Logan (Chosen Champions #1) - Macy Blake Page 0,44

the night had ended with his first blowjob, cementing the fluidity of his sexuality once and for all.

Yep. He liked both boys and girls, and all the bits and bobs, even if he tended to lean a little more to the bobs than the bits. He’d certainly like to bob a few times on Logan.

He snickered to himself and continued working on the grocery list as Logan and the security guy moved their conversation back outside. He sorted the list by type to make it easier to shop, and by the time he’d finished, Logan had returned.

The look Logan gave him promised so many things. Lots of bobs. Lots of ’em. Bailey dropped the list on the counter and crossed the room to Logan. He grabbed his shoulders, jumped up, and as he wrapped his legs around Logan’s waist, he captured his lips in a kiss that tried to top the heat level of the one they’d shared earlier.

It didn’t take long to get there. Three and half seconds, max.

Bailey groaned against Logan’s lips, his dick hard in his pants and his body aching for more. Logan held on to his ass with one hand, then turned and carried Bailey into the bedroom before pushing Bailey’s back against the wall. He pinned them together and broke away long enough to stare into Bailey’s eyes… into his soul.

Then he reached between them and ran his hand over Bailey’s cock. Bailey bit his lip and begged his body not to let this end embarrassingly fast. Logan seemed to understand his dilemma.

After guiding Bailey’s legs down to the floor, Logan flipped open his belt buckle, then undid the button and zipper on his pants. His black boxers peeked through, and from the bulge poking out, Bailey wasn’t the only one seriously turned on.

Bailey shoved his shorts down and kicked them away before reaching for that very, very nice-looking bulge. Logan gasped and leaned into him as he closed his hand around Logan’s thick length. Then he opened his mouth as Logan came in for more. Their tongues glided together as they explored each other’s boxer-covered dicks, but it wasn’t enough. Not until he had Logan naked against him.

Bailey broke away and tugged at the bottom of Logan’s black T-shirt. Once it was off and on the floor, Bailey removed his own. His legs could barely hold him up. He almost pounced on Logan again, but Logan’s hand on his shoulder pinned him in place against the wall.

Logan didn’t have to tell Bailey not to move. He simply stared him down, freezing Bailey in place with nothing more than a look. Logan grinned and ran his hand down Bailey’s shoulder and over his chest. He tweaked his nipple before gliding down farther and gripping Bailey’s cock again.

After only a couple of strokes, Logan tugged the waistband of his boxers out and down, pushing them over Bailey’s hips. Bailey kicked them the rest of the way off, leaving him completely bare to Logan’s gaze.

His stomach clenched with nerves. He wasn’t like his friends, with their sculpted abs and muscled everything. He tried to take care of himself, sure, but he really liked food.

Luckily Logan seemed to like what he saw just fine. He pulled Bailey in for another kiss while his hand slowly stroked Bailey’s cock until it was harder than it had ever been.

Logan broke away and licked his fingers before going back in and teasing the tip of Bailey’s dick, over the slit, then twisting around the ridge and a stroke over the entire length.

Bailey grabbed Logan’s shoulders to keep his knees from collapsing beneath him. His breath came fast as his body came alive. Logan tucked his face into Bailey’s neck, inhaling deeply before nipping at the tender skin. He dropped his head to the side, giving Logan better access, and Logan groaned and leaned in closer. Their cocks brushed together, Logan’s still covered with his boxers, and that just wasn’t acceptable.

He tugged at the fabric, freeing Logan’s cock much like Logan had done for him moments before. Logan pushed the boxers down and let them fall to the floor. Bailey reached between their bodies as he pushed his hips forward, capturing both of their cocks in his hand. He stroked them together as Logan went back to work on his neck.

After another of his growly sounds, Logan spun Bailey around so his back was against Logan’s front. He gasped for breath against Bailey’s neck and splayed his hand across Bailey’s chest.