Logan (Chosen Champions #1) - Macy Blake Page 0,45

“Lube?”

“Drawer by my bed,” Bailey said. His heart raced as Logan pushed him in that direction without letting an inch of air come between them.

“You good?” Logan asked as he bent Bailey over the bed and pinned him in place with a hand against his back.

“I’m so fucking good.”

Logan didn’t waste any more time. He grabbed the lube and slicked up, then traced his fingers over Bailey’s entrance. Logan prepped him carefully and drew any number of filthy groans from Bailey with his fingers alone.

“Condoms are in the box,” Bailey managed to groan. “I’m ready.”

Logan stilled and made another of his growly noises—Bailey hoped he’d have the chance to learn what each of them meant—then he heard the foil wrapper opening behind him.

Bailey looked over his shoulder and bit his lip in anticipation as Logan rolled on the condom. Logan glanced up from his task and met his gaze, and his eyes flashed again. One of these days, Bailey wanted to park himself on Logan’s lap and stare into those mesmerizing eyes of his to see how many colors were hidden in their depths.

It wouldn’t happen anytime soon, though. Logan leaned over him and pressed his cock to Bailey’s entrance. Bailey hid his face against the blankets while grabbing a handful of the material to hold on to as Logan began pushing inside.

That first breach never got easier, but Logan didn’t rush. He entered slowly, rubbing one hand on Bailey’s lower back while the other held his hip steady. He pulled out, added more lube, then pushed in again.

Bailey gasped as Logan slid deeper inside.

“So fucking tight,” Logan rumbled.

Bailey wanted to groan that it had been a while, but he couldn’t find words. Logan pressed down into him, going farther inside with the movement, and Bailey forgot how to breathe.

He could only feel.

Logan’s bristled cheek against his, the heat of his mouth against Bailey’s neck. The glide of his cock going in and out of Bailey’s ass. Heat pooled in his belly, and he reached down to stroke his dick in time with Logan’s movements. He stroked faster, and Logan thrust harder. He pegged Bailey’s gland, drawing a gasp of surprise.

“Right there, huh?” Logan asked against his ear. He slowed his movements, dragging the ridged rim of his cock over the spot again.

Bailey trembled as pleasure coursed through him. Logan thrust in again, hard and fast, nailing him exactly where he needed it before slowing down again.

“Logan,” Bailey gasped. “Please.”

Logan rumbled against his skin, then nudged his neck even farther to the side before he began thrusting faster.

Bailey had never had sex like this, his body an instrument and Logan the musician. Every stroke, every touch, every lick and suck at his neck, everything combined to send Bailey’s body higher than he’d been before. He keened in pleasure as Logan hit that spot over and over again.

“Fuck,” Logan rumbled. “Do that again.”

Bailey didn’t even know what he’d done, but he reached back and grabbed Logan’s hip, then twisted around so Logan’s mouth could find his again.

Logan breathed him in, slowing his thrusts as their tongues tangled. His hand came around Bailey’s neck, holding his head in position as Logan continued to devour him.

When Bailey’s breath was nothing more than a desperate gasp, Logan pulled away. He flipped Bailey over and farther up onto the bed before crawling up after him. Then he was on Bailey again, this time pressed chest to chest as he slid his cock back into Bailey’s ass.

His body had reached the point of no return. His back arched and his balls drew up. Logan reached between them and gave Bailey’s cock a few firm tugs while he continued to thrust into him. Bailey didn’t need anything else. His orgasm hit him like a crescendo, and he yelled Logan’s name and clutched him tight as spasms wracked his body.

Logan grumbled happily and leaned over him again. He ran his hand through the come on Bailey’s chest, spreading it around and seeming very proud of himself. Bailey’d laugh at him, but it was somehow the hottest thing he’d ever seen.

That is, until Logan pulled out and took off the condom. Then he leaned over Bailey and began stroking his cock while he locked eyes with Bailey. Bailey couldn’t look away.

Logan stared at him with an intensity that took the little breath Bailey had managed to regain. He was pinned into place with nothing more than Logan’s beautiful eyes. Then Logan came, roaring Bailey’s name and spurting his release