Page 83 of All Roads Lead to You

Logan gave a single nod. “Yes, and no.”

“I totally get that.”

“But I don’t want to back out.”

“Good. Neither do I.”

Logan grabbed the towel where he had it tucked against his stomach, pulled it, and let it go. It pooled around his feet as he stood there in all his naked glory, not yet hard.

I stood and dropped my underwear, then walked over to him, pressed my hand to the back of his neck, and pulled him down for a kiss.

We tilted our heads, and his tongue entered my mouth. His arms wrapped around me as his hands landed on the small of my back, pulling me against him. We both grew hard instantly.

His skin was cool against mine as the water dried in the air conditioning, but I knew it’d grow hot soon enough. That man just radiated heat.

When we pulled away, I grabbed his hand and tugged him toward the bed. He fell onto his back, and I climbed on top of him, kissing him again.

A part of me felt like this whole thing was insane. I was about to have sex with not only a man, but a man who’d been my stepbrother for years, someone I’d known since we were fourteen. But the dominant part of my brain welcomed this because it felt entirely natural, as if we’d always been together like this.

I sat up and straddled his waist, running my hands over his body, exploring the smooth skin and muscles as he looked up at me with wide, hazel eyes darkened by the dim lighting and lust.

“I never thought I’d ever find a man sexy, but damn, you’re gorgeous,” I whispered, touching his firm pecs and chest dusted with hair. “These turn me on.”

I bent down and swiped my tongue across one of his nipples, his skin tasting as clean as water and smelling like the Ivory soap the motel provided. Logan dug his fingers into my thighs and closed his eyes, letting out a small groan.

“Like that, do we?”

“Yes.”

I nipped his other nipple before pressing kisses on his chest while sitting on my hands and knees as I worked my way down his body, pressing kisses where I could.

Honestly, I was still technically a teen, so I’d never really been exactly romantic, but this was Logan’s first time, so I wanted it special for him.

When I was near his cock, I took a deep breath of him, his dark pubes tickling my nose. I looked at his pulsing dick, which was darker than the rest of him, the red crown resting against his stomach, and ran my tongue up along its length. Logan let out a strangled groan, and his hands instantly went into my hair, fisting clumps of it.

“Fuuuck…”

My own cock throbbed at the newness of licking a man. I couldn’t deny Logan turned me the hell on.

“Roll over,” I said when I sat up.

“You’re just going to leave my poor dick hanging, huh?”

“Yep.”

“You’re so mean.”

I chuckled and smacked his ass when he was on his stomach. “Trust me, I’ll reward you, Snuggles.”

“Fuck you.”

I bent down and bit his ass. “Behave.”

“Ow!”

I swallowed hard as my fingers spread Logan’s ass cheeks, exposing his hole that opened and closed like a little mouth. This was uncharted territory for me, but I was curious and more than eager. That didn’t mean I wasn’t nervous as fuck.

At first glance, Logan appeared relaxed, but his muscles were tense, and his hands were in fists, resting on the pillow by his head.

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