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In a breathy voice, Logan points at my lap. "Pants off now.”
I watch as she pulls her lip into her mouth waiting for me. Apparently, I’m taking too long because Logan drops to her knees and starts unbuckling my pants. I thread my fingers through her hair. "I like this look of you on your knees, Angel,” I say while lifting my ass so she can take my pants off.
She tosses them across the room and starts climbing back up. My control snaps and I grab her face, bringing her mouth to my cock. Logan opens immediately and flattens her tongue, licking me from base to tip.
Fucking shit, this woman. She slowly licks her way up and down a few more times, her piercing green eyes never leaving mine. I don’t know where this confidence came from but I fucking love it.
Her tongue laps at the cum leaking from my tip and I throw my head back against the couch. "Fuckk.”
A smile spreads across her face and she takes me into her mouth. Her cheeks hollow and she sucks me down till my cock hits the back of her throat. My hips buck up hard and her eyes water. I can’t take this slow tease anymore and grip her hair, guiding her head up and down as I fuck her gorgeous mouth.
Her eyes water and I wipe the spit that is running down her chin. Logan presses her thighs together. I quicken my pace and she reaches her hand down to play with her clit.
"No,” I stop her right there. "Your orgasms are mine.”
She groans and removes her hand from between her thighs and cups my balls, giving them a squeeze.
"Fuckkkk.” My balls tighten and I give her a warning, "Off now or swallow, Angel.” She surprises me and sucks my dick like a damn lollipop and moans. I spill down her throat and watch as she swallows every last drop.
I slowly pull out and wipe the cum that has leaked down onto her chin with my thumb. Logan takes my thumb into her mouth, licking it clean and I’m hard again.
"You have thirty seconds to get up those stairs.”
Logan doesn’t hesitate and flies up to the loft. Before following her, I give myself a few seconds to calm down, just so I don’t ram into her the second I see her bare pussy.
This new side of my girl is different and I fucking love it.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Grayson
I’matTheHideoutwith my brothers, waiting for Logan to get off work. It’s late but Landon suggested a poker night to celebrate Ryan’s mom getting put away for life. She went through a psych evaluation and was deemed unstable. She didn’t hurt Ryan but her threats to her ex and how long she kept Ryan away, plus representing herself against Mom and Ryan’s Dad’s lawyer, she didn’t stand a chance.
"So, Logan’s birthday is in two weeks. The day after, we are taking off for a week,” I say, mostly to Landon.
Noah sits up from the couch and looks excited. “Are you going to propose?”
Landon doesn’t look up from his phone. "If he does, you both owe me two hundred dollars.”
What the fuck?
"Bro, you weren’t supposed to tell him,” Noah whines and falls back against the couch, crossing his arms over his chest.
"You bet on me proposing to Logan?” I say, annoyed as shit they bet on me and Logan.
Noah looks to Wes and Landon to explain, but Wes just grunts and Landon keeps texting.
"Fine! I’ll be the bad guy.” He turns his focus to me. “We made a bet on when you would propose to Logan. Landon said her birthday. I said on your one-year anniversary and Wes said Christmas.”
The others make sense but why the fuck Christmas? My brows pinch together, and I look to Wes. He just shrugs.
"Yeah,” Noah chimes in again. “I think he just wanted to lose the bet because Christmas has nothing to do with yours and Lolo’s relationship.”
Rolling my eyes, I exhale an annoying breath. "You are all fucking idiots. Noah, just because you and Logan are close doesn’t mean you know our relationship. Wes, Christmas is a pathetic excuse for a guess. Landon had the only realistic guess. But you are all wrong. I’m not proposing on her birthday.”
"When are you proposing?” Wes asks.
I would expect that question from Lan or Noah but not him. I have noticed that since the night Logan went on the mission, he has taken an older brother stance over her. When we got home that night, she told me she had a panic attack and he helped her through it, so I assume that’s where he’s coming from.