He eased in three fingers at once, giving me a taste of the stretch and burn his dick would cause. It felt weird, but I didn’t hate it either.
Because he’d eaten me out and stretched me, I opened up rather quickly, which calmed my nerves a bit.
“You’re taking my fingers so good, baby. Are you ready for my dick?”
“I think so.”
He shook his head. “Don’t think. Know.”
“I’m ready.”
Logan grabbed his towel from his shower and wiped his hands before he hovered over me, lining up his dick. “Keep your legs pulled back for me.”
When he eased his tip in, his eyes slid closed. “I’m nervous, too. This is my first time doing this, and I don’t want to, like, fuck it up or ruin it for you.”
“You can’t. You won’t.”
He said nothing as he pushed his tip in further. I bore down and breathed through the sting as he inched in more and more.
“God… holy fucking hell… so tight… so fucking good. Oh, god…” he muttered.
I smiled because I knew exactly how he felt when I fucked him.
Logan looked at me and smiled sheepishly. “I may not last, but I’ll try my best.”
I remembered blowing so fast my first time. “If you do, it’s okay. We’ll have other chances. Don’t think about it too hard.”
“Okay…”
It was a strange sensation to have someone’s dick inside you. It seemed like your hole was stretched to the max, and you felt full. The muscle burned like a fucking bitch, but as Logan pulled out and pushed back in each time, it got better and better.
I was breathing way too heavily, and my heart hammered like a motherfucker, but we did it, as my fingers dug into his forearms. He was fully seated. I had taken him.
Logan hovered over me without thrusting, looking down with adoring eyes. “I fucking love being inside you, baby. Your hole is sexy as hell, and it took me so well.”
“Now you get to feel what I did and why I keep craving you.”
“I fucking get it.”
When Logan pulled out most of the way, he shoved himself so deep and hard stars danced before my shuttered eyes, and the electricity tingled straight from my nuts.
“Oh, hell…”
Chapter 33
Logan
Nick cried out, and I rushed to smother his words with a kiss. “Shhh. Did I hit that hot button?”
My eyes rolled behind closed lids as I nodded. “Again.”
I was still wrapping my head around the fact that I was fucking Nick, that he wanted me inside him to breach the last of his walls into my world, had my head spinning with love and happiness. My world would always be complete as long as he was in it.
What started as a playful kiss turned into a bond between us—a bond I knew we would do whatever we could to keep it from being severed.
While Nick felt fucking unreal wrapped around my cock, the only thing that kept me from toppling over too quickly was still feeling awkward about doing it right and worrying about his pleasure and comfort.
His eyes were closed, and his thick brows were scrunched. I wasn’t sure if he was hurting or if that was pleasure on his face…