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“Don’t tempt me,” she says, which is vastly different than the ‘hell no’ or the playful swat on the arm I was expecting. So, that might not be too far off in the future... noted.
When I come back to my room after the quickest shower of my life, with my towel wrapped low on my hips, I find Logan sitting on my bed with her bare legs and a book in her hands. Her wet hair is brushed out, lying across her shoulders, and she has those cute little reading glasses on that make her look like a sexy librarian.
I’m going to need to come home to this view more often.
After closing and locking my door behind me, I grab a pair of briefs from my top drawer. I drop my towel with my back to Logan, knowing that her eyes are no longer on her book. Just to be sure, I take a peek over my shoulder and can’t keep the cocky grin from spreading on my lips when I catch her eyes on me. That is until she averts her gaze back to her book, her cheeks turning pink when she realizes I caught her staring.
Wearing only my briefs, I climb into bed. Honestly, I don’t like wearing anything when I sleep, but I don’t know how Logan would feel if I got into bed wearing only my birthday suit.
I take a seat next to my girl, sitting up on my side, with my back against the headboard. Looking over at her, she has a suppressed smile trying to fight its way through. I can tell because her dimples are far too noticeable.
“Why are you so smiley over there?”
“Nothing.” She shakes her head, keeping her lips tight, fighting back her grin.
It’s obviously something.
“I just like that I’m the first girl to sleep in your bed.” She keeps her eyes on her book, but her lips lift in a sweet smile. “I’m glad I get to be your first for something.”
She didn’t mean to say that in a way that would hurt me, but still, my chest stings from her words. I wish she were my first in many ways, the way I am for her, because she deserves to have all of me. I mean, she does have all of me, but maybe she doesn’t see that.
“Hey,” I say in a more serious tone. “Come here.”
Logan sets her book and glasses down on the bedside table before I guide her hips over my lap. She straddles her legs around me but doesn’t sit down. She stays positioned on her knees. I know she’s as aware as I am that she’s only wearing those tiny panties, and I’m only wearing my briefs, but still, I can feel myself growing from just knowing that her barely covered pussy is hovering only inches above me.
“Yeah, you’re the first and only girl I’ve ever had in my bed.” I tuck her loose hair behind her ear. My hands trail down her shoulders before grazing the length of her arms.
“You’re also the first and only girl I’ve ever kissed in my bed,” I remind her as my fingers skim her thighs upward, finding their way to the hem of the shirt of mine that she’s wearing before I press my lips to her warm mouth.
“And my first and only girlfriend,” I add as I lift the bottom of her shirt and push her hips down to sit on me. When her body makes contact with mine, Logan and I let out matching gasps from the sensation. She leans her forehead against me, her lips lingering just above.
“All of this is a first for me.” I roll Logan’s hips against me. The thin fabric can’t hide much as my cock hardens from her perfect movements. “I’ve never done any of this with someone I care for.”
She cups my face and presses her lips to mine with fervor and passion, apparently satisfied with my words. She continues to rock against me, and I can feel her already present warmth through the thin fabric. Her lips explore me as I guide her hips, continuing their ideal tempo grinding against my dick. I can’t help myself as I reach a hand into the space between us, diving into her tiny black underwear and finding my favorite spot as I glide and tease it with my fingers. And the noise Logan makes into my mouth as I do is enough to unravel me on the spot. She’s fucking soaked already, and I want nothing more than to slide inside of her.
Continuing my movements, she writhes in my lap, ragged breaths swirling between us. If this is how she reacts to my fingers, I can’t wait until the day I watch her unravel from my tongue and my dick. She will be screaming my name, not just moaning it between precious breaths.
Her hands tug at my hair, steadying herself. Logan’s lips are on mine, but we’re no longer kissing. The heavy breaths and gaping mouths make it too difficult to do so. Instead, I’m concentrated on making her feel good with my fingers, keeping my eyes glued to her bouncing tits hidden behind her shirt.
She must’ve caught my gaze because Logan confidently lifts the shirt up and over her head, revealing her perfectly formed body to me. My eyes widen as I take in her in while Logan leans back slightly, allowing me to do so. I palm one of her tits with my other hand, and she throws her head back in pleasure as I continue to tease her with my fingers. She lifts her hips, begging for more contact.
The sight of her alone is enough to make me come. Not to mention the sensation of her pussy riding on top of my dick, sliding over me as she grinds on my lap.
“Logan, you’re everything...” I say, but before I can add the ‘to me,’ Logan rolls her hips in the perfect position, taking away my breath and my words.
“Fuck,” is all I can manage to say when my breath returns.
I move my mouth to her tit because, quite honestly, if I don’t focus on her pleasure, I’m going to come right now. I can’t help it with her. I don’t know what it is, but I feel like I’m being touched for the first time, and I can’t control myself.
My tongue flicks, laps, and teases her taut nipple as Logan lets out a moan. The sound causes me to groan against her, and the vibration of our bodies is mind-blowing.
Suddenly, Logan’s fingers reach the waistband of my boxers, and I pull my mouth away from her in shock. My stomach tightens, knowing that her hand is so close to my dick, and my breathing is coming out in short ragged spurts.
I keep my eyes on her face as she stares at my brief-covered cock.
“Can I?” she asks in a whisper before biting down on her lip, as she barely slips her fingertips into my waistband.
“Please,” I beg of her, fully expecting my voice to crack. I feel nervous with her. This feels like it’s about to be my first time having a woman stroke my dick.
