I do exactly as he says and soak him with my release. It gushes from my throbbing cunt, coating my leggings and his thigh in an embarrassing amount of liquid.
My legs tremble as I squeeze them together, riding out the aftershocks of my orgasm. Logan drags my earlobe between his teeth, sucking on the flesh as I come down from my high.
“What about you?” I whisper, my husky voice foreign, even to my own ears.
He chuckles, the sound so deep and sexy that my thighs clench again. “The next time I cum, I’ll be so deep in your pussy, you’ll feel me dripping from you for days.”
“Logan,” I rasp as a fresh wave of need courses through me.
“Hearing my name on your lips as you squirted all over me was the single best experience of my life,” he groans, before adding, “yet.”
Slowly, he stands straight, pulling his thigh from between my legs. I’m too embarrassed to look down, already knowing it’ll look like I pissed all over him. I can feel the wetness between my legs. My panties are soaked through completely, and my leggings are warm from my release, so I can only imagine the carnage on his jeans.
“Holy shit, that’s so fucking sexy.” His hot, lust-filled voice pulls my attention to the offending scene without my permission, and my stomach twists at the sight.
Jesus, I’ve never cum like that before. Ever.
“I can’t,” he rasps, shaking his head. “I have to taste you. Have to clean you up.”
And then, he’s on his knees before me. He tears my leggings down so fast I barely have any time to panic that he’s about to see…me.
He tugs down the material, bunching it around my calves. Looking up, his eyes lock on mine as he grips the hem of my panties, a simple black pair of cotton boy shorts. Slowly, he glides them down my thighs.
“Logan, I—” I open my mouth, ready to explain that my pussy isn’t shaved like most women. There’s been no point. I’m in such bad a dry spell, I’ve basically been revirginized.
He interrupts, leaning in and inhalingdeeply.He lets out a loud groan. “I knew it.” He licks a long path up the short curls between my thighs, sucking them clean. I moan, my legs trembling. “Fuck. Can’t wait to cover this tiny bush in my cum.”
“Oh, shit,” I groan, transfixed on the sight of him. This big, strong man is on his knees, devouring my pussy like he’s starved. Like I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted.
Logan licks, his tongue swiping every inch of flesh he can find. He bends one of my knees and cocks it to the side, giving him better access. His thumbs peel me apart, opening me up for his mouth and fingers to worship.
He doesn’t try to make me cum again, just does exactly like he says and cleans up the mess we made. But when he flicks his tongue over my clit, I detonate anyway.
“Fuck, Logan,” I whimper, gripping his hair and holding him against my cunt. “Oh my god, you feel so good.”