Chapter 3

CHAPTER

THREE

Logan

I move my mouth to her other breast, not before yanking down that side of her bra, too.

Her tits are mind blowingly perfect, small but perky, and her nipples are so damn hard they could cut glass.

My dick strains in my jeans as I continue to make her squirm.

Making her come undone could be my new favorite pastime.

I’m fairly certain I wouldn’t be able to get this quench for her extinguished anytime soon.

Her pussy is so tight, and so damn pretty. She’s bare all over, which is something new for me, but I’m not entirely surprised, because she’s meticulous in everything she does. Why not personal grooming, too?

I cup her mound, tugging on one nipple.

“That’s hot,” she tells me. “Oh, Daddy, that’s so fucking good.”

I still, looking up at her with a mouthful of tit.

Did she just ‘Daddy’ me?

I quirk a brow. “You got Daddy issues?”

Payden shakes her head. “Far from it. It just, uh, slipped out. I mean, you’re older than me, by quite a bit…”

“Say it again when my dick is inside you,” I growl, then push off the bed and stand.

My junk can’t take it anymore, and when I kick my boots off and loosen my belt, Payden is staring up at me with anticipation. She looks so damn hot like that: legs spread, her bra pulled down, and her body on display for me. Only me.

“I don’t kiss on the mouth,” I tell her.

She doesn’t say anything.

“Everything else is fair game,” I go on.

“Cock,” she whispers. “I need to see it.”

I unzip my jeans, then shove them down along with my briefs, kicking them off as she stares at my dick. I’m not gonna be a douchebag and say anything about my size, but when Payden mouths, ‘Oh, wow you’re big,’ I grin in response. Then she adds, “Holy fuck, you’re pierced?”

I sheath myself with one hand, groaning as her eyes watch me in fascination. “Yep.”

“Holy cannoli. That’s hot. What is it called?”

“A King’s Crown.”

“It’s certainly fit for a king.”

Our eyes lock. She said nothing about the kissing thing, so that’s good.

As for my piercing? I got it years ago. The barbell is pierced through the ridge vertically at the head.

I reach down to my jeans, taking out a condom and hold it in my palm.

“You said you were gonna come all over my tits,” she reminds me. “How is that gonna happen if you wear one of those?”

“Does that mean you don’t want me to?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“So you’re bein’ a wise ass?” I stand before her, dick in hand as she continues to watch me, stroking myself. “Come here.”

She sits up, and then shifts farther towards me.

“You want Daddy’s cock in that pretty little mouth?”

“Oh, yes,” she breathes.

I chuckle, tossing the condom aside for now. I want her. I want inside her so bad, but I also want the memory of her sucking my dick for future spank banks.

To my surprise she adds, “Have you thought about me doing this before?”

I’m not gonna lie. I’ve nothing to hide. “One too many times.”

It’s her turn to tut now, reaching for me like my cock is some fucking prize. I hiss when she makes contact. “Should’ve made the moves, sunshine. We could’ve been enjoying one another a long time ago,” she whispers.

I tip her chin up so she’s forced to look at me. “I guess we better make up for lost time then, hadn’t we?”

A low, possessive growl leaves me as her tongue darts out to the tip of my dick, licking the barbell.

It’s been a while since I let anyone do this.

Sex for me isn’t for comfort or a release, nor has it got anything to do with love.

I don’t even know what love is because I’ve never felt that spark before.

The love for my family and friends is different, but that’s all I know.

I shut my feelings down a long time ago and I don’t really know why.

I’ve never treated women badly, but I was also non-committal.

I didn’t want the headache. Sure, I’ve had relationships, but the second it got too hard, I called it quits.

Sex is something to take the edge off, nothing more.

I don’t like kissing on the mouth because it’s too personal.

I don’t want a woman getting attached and then becoming a nag.

Not saying all women are, but I see what goes on at the clubhouse with half the guys being held tight by the balls, my own brothers included, and my best friend Hustler, also known as West. He fell for his ol’ lady, Audrina, who is also Nevada’s mom, our Tail Gunner.

West and Audrina have a baby now and he couldn’t be happier.

Me? I’ve never wanted the kid thing. They’re too much hard work and I ain’t got time for any of that.

I like my life exactly how it is: simple.

No complications, nobody telling me what to do.

“Jesus,” Payden whispers, bringing my thoughts back to her as she strokes me up and down. The pretty little thing is on her knees as she takes me farther into her mouth, sucking on the tip like a fucking lollipop, teasing the barbell with her tongue.

I tug her hair gently, causing her to look up. “You can do better than that, Angel. Take Daddy’s dick down that pretty throat and show me what that smart mouth is made for.”

I’ve never referred to myself as fucking ‘Daddy’ before, but everytime the words are uttered, I get harder each time. I don’t give a fuck that there are almost ten years between us. None of that matters because Payden Benedict is on her knees for me.

Her eyes flutter closed as she lets out a soft groan, and I have to hold onto my senses so I don’t shoot down her throat before this has even begun.

She has no idea how fucking perfect she is kneeling before me, her pretty tits out, and her legs spread like she can’t wait for more.

And she is gonna get more. She’s gonna get all of it.

