Addicted (Club Destiny 2.5)

Once again she gripped his erection, ever so slowly sliding her hand over his velvety shaft, enjoying the way he pulsed and throbbed beneath her touch.

“Do you want me to do this?” She asked seductively as she tilted her head down and placed a soft kiss on the engorged head.

“Baby.” Logan growled. “I’m not playing with you anymore.”

“Well, actually I’m the one playing.” Sam retorted before slipping her tongue across the slit of his penis, her eyes watching him as he watched her. “Or would you prefer that I do this?” She asked before sliding her lips over the smooth head, sucking gently as she pulled him into her mouth.

For the next few minutes, Sam focused on ravishing him with her tongue, using her teeth on occasion to gently scrape the underside which once again had him trying to break free of his bonds.

“Don’t you do it.” He warned.

Sam chuckled, keeping his cock in her mouth, letting the vibrations wash over him. Oh, she knew she was pushing him too far this time, but if the past was anything to go by, she was going to thoroughly enjoy her punishment.

Logan jerked against the bonds on his wrists, and Sam knew they would give at any moment, so she returned her attention to his cock, using her hand to hold him still while running her tongue down the sensitive underside until she reached his balls.

“Be still. I’m not done.” She told him before sucking and licking and torturing him more than she knew he was willing.

“Oh, honey. You’re more than done.” Logan growled before ripping the scarves that tied his hands and launching himself up from the bed, sending Sam into a fit of giggles before he had her flat on her back.

~*~*~

Logan wasn’t quite sure how his wife convinced him to let her tie him down. The gleam in her eye had been so full of promise, and she certainly hadn’t disappointed. The problem was he wasn’t willing to come until he made her come first. That had become a hard and fast rule that he rarely broke.

When Sam tried to pull away from him, laughing, he gripped her ankle and pulled her closer until he had reversed their roles and he was kneeling between her splayed legs.

“Damn that’s pretty.” Logan told her as he held her open with both hands, staring down at the soft, pink folds spread before him. “Your pussy’s wet, baby.”

“Mmmm hmmm” Sam agreed, spreading her legs open wider.

Knowing she liked when he teased slow and easy, Logan decided to give her a taste of her own medicine. He buried his face between her thighs, using his tongue to delve deep inside of her in one quick thrust before emerging and sliding back and forth over her slit, not lingering to torture her clit the way he knew she wanted.

“Logan, please.”

The sound of his wife begging was music to his ears. He once again thrust his tongue into her silky hot depths, pushing deep and retreating, over and over as she began to moan and writhe on the bed.

“Logan!”

“Yes baby?” He asked, mimicking the sweet innocence she’d doused him with earlier. “Tell me, Sam. Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

“Lick my clit.”

She’d gotten confident in the past few months, Sam had. And it turned him on like nothing else. Doing exactly as she instructed, Logan wrapped his tongue around her clit, flicking back and forth over the sensitive bundle of nerves, using his hands to hold her legs apart when she would have tried to trap his head between them.

He might know what she liked, but that didn’t mean he was going to give in to the little minx. He had payback on his mind, and at the moment, he wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her warm, willing body.

“Turn over.” He demanded, easily flipping her onto her stomach before she had a chance to argue.

That’s another thing he’d learned about his wife in the last two months. She’d gotten bold, thinking she had the upper hand when it came to dominating the bedroom. What she didn’t know was Logan would never relinquish full control, and since his brother had ceased to participate in their sexcapades, Logan had been seeking out another man to join them.

Since this was Sam, his wife, and he cherished her more than his own life, he’d been taking his time in determining exactly the right person to join them. What she didn’t know… he’d found the man who would soon get the luxury of experiencing heaven as only Logan knew it.

With Sam on her stomach, Logan lifted her hips and aligned himself with her until he was inching his cock into her sweet pussy inch by inch, slow and steady.

“Logan, please!” Sam screamed as she tried to push back against him. “Fuck me, please!”