Page 48 of Straight to You

I flip over in time to see him coating his cock in lube.

I lick my lips as I watch him, feeling strangely jealous of his hand.

He’s gorgeous as he kneels between my legs and pushes my knees back.

I watch as his thick, flushed cock moves toward my entrance until I feel him against me.

“Relax, baby. I got you. Breathe out when you feel me press in.”

I do as he says. The stretch burns slightly, and I can’t help but tense a bit at the much fuller sensation as he presses in.

“Remember to breathe, Ry.”

I nod, trying to breathe through him filling me up inch by inch. He’s fucking huge. I groan as he bottoms out and grip his shoulder, pulling him closer to me.

“Fuck,” Logan groans against my neck. “You’re so tight. Feels so fucking good.”

I gasp, feeling overwhelmed with emotions and sensations right now.

This is everything. His first time inside me, my first time bottoming, and it’s with the one person I love more than anything in the world.

We both breathe each other in for a moment, and I whisper the only thing that’s repeating in my mind right now. “I love you.”

He smiles at me, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to my lips. “I love you, too, baby. More than anything. You don’t know how much this moment means to me.”

But I do. It’s everything. After everything Kyle tried to take from me, the fact that I still want Logan to take the lead in bed proves just how much I love and trust him.

We’ve discussed trust and choice, and I trust him enough to listen to me, no matter what I request. And that’s why I feel safe letting him take control.

All I can do is look up at him and nod, and he starts slowly rocking into me, letting me feel all of him. The burn subsides and it feels a little strange, but so damn good.

He picks up his pace, thrusting deeper and harder, and the sensation makes me whimper. Just like he says I do.

“You feel so fucking good,” he grits out, gripping my hips, fucking into me harder, and making me lose my goddamn mind. His hands roam over my body as he keeps snapping his hips forward, and I’m positive nothing has ever felt this good in my?—

“Holy fuck!” I yell out in ecstasy as his cock thrusts against what must be my prostate and sends a violent shudder through me.

I take back what I just said because that was the best thing I’ve ever felt in my life.

“Oh—fuck,” I gasp, writhing beneath him.

Logan lets out a heady groan. “Yeah? That the spot?”

“Jesus, yes—right there.”

He grinds into me just right, over and over. He’s so deep inside of me, I feel him everywhere. My body is shaking and I’m so damn close .

“Logan—”

He grabs my wrists and pins them over my head, and I love that he’s once again taking the lead.

“Not yet, baby,” he murmurs, leaning forward to kiss me hard. “You’ve still got to fuck me, remember? I’m almost there.”

I whimper into his mouth, telling myself to hold out for his ass. I’m throbbing and desperate and know it’ll only take me two minutes max before I’m coming inside of him.

Logan thrusts his hips hard a few more times before I see him break. He groans deep, his hips jerk, and I feel his cum filling me up. He’s right, getting tested was so worth the feeling of knowing his cum is inside me right now, and fuck, I can’t wait to do the same to him.

Logan stays buried inside me for a moment, forehead pressed to mine.

His lips brush his before he pushes himself up and pulls out of me.

Before I even have time to clench to keep his cum in me, he’s reaching for a new plug in his bedside table and coating it with lube.

He pushes it inside me, and I gasp at the new sensation, loving that I’m not empty.

Logan licks his lips, his blue eyes hungry and dark.

“So you don’t spill a drop,” he says in a low voice before leaning in closer. His lips brushing my ear as he adds, “Your turn, baby. Fuck me.”

He reaches behind him to take his plug out and sets it on the table before dropping back on the bed beside me and spreading his legs open for me.

Goddamn.

My orgasm is building from that alone, and I need to be inside of him now.

My body is already thrumming with anticipation at the sight of him all spread out for me like this.

I groan because this is the hottest moment of my life.

I can’t believe Logan is so filthy, and I still can’t believe I get to experience this side of him.

“This is going to be over quick, holy shit, Logan. You’re so sexy, this is so hot.”

I grab the lube, coating my fingers before pressing two fingers inside him, feeling how open, how wet, how fucking eager he already is for me.

“Fuck,” he breathes. “Ryder, I’m ready for you, baby.”

I slide a third finger in, just to be sure, and then I move closer in front of him.

I lift his legs and line myself up with his hole.

Pressing the head of my cock against him and pushing in slowly.

I watch every bare inch of my cock disappear inside his tight little hole, and Logan groans as I fill him up, his fingers digging into my arms, and I let out a shaky breath as I grip his hips.

“You feel so good. You’re taking me so well, Lo,” I say as I bottom out inside of him.

“Move, Ryder, please,” he begs immediately.

I pull out halfway, then slam back inside of him, giving him exactly what he asked for. Logan chokes on a moan, and I love watching him come apart beneath me. I keep the pace slow at first, making him feel every inch before I give him more.

“Fuck, Ry?—”

“Yeah?” I grip his hips, angling my thrusts just right, dragging another wrecked sound from him. His whole body shudders, and his muscles are tensing. I lean over, pressing a kiss to his sweaty, flushed skin. “Feel good?”

He lets out a broken laugh. “So good. Holy fuck.”

I grin, fucking him faster and harder now. I lose myself in him, between him and the plug inside me, I’m getting so close .

“Logan, I’m gonna?—”

His hands clutch my back as his legs wrap tighter around me. “Come in me, baby,” he demands. “Fill me up. I want it all.”

I thrust hard into him one last time, burying myself deep as I come hard, shaking as I fill him with everything I have. My orgasm rips through me until I collapse against him, both of us shaking, panting, utterly fucking ruined.

When Logan catches his breath, he chuckles. “So flip fucking is totally gonna be a thing now.”

“Yeah, babe. It is. Fuck, that was hot.” I grin, leaning over to press my lips to his.

“You’re so fucking mine,” he whispers against my lips.

“I always have been.”