Page 42 of This Is War: All's Fair Duet
He turns his head, nipping at the sensitive skin of my inner thigh before brushing his lips over it. As he trails farther upward, inhaling deeply, he grips the juncture of one thigh with one hand, and the other travels to the promised land. My back arches as his fingertip comes into contact with my pussy. He draws in an unsteady breath. “You’re so fucking wet. I’ve hardly touched you.”
“More. I need you.”
One side of his mouth hikes up before he runs his fingers all over my pussy, then up to my clit. It feels so good, so right to have him touch me like this, I don’t know why I didn’t make my feelings known earlier. Is he gay? Bi? Does he just loveme? I don’t have any of those answers, but all logical thought flies from my head as he groans, dipping his face in close to nudge my clit with his nose this time. I let out a strangled yelp, that quickly becomes a moan because as promised… he’s licking me. Logan Kent, my best friend, is using his tongue on my clit. I moan, desire flowing freely through me as he slowly drags it from my throbbing pussy all the way back to my clit. He flattens it, rubbing over me again and again until I’m squirming.
I’ve never experienced such raw animal need before. I chase the feeling he’s giving me, seeking out all the ways he can make me feel good. And to his credit, he licks me until I gush, my arousal coating his tongue. He gives a feral growl and buries his face in my cunt. A gasp explodes from my lips.
Logan makes me feel like a fucking goddess seeking pleasure from his mouth. He slips an experimental finger into my pussy, his eyes widening at the feel of it—and maybe my swift, breathless reaction. Surrendering to it, I throw my head back, my entire body quivering with need.
He works his finger in and out of me until I’m going out of my mind.
“Fuck. Right there.” My breath heaves and my hips come off the mattress. “Do that again.”
He does as I ask, rubbing at what I think might be my G-spot. My eyes practically roll back in my head. Oh. God.Yes.He dips his head again, so now he’s licking me while finger fucking me, and I think I might be ready to combust, it’s so good.
“Play with your breasts.” He glances up from what he’s doing. “I wanna watch you.”
My brain short-circuits. “Logan. Oh, fuck, Logan.” I chant his name like it’s a promise. A pledge. A vow. And then, as he drives me to the brink of madness, it changesto a curse—the don’t-you-dare-fucking-stop kind. I gasp and pant and moan. “I-I might be close.”
My body is drawn tight like a bow, the muscles in my legs trembling with the effort of trying to get to a place I’ve only been once before. Shuddering and quaking, I’m unable to keep up with what he’s doing to me. All I can do is feel. Logan covers my clit with his mouth and sucks, creating a riot of sensation that ripples through me. My vision darkens, and then… he plunges his tongue deep inside me. And I come undone, the knot of tension at my center unfurling and untwisting. “Logan,” I cry out. “Oh g-god.” My pussy contracts hard over and over, but Logan doesn’t stop. He keeps right on going, licking and sucking and touching—and he’s got this gleam in his eye that tells me he won’t stop until I beg.
But I don’t want to stop, because we aren’t done yet. I sit up, propping myself on my elbows, and my gaze quickly moves downward to his erection. It’s long and thick, pre-cum glistening at the tip. I can’t believe I know what my best friend tastes like. My cheeks heat. I had my mouth on his dick. And I want it inside me.
I tuck my lip between my teeth, reaching for him as my eyes wander over his chest and pointedly down farther. “I want all of you against me.” But really, it’s more than a want. It’s a bone-deep need. A greedy desire.
Logan blinks, and his dick jerks at my words, but he doesn’t hesitate. He climbs onto the bed with me as I shift, turning myself lengthwise on the mattress. He hovers over me for a moment before nudging my legs apart and dipping his hand between us. My heart hammers as he runs rough fingers through my arousal, collecting the moisture. Kneeling there, he keeps his eyes on me as he grasps his erection in hand, stroking it with my wetness. The idea of it, him lubricating his dick with… me… is simply more than I can take. I watch as he strokes himself slowly, unable to help the shudder that rolls through my body as I stare first at his cock, then where he’s about to bury it.
Anxious about the entire thing, I reach for him. Bracing his forearm near my head, he leans in and worships my mouth, his tongue plunging in to meet mine.Oh my god.The taste of myself on his tongue sends a fresh rush of arousal to my pussy, and there’s something about it that’s sexy and so right, it kinda blows my mind. We twist together, his muscular body hot over mine. With his dick in his hand, he runs the head of his cock up and down my slit. “Condom?” he whispers, his voice raspy.
I shake my head, swallowing hard. “Birth control.”
His eyes pop wide. “You’re sure that’s what you want?”
“I want to feel everything.” I wait several seconds forsome sort of a response—literally anything—but his mouth is agape, eyes blinking like I’ve somehow struck him dumb with those five words.
Finally, he snaps out of it, a harsh exhale exiting, then a moment later, he grits out, “Fuck, yes.” My heart hammers, and I wait with bated breath for what comes next. My eyes follow his every move as he nudges the head of his cock into my pussy. A literal just-the-tip moment. Sweat pops out on his brow, and my heart hits the inside of my rib cage in a frenetic rhythm. The feeling is foreign, and I can tell by looking, after this first one, there are so many more inches to go. My breathing falters, my entire body going tense.
His eyes search mine. Maybe he sees the tiniest bit of the panic rising within me. “I can stop,” he grits out.His chest jerks, and he holds back.
“You’d better not,” I breathe out right before wrapping my legs tightly around his waist, locking him in. With both my arms and legs, I ease him closer, and I angle my body to meet his. My pussy flutters around the head of his cock.
“There’s no going back after we take this further.”
“Logan, I think we’re already beyond that.” I glance down our bodies to my parted thighs and his dick where it’s ready to slip inside me. My heart is ricocheting amillion miles a second inside my chest cavity, and every part of me aches for him. Every thought I have is consumed by what he’s doing to me. “I want this.”
Logan looks steadily into my eyes, and as he slowly eases into me, inch by inch, he rasps, “I’vealwayswanted this.”
His bold statement serves to distract me for a second, but then his thick cock pushing into me is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. He fills me, stretches me beyond what I thought was my limit. Drawing in a breath, I hold it, but also bite down on my lip at the same time, the pain in my lip momentarily overriding the twinge of discomfort inside me.
Logan’s hand cupping my jaw makes me blink and refocus on him. “Breathe, Rya.” He’s holding very still, staring intently at me. “Try relaxing your muscles.”
I nod. What he says makes perfect sense. Being tense never helps anything. I let an unsteady breath skitter past my lips. “Kiss me?”
He touches his lips to mine, softly at first, but only a few moments later, he takes us deeper. I surrender to the feel of his wicked tongue rubbing against mine, and let myself get into it, threading my fingers into his hair. I tug him close as we become more frenzied. Logan slips his hand between us, his fingertips touching where we’re joined. The idea of it does something inside my head.
“Fuck. That’s it,” he mumbles against my lips. “You’re gushing. So fucking wet. I can’t—” He groans, seemingly as affected as I am, which makes me feel not quite as awkward.
Because, oh my fucking god, I am naked with my best friend. Body to body. Skin to skin. Heart to heart. It’s overwhelming and everything all at once—his dick inside me, his fingers touching us, the knowledge that both of those things are making me wetter—it makes me shudder with pleasure. Slowly, he begins to ease back, which makes my brow furrow.
