Page 68 of When You Left Me Speechless

My hands find the back of his head, and my fingers knot into his hair. I can feel the length of him pressing against me. His lips move down my neck until his mouth finds one of my nipples. His teeth graze my sensitive skin as he teases me and I moan his name. I’m breathless, and his name sounds like a desperate plea for him to continue what he is doing.

His mouth finds my other nipple, and any sanity I have left leaves my body. I am lost in the feeling of his mouth on my skin. He turns me around so we are both facing the mirror above my bathroom vanity. “I’m going to make you come, and while I do, I want you to watch, got it?” I moan again, unable to speak. He’s standing behind me with his arms wrapped around me. His hands find my breasts. He gently rolls my nipples between his fingers, causing me to shiver. “Are you going to watch while I make you come? Need you to answer me.”

“Yes,” I answer as he begins to kiss the side of my neck right under my ear. I feel him grin against me. Leaving one hand on my breast, his other hand trails down my belly until it finds my clit. He begins to circle slowly, taking a finger and running it down my center. My head falls back against his shoulder as I feel one finger move inside me. “So wet for me, so fucking wet.”

All I can do is moan. He adds another finger, and my eyes close. He stops and I feel him start to pull away. My breath hitches. “Logan?”

“I want you to watch while I fuck you with my fingers. Look away again, and I’ll stop.”

I open my eyes and look back in the mirror. I’ve never done anything like this with a guy, but seeing him wrapped around me and hearing him demand that he gets to pleasure me is the hottest thing I have ever experienced.

“Please,” I say, begging for him to continue. He kisses me again, and this time, I feel two fingers enter me, stretching me wider, and I clench around them. He finds my G-spot, and my hips press back into him.

I can feel his cock pressing into my lower back. He slides his fingers in and out, his thumb on my swollen clit, while I move to get more friction. My eyes stay locked on us in the mirror. In between kisses along my neck, he pauses to watch as well.

My body starts to move frantically. I’m so close and I repeat his name. He applies more pressure to my sensitive spot. My whole body seizes, and the room fades to black. I hear a scream escape from my mouth, but I don’t have the energy to try to muffle it.

I’m breathing heavily, still feeling the aftershocks of my orgasm. I feel him continue to place sweet kisses down the side of my neck. He gently pushes me forward, bending meover the counter so my naked skin is pressed up against the cold countertop.

“Remind me of my dare again,” he says.

“Fingers, then tongue, and then your cock.”

I feel him kneel behind me, and he grabs my ass like he’s admiring it. He caresses my thighs, placing kisses up and down. “That’s right.” Without warning, I feel his tongue slide up and down my center, tasting me. I let out a loud moan, and my hips jerk.

“So fucking delicious.”

He begins again, devouring me from behind with his tongue. My skin is extra sensitive to his touch. The pleasure makes my head feel fuzzy like it’s distracting me from breathing, but he doesn’t stop. With every moan I let out, he continues to devour me, each flick of his tongue more intense than the last until I feel myself completely shudder, and I come again.

LOGAN

I helpPoppy stand up straight from the counter, turn her around, and kiss her hard. “So fucking perfect,” I say. Staring at her, I brush the hair out of her face. I take her hand, leading her into the already warm shower.

I press her up against the wall and kiss her like I did that night in the rain.

“It’s your turn,” I hear her say, and then she takes me into her hand and pumps up and down my shaft.

“No, I think the terms of the dare were you get to come on my cock now.”

She smirks and sinks to her knees on the shower floor.

“There will be more time for that later,” she teases, lookingup at me. Her hand continues to move against my sensitive skin.

Fuck, seeing her on her knees for me like this might actually end me.

Her tongue traces the length of my cock and then around the tip. Her lips wrap around me, and she takes my whole dick into her mouth, pressing it deep into the back of her throat. She moans and I can feel the vibration against me. I brace myself on the cool tiled wall as she takes me deeper into her mouth and sucks hard on the head. I don’t know why she would ever think she is bad at this. Fucking her mouth like this is heaven.

“Fuck,” I groan. She smiles against me and then takes her tongue and runs it down the length of me. She pauses for a moment to play with the tip of my cock, licking away a small bead of pre-cum. One of her hands finds the base of my dick, and the other finds the sensitive spot between her legs. She takes me in her mouth again as deep as she can. The warm water washes over the both of us. She continues to take me over and over while one hand rubs circles on her clit and the other pumps my cock at an identical pace.

“That’s it, make yourself come while you suck my cock,” I almost growl out. Watching her pleasure herself and me at the same time pushes me closer to the edge. She hollows out her cheeks and sucks hard on my dick. A moan escapes, and her body starts to shake with pleasure as she reaches her climax. Without warning, I explode into her mouth, and she swallows it all.

CHAPTER 43: PSYCHOANALYZE ME

POPPY

Iwalk out of my bathroom, drying my hair with a towel. Logan is standing at my desk. His hand drags across the spines of the books as he reads the titles. “So, what am I helping you study tonight?”

“Um, you don’t have to stay.”

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