his jeans, kicking them off and tossing them aside with a foot.
The room may have been chilly, but Logan’s cock radiated heat. It brushed against my thigh and I quickly reached down to touch it, squeezing it between my fingers. Logan smiled into my kiss.
“Who says I’m ready?” he teased. “Maybe I just want to kiss all night.”
“No,” I replied desperately. “I say you’re ready. I need you.”
“I won’t argue with that.”
Logan pulled my panties off tenderly, then gave me another kiss. I clutched his cock again and pulled it toward me. The moment his tip touched the outer folds of my pussy, Logan sank into me. One long thrust that caused his cock to rub against every nerve in my pussy, stretching my inner walls with that wonderful, familiar ache. I gasped in surprise as he gave me every inch of himself, burying his cock as deep as he could.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” he growled. “You were right. This is better than kissing.”
“Kissing’s good too.”
He smirked and kissed me again while his cock remained inside of me, continuing to fill me completely. After a few moments I tugged on the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up until he maneuvered it over one arm, then the other. He tossed it away and lowered his chiseled body back to mine, covering my breasts with the warmth of his own chest.
I leaned back on the rug and caught a glimpse of Harper behind me. Upside-down from my angle, sitting on the couch with his cock in his hand. Stroking himself while he watched. His gaze sent new tingles of excitement down my spine.
Logan kissed me again then, and I forgot all about Harper. His hips moved back and forth, making love to me without pulling far back. I ran my hands over his back, feeling the ripples of muscle between his shoulder blades as he rolled against me like the waves of an erotic ocean.
The longer we went, the more he began to fuck me. Pulling back a little farther each time, an indiscernible amount. He didn’t fuck me hard. These weren’t the slamming, crashing thrusts of a man who was overcome with lust. Just careful, slow, loving pumps with his cock.
It drove me wild.
I sighed and surrendered to what he was doing. I reached behind him and grabbed his ass with both hands. It was firm and muscular, then soft and warm, alternating between the two depending on the position of his thrust. I pulled him into me, trying to urge him to go faster, but he maintained his careful pace.
Then Logan planted both palms on either side of my head, rising up from his knees into a push-up position. This new angle really hit the right spots inside me, especially with the slow, steady way he moved. With the patience and willpower of a monk he began doing push-ups into my pussy.
“Oh my God,” I groaned with pleasure.
He rumbled with laughter, but did not change his pace.
I wrapped my fingers around his right arm, feeling the bulging muscles that were contracting to hold himself up. His triceps was like a boa constrictor running up to his shoulder. I leaned up and kissed the inside of his elbow, then his bicep. They were as hard as stone beneath my lips.
In and out, Logan’s cock slid inside me. A steady, unwavering pace. A marathoner rather than a sprinter. I yearned for him to let loose, to really start pounding me. And based on the grin on his face, he knew it.
“I could do this all night,” he said. Then he glanced up. “You sick of watching yet?”
Harper’s voice was tight with pleasure. “If you’re ready to share.”
Logan glanced back down at me. “That’s the idea, right?”
19
Christie
Logan buried his cock deep inside me, held it there for a moment, then pulled out. Harper was there quickly, but instead of taking Logan’s place he pulled me up into his arms, kissing me hard.
“You know how I want you?” he asked.
“How?”
He grinned.
Harper spun me around and bent me over the couch. He planted a hand on my lower back, pushing me down until my knees were on the edge. One hand spread my ass cheeks apart, and the other guided his stiff cock into my pussy. He slammed it inside of me so hard that his skin slapped against mine.
“Is that what you wanted?” Harper asked. “To really get fucked?”
I responded with a pleasured moan. After being teased with slow sex from Logan, getting manhandled