Page 75 of Bloom: Part 1

I lowered my eyes to indicate without saying the words. He grinned. “Come now. We both know you’re not shy. Tell me.”

“I want you to lick my hole like you did last night.”

“Enjoyed that, did you?”

“Yeah. I don’t know why it feels so good, but it does.”

“Then I’ll make a meal out of you as long as you’re a good boy. Deal?”

“Yes. Why do I get the feeling you’re stalling?”

“So impatient.”

He laughed lightly, tracing his fingers over my hole. I shivered under the gentle touch. His fingers moved in circles, and I breathed out noisily. His breath brushed over my skin. He was close but not quite there. I whimpered in frustration and tilted my ass up to his mouth.

“Patience.” He pressed a soft kiss against my hole. “I want to savor you.”

I bit my bottom lip hard enough to taste the metallic tang of blood. He spat saliva on my hole and slid one finger inside me.

“Still so tight.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“It’s a very good thing, Bloom.”

“Good. I want to be perfect for you.”

“Youareperfect for me the way you are.” His tongue replaced his finger, smooth and warm, fluttering against my skin. I cried out at the contact, my body arching off the vanity as pleasure flooded me. He held me still with one arm around my waist, delving his tongue deeper, relentlessly fucking my hole.

“Logan…” I moaned out his name as an ache built deep within me.

He lapped faster, beating against my overly sensitive flesh in a rhythm that left my head spinning. His hand moved in sync, stroking me in the same desperate tempo. My vision blurred as the pleasure rose to an unbearable crescendo.

“Logan!”

My world exploded, and stars danced across my vision. I screamed out his name as I came. At the last moment, he covered the head of my cock with his mouth. I bucked, my body convulsing and twitching. Every nerve in my body was on fire. He lapped up the cum trickling down my cock, his hand milking every last drop from my spent body.

Logan pressed soft kisses along my cock and then back to my hole. The slow swipe of his tongue ended each time with the most intimate kiss. His hot breath against me stirred waves of aftershocks through my sweaty body. I was too spent to move, too overwhelmed to do anything but let Logan have his way.

And too out of it to realize what he was doing until he grunted. He shot his cum right on my hole, warm and unexpected. My body jerked at the sting.

“Logan…”

He caught my ankles, widened my legs, and lapped up the cum dripping from my hole, his tongue greedily tracing the trails of his spend. I watched him with heavy-lidded eyes while he paidattention to me, to us. His gray eyes met mine, and for a second, everything stood still.

“Was that what you wanted?” he asked.

I nodded. I was robbed of speech, but for the first time, it wasn’t from terror. It was the overwhelming pleasure and happiness that had silenced me.

He tilted my chin and kissed me. He tasted bitter and minty at the same time. “I’m off today. We can do whatever you want.”

“Yeah?”

“Hmm. I’ll need to do some grocery shopping, but you can stay here while I do that.”

“No, I’m coming with you. I don’t want to be apart from you.”

“All right, then. It may be a good idea to stop at the clubhouse and get a few things.”

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