“Yeah. I am.” His cock stirred as she grinned.
“Are you getting hard again?”
Logan’s lips tipped up in a sexy grin. “I’ve been in misery since we started this game. I’m fairly certain it’s going to take me a long damn time to get this need for you out of my system.”
She didn’t ever want him to get her out of his system. But she didn’t say that aloud. They still hadn’t sorted through the mess, so she decided to hold off on declaring her undying love for him until he confessed his first. She’d been wearing her heart on her sleeve her entire life. It was his turn to open himself up to her.
“Where’s that lube?”
She pointed toward the nightstand drawer. “Not sure that’s necessary. I’m more than ready for round two.”
He grabbed the tube anyway, his cock still buried inside her. As far as recoveries went, she wondered if this was some sort of world record. The man was rock hard and as thick as ever.
“That’s good to know. But I think we’re going to give this sweet pussy of yours a rest this time around.” As he spoke, he withdrew.
Lacy’s pussy clenched hungrily as she realized his plan. She hadn’t touched the plug since the last time he’d been in her bed. And as large as the thing was, it was no match for what he was proposing to put inside her this time.
“I…”
“What’s your safe word?”
“Chaise,” she whispered.
Logan gave her a quick kiss on the lips. “Good girl.”
She had expected him to get right down to business, but Logan never did anything the way she anticipated. He reached back into the nightstand drawer and pulled out the vibrator.
“We didn’t get to use this last time.”
She didn’t bother to mention that particular toy had become her favorite over the last week and a half. Hell, she’d even started calling the stupid thing Logan.
He slid the thin vibrator into her pussy with ease. She was still wet from her arousal and his come.
He turned the toy on low and she groaned at the sudden sensation against her well-used, uber-sensitive tissues.
Logan narrowed his eyes when she started swaying her hips, working the vibrations against her G-spot. “Don’t even think about coming.”
She froze. “What?”
“I’ve let you grab those orgasms of yours whenever you want. No more. Next time you come, it’s going to be with me, while I’m buried in that tight little ass of yours.”
“But I’m close.”
His expression was stern, though his eyes gave him away. He was amused, even if he was trying to act all big and bad. “You’re always close. Hold it off.”
She started to shake her head. The truth was she had absolutely no control over her orgasms with him. Hell, half the time they hit when she wasn’t even expecting them. “I can’t?—”
Logan gripped her chin and forced her to look at him. “If you come without my permission, I’m going to tie you to this bed so that you can’t move a fucking muscle and keep that vibrator on low all night until you do learn how to control it.”
“You wouldn’t dare. That would only hurt you too.”
The smile he gave her was pure danger, especially when his gaze traveled to her mouth. He ran his thumb over her lower lip before he pushed inside. Her lips closed around it instinctively. “I don’t intend to suffer.”
She closed her eyes, trying to ward off the impact of his words. His dirty talk was as detrimental to her self-control as his actions. This was not going to end well.
“I’ll try,” she said begrudgingly.
“Just remember that I’m a man of my word. I will do exactly what I’ve said if you don’t succeed.”