working inside me so expertly and a smile spread
across my face as I pictured his brown eyes full of desire, his blond hair
flopped over his forehead with that cheeky grin on his face. O God, how I
longed for it to be Dale pinning me down on the Jeep. I tried to catch my
breath as Logan removed his fingers, with an audible pop.
‘Open your mouth,’ he ordered. I did as I was told
and he shoved them into my mouth. I didn’t need to be told to suck them clean.
I went to work right away, tasting my sweetness all over him. As soon as I
finished I felt him release my neck, then slide down the back of my body and I
whimpered as his powerful lips wrapped around my clit and his tongue went to
work.
‘Holy shit,’ I muttered. His technique was
flawless, even if I was a Yoga Master and could reach, I doubted I could give
myself head the way he was doing it now. His girlfriend, if he had a girlfriend
crazy enough to let him do this job, was one lucky bitch. I felt his fingers
scooping my wetness and trailing it back up towards my exposed bottom and let
out a soft moan. Some “Lady” I was, getting all worked up at the thought of
anal play. I clenched tightly when he thrust his thumb inside me and turned it
as he pumped. I squealed as he continued to work on my swollen and tender clit
at the same time and trembled with anticipation when he slowly removed his thumb
and trailed it up to my backside and pressed firmly, jamming himself up to the
knuckle as I let out a string of expletives that would have my mother die of
shame. Shit, I was so close to coming, again. He was incredible.
Logan
Eve wasn’t wrong that she liked it rough, I was
forceful by nature, tender and gentle wasn’t really my scene, until Summer came
along, but even this was pushing at my boundaries. If I’d pinched her nipples
any harder, or smacked more forcefully, she’d definitely have bruised. The fact
that I still had pure anger flowing through my veins at Summer’s rejection of
me helped, I just kept imagining it was her bent over the bonnet of the car,
that I was taking out my frustrations on her, punishing her for making me drop
my guard and open myself up, only to be shot down in flames. I thrust harder
with my thumb in Eve’s backside and nipped her clit with my teeth. She howled
above me, but forced herself backwards, flexing against my lips and hand,
telling me that she wanted more. She had a decent body, tall and slim with a
nice pair of tits on her, a bit smaller than I liked, and she lacked Summer’s
round curves that had my cock stiffen on sight. Damn it, it was flexing
painfully in my boxers now, all the blood rushing to it, my balls rumbling just
at the thought of her. I wished it was her sweet nectar I was lapping up now,
her soft pink lips I was scraping my teeth along, her heated cries of pleasure
filling my ears, when the hell was I going to get over that damn woman?
‘Logan, I’m … I’m … coming,’ cried Eve up above
me. I shook my head in amusement. As if I didn’t know. Her muscles were
clenching so hard around my thumb, as I thrust it in and out of her backside,
she was liable to break it and her juices were pouring out of her as she ground
against my face. I’d been doing this long enough to know when a woman was about
to peak.
‘Come for me then, sweetheart,’ I ordered, before
biting her swollen clit again. Her thighs clamped around my ears as shudders of
pleasure ran through her body and the air was filled with her sobs of pleasure.
My cock strained against my clothing, I needed to come. The thought of Summer
had me so close. I’d promised myself I was going to fuck her out of my system
and I needed to start right now. I lapped Eve’s swollen cunt clean, before
pulling out my thumb and rising up to grab the cleansing wipes off the car next
to us, as she clung to the bonnet of the Jeep and tried to recover. I cleaned
my hands up and leaned back on the Jag I’d been pretending to work on. ‘That
covers the
Craig Spector, John Skipper