Gasping, groaning from his expert manipulation, I hovered right at the edge of climax — just one stroke or bite away.
"Lily! Are you here?"
"Gaah…" Exhaling, I collapsed against the door as Stevie's voice shattered my concentration.
"Lily!"
"Just a second, little man." I choked the answer out then punched Logan's steel-plated chest when he chuckled at my frustration. "Just trying to figure out what we should have for dinner."
As if he had been saving the dish's name for three weeks, Stevie responded immediately with a joyful, evil trill. "Baba ganoush!"
Logan lifted his mouth from where he sucked at my throat. "That's eggplant, champ. How about pizza and wings?"
A triumphant yessss!!! snaked its way from Stevie's bedroom, down the hall and into the kitchen.
"You know that was his master plan in asking for baba ganoush, right?" I whispered, my neck turning to putty as Logan's mouth returned to its sensitive flesh.
"Mm-hmm…" He licked and sucked a line up to my ear as his fingers restarted their dance. "But if he goes to bed happy, then I can eat what I want all…night…long."
After dinner, a little homework and one ambiguous call to my mom, we finally put Stevie down for the night then sat on the couch in the living room. Logan curled one arm around my shoulder, his neck bent and angled to kiss along my throat.
The man has amazing lips — and hands. His mouth working my neck, he cupped my breast with his free hand. Through the fabric, he manipulated the nipple, quickly bringing it to a swollen peak.
"So thick, baby." Licking at my throat, he unfastened two buttons on my blouse to slide his hand inside. He pushed his fingers under the lacy fabric of my bra to directly touch the nipple. I moaned and he chuckled. "Mmm…sensitive."
I wanted him to kiss my mouth. I turned my head, seeking his lips, but he evaded me. Another button fell to his deft fingers and he lifted my breast from the material cupping it. His mouth descended and he slowly sucked the nipple inside.
He hadn't even touched me below the belly button, but I was in full squirm mode. My ample bottom digging into the cushion, I softly moaned my need. He released the nipple with a pop then kissed the underside of my chin.
"Such an eager little pussy, baby. Is it wet?"
"Very," I confessed, my hips lifting to grind at the air. Trying to go on the attack, I angled my body toward him and ran my palm across the front of his jeans. The thick, hard bulge made my mouth as wet as my pussy. I gave his cock a little squeeze. "Something wants sucked."
His fingers skipped down to my thighs, where he stroked a firm line. "Something definitely wants sucked," he agreed.
Trembling, I moaned my agreement to whichever order he wanted to take. I'd had three weeks of Logan's body running through my thoughts on overdrive. Images had flashed through my mind at the most inappropriate times until I was consumed by his mouth feasting on my clit while he pushed four fingers into me, his thick cock filling both holes, those smacks on my pussy with more on my ass, or that glorious dick buried down my throat.
With tender care, Logan folded my breast back into the bra and re-did the buttons before he drew me up from the couch. My legs shook as we walked to the bedroom, his arm cinching me close. Inside the room, he locked us in then had me lean against the dresser, my back to the mirror.
His gaze soaking in the contours of my chest, he completely unbuttoned me and stripped the blouse away as I tugged at his t-shirt. He wiggled, resisting until I pouted.
"Don't be stingy, Logan."
A sweet grin broke across his handsome face and he let me pull the fabric from him. I ran my hands over his muscled torso. While my fingers explored his back, he reached behind me to unfasten the bra then lightly pushed me away.
He slowly unveiled my breasts, the lace slipping lower and lower to reveal more pale flesh and finally the faint pink blush of my erect nipples. Groaning, he bent down and sucked one into his mouth as his hands worked his jeans open and off. Still mouthing the nipple, his teeth gently indenting the flesh, he removed his underwear. He straightened to quickly strip away the rest of my clothing then eased me back until I sat halfway on the dresser.
Spreading my thighs, he ran his cock across my mound as his mouth secured mine in a penetrating kiss. I started to moan, my juices seeping from between my labia to wet his shaft. A shiver ran over his body, stopping only when he reached between us, angled his unsheathed cock and unexpectedly drove all the way into me.
My head whipped back, a soft, pleasured cry escaping my lips as my cunt knotted around his shaft. I should have been worried that no condom separated us, but, knowing he would never abandon his child, I felt a deeper thrill having Logan enter me bare.
He hugged me tight, biting gently at my shoulders and neck as his ass moved in snug circles to fuck his cock deeper into me.
"Logan…" Breathless, I couldn't finish. My nails raked along his back then pressed shallow crescents in his shoulders as I arched against him, ready to come.
Pulling out, he reached between us, spreading my labia and running his dick over my throbbing clit.
"Please-" I danced in place, the dresser protesting beneath my weight as my ass shifted and my hips surged upward.
Wrapping his arms around me once more, Logan pulled me off the dresser and placed me on the edge of the bed. He fell to his knees to shoulder my thighs wide open. Fingers sluiced into my wet cunt as his mouth savored my clit.
I tried to stop him, quietly mewling that I wanted his cock, wanted to suck or fuck it, wanted it in me so badly my heart threatened to explode inside my chest.
Logan stood, cock bobbing forward. Grabbing a handful of my hair, he forced me to sit up. I circled my hands around his cock, my lips trembling as they descended onto the fat head and slowly sucked down to the center of his shaft. His thighs tensed, both hands knotting in my hair. Reaching along the base, I cupped his testicles and gently rolled them.
He drew a hard breath in. His grip on my head tightened. His stance widened, giving the shaft a better angle and easing his tightly clenched ass cheeks. Sucking him a little deeper, I swiped my fingers against my sopping labia then teased a wet line along his perineum. His body twitched, air leaving him in shallow pants. Picking up more of my juices, I teased the rim of his anus. He groaned, his ass muscles relaxing another fraction so that I could ease one tip into him as my mouth bobbed up to suck hard at the head of his cock.
My lips swooped down, my finger pushing deeper into him. He started to rock lightly on his heels, no sound of his breathing audible. I moaned, my mouth working his shaft as contractions fluttered deep inside my cunt. Moaning, sucking, my finger gently stroking in and out of him until I thought my skull would collapse from the pressure of his grip and he finally exploded in my mouth.
His cock jerked, a warm spurt of cum hitting high against the back of my throat. Swallowing, I sucked him deeper, my lips pressing firmly against the sensitive shaft to keep him from pulling out. Another spurt and he started groaning as the pent up air left him. Two more jets of his thick, creamy climax before he quieted, his hands falling to my shoulders.
Slowly I released him, licking the shaft then kissing the swollen head, tonguing its slit until he started to groan and squirm. Carefully rolling his balls, I looked up to find his gaze dreaming down at me.
He gestured with his head for me to move up the bed. "My turn."
Thighs spread and my back elevated atop the pillows, I watched him settle between my legs with a hungry growl. He kissed my clit, his eyes shutting for a few heartbeats as he offered another kiss then sucked the hood and its nodule inside his warm, wet mouth. He opened his eyes, heat shimmering across his pale blue gaze. His mouth lost to my view, I watched his pupils dilate and his face relax as his tongue softly bullied my pussy to a hard pitch.