Loving Logan - Sammi Cee Page 0,32
pointed at the bedside table and tracked his gaze as he took in the condoms and lube. A slow smile spread across his face as he reached behind him and flicked the lock. I’d expected a little hesitation from my man since sometimes he still seemed shy around me, but what I hadn’t expected was him to start tripping over himself as he stripped walking to the bed, gray eyes clouding over like a storm at dusk. “Someone in a hurry?” I teased.
He climbed over where I reclined on his bed, completely naked and his dick swelling before my eyes. “Shut up and kiss me, Creed.”
I savored his taste as our lips met in a slow, sensual kiss, but when he canted his hips into mine with a groan, I grabbed his head between my hands and ravaged his mouth. “My show,” I murmured, sliding out from under him.
Logan groaned in frustration as he flopped onto the bed and smooshed his head into his pillow. “Creeed.”
“You and that whining,” I said as I quickly shed my own clothes. As soon as I’d stripped down, I smacked his plump ass. “Roll over.”
“You’re so—” He stopped as he rolled over and drank in his first sight of me naked. “Bossy,” he whispered, then licked his lips.
Taking care of my body was always something I’d taken pride in. I’d dare say, even been cocky about. I watched what I ate, drank my water, and worked out five times a week; all habits I’d picked up playing football. I’d had plenty of women, and especially my boyfriend from college, show appreciation and sheer lust for the effort I put into my physique, but the raw need on Logan’s face humbled me. Though I should’ve realized before now, his allowing me into his home and around his nephew showed he already trusted me. This wasn’t about nailing a hot piece of ass, but he saw me, and despite his insecurities, he’d known I saw him.
Instead of strutting around and asking him if he liked what he saw, which admittedly was my usual M.O., I crawled onto the bed next to him, grabbed his beard, and said, “You’re beautiful.” I leaned down and kissed him. “And this…this means everything. Tonight. Right now. Being in your bed.”
Logan reached up and cupped the side of my face with one of his large hands. “I know.”
As I pressed another kiss to his lips, I stretched out on top of him. Sighing blissfully as he stroked over my naked form, something I hadn’t allowed either of us up until now, I peppered kisses down his neck to his chest. He worked with the public, so I had to be respectful, but while it may be too early to be contemplating declarations of love, I had a need to mark him—claim him as mine.
I sucked a mark into his skin right over his heart, smiling against him as he chuckled. “I can’t believe you.”
Looking up at him, I said, “I don’t know why you’re surprised. You’re mine.” Then I winked, and rubbed my cheek against the soft hair on his chest. As I moved down his body, I alternated rubbing my cheek against him and nibbling on him.
“Creed, please, come up here,” he panted.
Wanting to taste his lips one more time before I turned him over so I could see the hole I’d been dreaming of burying my cock in, I rose back up over the top of him. When he immediately pressed one hand on my ass to pull me down and hold me in place, at the same time he wrapped the other securely around my throbbing shaft, I bit into his shoulder to muffle my moan. “Oh, baby, I don’t think that’s ever felt so good.”
He nuzzled my face with his chin until I turned my head for a clashing of mouths and a dual of our tongues, stroking my dick with his sure, firm grip the whole time. When we pulled back for air, he said, “It’s only because you’ve been denying yourself unnecessarily. I know you care. You don’t have to keep trying so hard.”
I indulged in one more kiss, then grabbed his wrist and removed his hand from my cock with effort. “Yes, I do, because I never want you to question how important you are to me.” I straddled him and winked. “Turn over.” A flash went through his eyes like a lightning bolt, and he obeyed without further prompting. Once he rested his