Page 29 of Candy Canes & Peppermint Kisses

I opened my mouth to tell him I was soaked, but a slow shake of his head stopped me. “Show me,” he demanded in a low, deep voice. “Run your fingers over your cunt andshowme.”

Holy hell.

A little moan left me at how aroused I was, and I was growing even more so with every second that passed. I slid my hand between my legs, running the digits through my slit, moaning again at how good it felt. I didn't even care if this was obscene, if I’d never blatantly done something like this. I was too far gone to give a shit. I was too turned on and ready for Logan that I would have done anything he said at the moment.

“Show me,” he gruffly said. “Show me what I do to you.”

My heart was beating in my throat, and I did what he demanded. I held the fingers up, showing him how they glistened, how the digits were so saturated I actually felt the cream start to slip down my fingers.

A rough growl left him.

“Drenched. For me.”

Before I knew what was going on, he was in front of me, his hand curled around my wrist, his eyes locked on mine. He brought those soaked fingers to his mouth, and while holding his gaze with mine, Logan sucked the digits into his mouth, licking and sucking all my arousal from them.

I felt his growl spear from my fingers all the way down to my clit, and in another blink, he had his mouth off me, both hands curled possessively around my waist, and yanked me toward him. I braced my hands on his defined pecs, sucked in a breath at how hot and hard he felt, and then he was kissing me.

Logan devoured my mouth with his like he’d been starved for me all damn night. And the longer he fucked my lips with his, the more I let that heat consume me. I was lifted easily into his arms, instinctively wrapping my arms around his waist, and then he was sucking and lapping at my neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tipped my head to the side, closing my eyes and just letting him work me over any way he saw fit. His length was a hard rod between us, his hands on my waist pushing me down on his erection so I felt how much he wanted me.

The world spun for a moment, but I realized he was turning with me in his arms and striding to the bed. I expected him to lay me out like the offering I was, but he just sat down, rearranged me as I straddled his waist, and loosely curled a hand around my throat, keeping me still as he went back to kissing me.

The position had my legs spread on either side of his body, his hands still on my hips as he started moving me back and forth on his cock.

“You’re so wet,” he groaned. “And I can smell how ready you are for me, how sweet your pussy is, like a blooming flower.” He ran his tongue over my lips, and I shuddered on top of him, working myself back and forth against his erection without him prompting me to do so.

“I want to be inside you so badly,” he panted as I slid my pussy along his dick again and again and again. “I need to fuck you, baby.”

I wanted to beg him to work all that cock into my pussy. But he was in control, and I loved it.

“Then fuck me, Logan.”

He leaned forward, his expression so very territorial and proprietary. He gripped my chin with his thumb and forefinger and kept me in place as he slammed his mouth on mine once more, as if sealing the deal.

9

Blythe

“Ishould be gentle, sweet.” His voice was pitched so low I almost didn’t hear it. “You’re a virgin, untouched, so fucking pure that I don’t deserve you.” He rested his forehead on mine for only a moment. “But I can’t control myself?—”

“Good. I don’t want you to.” I couldn't believe I actually blurted that out.

He groaned and leaned back an inch. “Take hold of me,” Logan said huskily against my lips, as if refusing to break that contact.

I should have been more hesitant—maybe—but hell, I was on fire right now, my pussy so wet I was embarrassed to say my cream was smeared along the insides of my thighs. I also knew there was the combination of his pre-cum mixing with my arousal, rubbing into my flesh as if he marked me.

“Take my cock, Blythe. Go on, baby. Put us both out of our misery.”

My hand shook as I reached between us, his gaze locked on mine as I curled my fingers around his girth. His jaw locked tight, his teeth gnashing together and flashing as he grimaced, as if my very touch gave him pain… or maybe too much pleasure.

Like I expected, my fingers weren’t even close to touching as I gripped him. I gave his dick a squeeze, his entire body jerked at that first contact. I realized in that moment that I had a lot of damn control over this man, at least with his body.

Logan’s cock was like velvet over steel. He was so warm in my palm, so thick and hard that I felt my stomach do a flip. And when I smoothed my hand over the bulbous head, it came back slick with his pre-cum. So much pre-cum that it told me he was barely hanging on to his control.

I tipped my head slightly back and stared into his face, gauging his reaction, watching as this one seemingly simple act made him come undone… unraveled him. His body was so taut, his fingers digging painfully into my sides as if I was the only thing stabilizing him. His eyes were hooded as he watched me, and the drunken look on his face was pure pleasure.

His pleasure was all because of me.

“Faster.Harder,” he gritted out that last word.

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