Did he really mean that? She’d never had a man look at her as if she were desirable. Never felt remotely beautiful until that moment.
His fingers touched the center of her back, and her bra came unfastened. He obviously knew what he was doing, and she wanted him to keep doing whatever it was he had in mind. Kissing. Making out. Sex. Yes. She was ready for any and all of it. When would she ever have an opportunity like this again? Probably never.
He slipped her bra down her arms and tossed it aside. His hands moved to cup her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over their hardened nipples.
“I love big tits,” he said. “I could suck on yours for hours.”
She cringed at his use of the word tits, but suck sounded like a good plan. “Yes,” she whispered, “suck them.”
“Are you just going to hold it all night?” he asked.
Hold it? Hold what? Oh . . . it! She tightened her hand around his penis. What was she supposed to do with it? She’d heard that guys liked to be sucked down there. And stroked. But she had no idea how to do either of those things without looking like the virgin she was.
“Tell me what you like,” she said.
“What I like?”
“Yeah, I want to please you.” Did that sound too needy? She gazed up at him, hoping to look sexy but figuring she probably looked desperate.
“Sucking your big, beautiful tits will please me plenty.”
He backed her toward the sofa, removing his T-shirt as he moved. His chest was covered with intricate gray-scale tattoos. The samurai warrior was so lifelike, she almost expected it to slash her with its razor-sharp sword. Before she tumbled back on the sofa, she fleetingly wondered how much it had hurt to have all of that artwork etched into his skin. She stared wide-eyed when her gaze landed on the enormous cock that protruded from his fly. The thickened tip curved upwards slightly. The darker shaft had a maze of blood vessels straining against the surface. She reached for it with a trembling hand.
“God, that’s sexy. Are you doing that on purpose?” he asked.
“Doing what?”
“Acting like you’ve never been fucked before. Like my dick is the first one you’ve ever touched.”
Her cheeks flamed, and she drew her hand away.
“Whatever,” he said, “keep it up. It’s a serious turn-on.”
Her inexperience was a turn-on? Or him thinking that she was acting inexperienced was a turn-on? She would have no problem keeping up the ploy since it wasn’t a ruse. But his way of thinking gave her the confidence to not pretend that she knew what she was doing. She was relieved that she could show her sexual cluelessness and turn him on at the same time.
She steeled her nerve and sat upright on the low sofa. She gazed at his cock with trepidation. It jerked, and he gasped.
“If you keep staring at it like that, I’m going to come all over your face.”
Did penises really do that? Could he ejaculate just because a woman stared at his cock? Or would he need a little more stimulation? She took a steadying breath, leaned forward, and kissed the swollen head. She gasped, shocked by her brazenness, and looked up at him in apology. “S-sorry.”
“For what?”
“Touching you without permission.”
“Trust me, lamb, you have permission.”
He dropped to his knees in front of her and gazed down at her bare breasts. He lifted his hands to cup them, but hesitated with his palms inches from her skin. Her nipples strained toward his hands, and her back arched involuntarily.
“Do I have permission to touch you, Toni?”
“Yes,” she whispered. “Please.”
His hands found her aching breasts. He lifted one to his mouth and sucked a nipple inside. Toni’s damp panties became instantly drenched. Pleasure radiated out from her nipple and coursed through her body to her lower belly. Something inside her tightened. A spasm gripped the swollen flesh between her thighs, and she called out. Whoa! Had she just had an orgasm? She wasn’t sure, but she felt delightful.
Logan shifted his mouth to her other breast, and another spasm caught her by surprise. She reached for his head and buried her hands in his glorious curls as she pulled him closer to her breast. He nipped the sensitive flesh, and her entire body jerked. He soothed the oversensitized nipple with a swirling tongue before sucking with a persistent, hard tug. When