Logan slipped his hands under my briefs and khakis, then slid a single digit along my crack.
“I want inside you so bad.” He pulled the fabric over my ass and smacked my butt. “My room. Now.”
I unbuttoned my shirt as I followed him through a small living area and down a narrow hallway to his bedroom. My mouth watered when he tugged his T-shirt over his head, revealing his sexy back. Fuck, he was hot. And he was all man…inked, toned, and muscular. I’d seen portions of his body at a time, but never all at once. I didn’t realize how many tattoos he had or that the birthmark on his shoulder was shaped like a butterfly. I couldn’t wait to run my hands all over him and lick every inch of this gorgeous man.
My desire was so strong that I forgot to feel self-conscious about all the ways I didn’t measure up. I was only a little shorter than Logan, but he outweighed me by at least thirty pounds. I was scrawny compared to him. He was beautiful and I was…ordinary. I almost made a mental note to remind myself later that I wasn’t in Logan’s zip code in any way, shape, or form, but I forgot everything when he turned around.
He growled and gave me the hungriest look I’d ever seen. Logan St. James wanted me. Me. I was not about to argue. I swallowed hard when he hooked his finger and beckoned me close, pulling me farther into the semi-dark room.
I noted a few hockey posters on the blue walls and the striped comforter folded at the end of the queen-sized bed. Dresser drawers were packed to the brim as though he’d haphazardly stuffed whatever was lying on the floor into them. I’d bet big money he’d changed the sheets and tidied up for me. Kind of adorable, I mused as I toed off my shoes. That was my last coherent thought for a while.
Logan kicked his shoes off before pushing his jeans and briefs down in one fell swoop. And holy fuck…he really was the sexiest man in the world.
“Oh, wow. You’re too perfect. You don’t look real.”
“I was just thinking the same thing about you,” he said in a low, reverent tone as he stroked his cock. “Take everything off, baby.”
I licked my lips and nodded mutely. Logan sat on the edge of his bed and opened the nightstand drawer. He set a condom and a bottle of lube on the mattress, then glanced at me expectantly. That look had me stumbling over my feet to get to him as fast as possible. I stepped out of my khakis and charged for him. I knocked him onto his back, covering his mouth in a possessive kiss. Logan rolled on top of me and rocked his hips, sliding his erection alongside mine.
I broke for air with a gasp. “That feels so good. Fair warning…I’m probably not gonna last long.”
“Me either. I promise I’ll go slow next time, but I need you now.”
“Okay. But it’s been a while for me.”
“I got this. Do you trust me, baby?”
“Yes.”
Logan grinned. He planted a sweet kiss on my nose before licking a trail south. He paused to tease my nipples with sensual flicks of his tongue. I raked my fingers through his hair and arched off the mattress as he moved lower, twirling lazy circles around my belly button. I got so caught up in his gentle touch that when he brushed his stubbled chin over the tip of my cock, I lifted my hips in surprise.
He flattened his tongue over my shaft, licking me up one side and down the other. Then he took me in a firm grip and swallowed me whole. Damn, he was good at that. I gyrated wantonly, loving the suction and pull as he stroked and licked in a frenzy. After a minute or two, he turned his attention to my balls…and my hole. I was pretty sure my eyes rolled back in my head when he rubbed his thumb over the sensitive skin while sucking me into oblivion.
Logan released me with a pop and licked the inside of my thigh before reaching for the supplies. He rolled the condom on his thick cock, uncapped the lube, and poured some over his fingers. He kissed my knee as he massaged my entrance.
“Does that feel okay?” Logan asked, slipping one finger inside me.
“Mmm, yes.”
“How about this?”
I nearly melted in a puddle when he hit my sweet spot. I spread my legs wider and moaned like a ho. “Fuck, yes.”
Logan chuckled softly and added a second digit. He stroked me while he fingered my ass. Fuck, he was good at that. It didn’t take long for me to beg for more. I whimpered when he pulled out.