She takes me deeper, her eyes on mine as I marvel at how pretty they are. She looks so sexy with my dick in her mouth. When she reaches for her breast, tweaking her nipples, I know I want my mouth on them when I come inside her.

“That’s it,” I encourage. “Take it, Payden, I know you can.”

She mewls when I hit the back of her throat, and I’m not even forcing myself, she’s doing all the work. Oh, trust me I want to. I want to ram it home and give her what she wants, but something tells me the woman before me likes a little kink.

I pull out, letting her breathe as she licks my slit. I groan.

“You’re so big,” she tells me. “Deep throat is my speciality.”

I don’t want to think too much about how many guys she’s done this with, so I ignore the comment. What I am interested in is her gag reflex.

“Take me again, all the way this time.”

She does as she’s told and I nudge just a little to sink farther into her throat. Goddamn it.

“So perfect,” I murmur. “Such a good girl for once.”

She makes a noise that would be close to a laugh if she could breathe, and I pull out, letting her suck some air in. “More,” she breathes. “I need more.”

“Greedy,” I admonish, pinching her chin. “Pull that nipple baby, get those tits ready for me.”

She groans again as I shove all the way in and she gags. I smile, pulling out. “Sure you’re okay?”

She ignores me, twisting her hands up and down my cock as I almost lose control. She works me over, going down all by herself, then sucking all the way back to the tip. Payden is a tease. Usually, I don’t like those kinds of games. But with Payden, everything is on the table for the taking.

“Fuuuuuck,” I groan as I watch her head bob, her cheeks hollowing as she takes me all the way to the brink. “Gonna come, Angel, holy shit…”

I don’t pull out, and she doesn’t pull off me. Instead, she takes my load, then when I drag my hips back, I paint her lips, chin, and finally her tits just like I promised. “Bad girl,” I tell her. “I wanted to fuck those titties.”

“Aww, is somebody a sore loser because I suck cock like a bad little bitch and you couldn’t hang on, pretty boy?”

I almost choke on hearing her words. Almost.

“Pretty boy?” I push her down, then flip her over as she yelps. I press against her back as my mouth hovers next to her ear. “You wanna see what this fuckin’ pretty boy can do to that greedy pussy?”

“Fuck yeah.” Silence, then she laughs.

“What’s so funny?”

“I just… never mind.”

I bump her with my hips. “Spit it out.”

“I mean, I can give you a minute, old man, you know, to get it back up again.”

This time I bite down on her neck and she cusses, then it quickly turns into a long groan.

“This is what you’re gonna wear tomorrow for bein’ a brat with a smart mouth.”

“I was just giving you a breather.” Her feeble protests don’t wash with me. I know she’s riling me up, but I have stamina, and she’s about to find out just how much.

I rise onto my knees, then pull her up with me, then I spank her ass. “That was for shootin’ that bratty mouth off.”

She wiggles her ass and I palm her cheeks. She still has those panties on, and the idea that I might get to keep them as some kind of sick prize amuses and disgusts me at the same time.

It seems I’m a little crazy when it comes to Payden.

She glances over her shoulder and wiggles her eyebrows. “You’re up again already, wow.”

I spank her again and she laughs. Fucking laughs. “You say that like you’re surprised? And for the record, I’m not that old.”

“Trust me when I say, nobody’s eaten me out like that before.”

“Let’s just say I have a knack with oral skills.”

“Hurry up,” she chastises. “I need to feel that big Daddy dick inside me.”

I chuckle, shaking my head. “I tossed the condom on the floor, and now I can’t fuckin’ find it.”

“I’m clean,” she says. “Always use a condom.”

I don’t want to think about that too closely. It’s about as bad as the previous comment about deep throating being her speciality. What I do know is she has a spicy appetite for my dick, and a smart little mouth I want to fuck all over again.

“You want me to go bare?” I ask, astonished.

“Not if you haven’t been tested lately,” she says.

“I always use a condom,” I tell her. “I also can’t have…” Shit, what in the actual fuck? “Uh…”

“Can’t have… kids?” she finishes for me.

She picked up on that.

I nod. “Yeah.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. Kids annoy me.”

She sits back on her heels and I cup her tits, pulling on her nipples as she cups one side of my face. “Kids annoy me, too.”

I shake my head. She now knows I’m sterile, and she doesn’t give a shit.

Reaching down, I peel her panties off as she lifts her knees one by one.

I run my nose up her neck, teasing her pulse point as I play with her tits. “You think you can strut into my bar with this ass and these titties and I’m just gonna be done with you?” I ask.

“N-no,” she breathes as I twirl my fingers around her pointed peaks. “Oh, that’s good.”

My dick is rock hard again and pressing against her ass crack. It wouldn’t be very gentlemanly to fuck her ass on the first time. Next time, however, I won’t be so accommodating.

I blink. Next time? Jesus, what the hell is wrong with me?

“Let me feel how much you want it.” I cup her mound and her head falls back against my shoulder. She’s slick between her thighs, and that’s good because she needs to be ready for me.

“Okay, so let’s stop yapping and get this party started,” she murmurs.

I shake my head. This woman.

“Your wish is my command,” I say, tipping her forward as her hands land on the bed. I stroke my cock through her wet heat as she groans. I line up, then without any warning I’m sliding in all the way, filling her tight, wet pussy as we both exhale a groan.

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