Page 18 of Her Devious Daddies

After denying my desires for so long, I fully and completely caved to his dominance. “Yes, Logan.”

“Good.”

He leaned into me and suddenly his mouth was on mine, kissing me sensually. I lost myself in the sensation, returning his passion with fervor. Logan threaded his hand into my hair at the back of my neck, pulling me closer. He slid his tongue inside my mouth, and I moaned. He tasted better than I’d imagined. I loved the way the scruff of his beard rubbed against my cheek; it was softer than it looked. I wrapped my arms around his body as we made out, beyond thrilled that my first kiss with a man was with him.

Logan pulled away far enough to catch my gaze and break the kiss without losing distance. It took a lot of control not to beg him to take me into his lap and hold me again.

“I’m not sorry for cursing at you, Logan. However, I didn’t mean to be disrespectful,” I managed. “As badly as I wanted to tell you some of the things on my mind, I haven’t been able to share them freely.”

“Do it again and I’ll wash your mouth out with soap,” he threatened. “I don’t care about swearing in general but when it’s combined with that haughty little attitude flying out of your mouth? That’s when I don’t appreciate it.”

“Fine, fine.” I would have agreed to almost anything. Logan flirted naturally. He had charisma, charm, and an intoxicating scent. My mouth watered and I wanted to taste him again. I exhaled a long, drawn-out breath. “Kiss me.”

“That sounded like a demand. Are you confused? I’m not submissive outside of my club, and I’m sure as hell not submissive inside it.”

“Will you please kiss me again?”

“I didn’t even need to make you beg this time.”

“I’ve never begged for anything in my life but if you tell me to, I will.”

“You’re so fucking hot, August.”

He claimed my mouth, rougher than he had the first time, biting my bottom lip and sucking on it. Logan tipped my head back, licking a long line from my jaw to my throat and into the sweet hollow of my neck. I shivered when he traveled upward again.

“Are you single, Logan?”

“Yes, but I thought you weren’t into men.”

“I’ve been attracted to you since the first time I met you.”

He chuckled, a hearty, throaty sound. “I thought you didn’t like me. You’re such a naughty little thing, aren’t you? You should have said something sooner.”

“What, and deny you the challenge you adore so much?” I rubbed his shoulders, marveling over how relaxed and at ease he was. I felt like my entire body was knotted with tension despite the release he’d granted me. He kissed me again, but it was too brief for my liking. My erection strained against the confines of my boxer-briefs and I shifted slightly into a more comfortable position.

“Mmmhmm,” he muttered. “What are you hoping for right now? A hook-up?”

“I’m tired of casual sex.”

“Ah. So, you want formal sex?”

“I’ve never been spanked by anyone, and I’ve never done anything sexual with a man. No, I’ve been stuffing my emotions and desires deep down into the pit of my belly for my entire life. I don’t think I’m ready to receive… uh, well… you.”

“Yet, you’ve used plugs on yourself for years. Haven’t you?”

My heart stopped beating for a second, and my mouth fell open. “How the fuck did you know that? Do you have a secret handbook on me or something?”

His eyes darkened. “What did I say about cursing at me?”

“I… I wouldn’t… I didn’t curse at you.” I stumbled over my words. It was all Logan’s fault. The dominance oozing out of his pores had me on edge. He squeezed my cheeks together with his hand.

“Didn’t you?”

I stared at him for a moment, and he released his hold so I could speak. “Technically, I used the word fuck as a noun rather than a verb this time.”

“So much sass tonight. Maybe I should teach you how I like my dick sucked and see if that calms you down. Filling your mouth should stop any more attitude from sprouting out.”

I winked. “Well, if you’re up for it.”

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