Page 13 of Unmistakably Us

One word, spoken as an undeniable command. As much as he wanted to be inside her, this submissive nature she seemed to display around him was fascinating. He wanted to explore. So, quick strip tease, then a series of various styles of fucking.

Sounds perfect.

January obeyed. The way she moved told him it was certainly January and not Domino who would be riding his cock tonight and into the morning. Although, a flash here and there in her hazel green eyes told him that Domino was never far away. Almost like an advisor, an alter-ego giving her the strength to step outside her norm.

Logan liked that thought a whole hell of a lot.

Her moves were seductive and innocent, just like when she did her schoolgirl routine. The difference now though, was she was undressing only for him, and it didn’t seem a bit contrived.

January was actually enjoying it, if the little mewls she was making were any kind of indicator. The lip biting, the slight shake to her hands, it all added to the cock-hardening factor of this unwrapping by proxy.

Without thought, he began to stroke his cock, playing with the piercing. January was bent over, dragging those leggings off when she noticed it. It was almost comical; her eyes did an animated cartoon widening, and he could hear her swallow.

Logan began to laugh in a way he couldn’t remember ever doing before, a true enjoyment of the moment. She was frozen in place as he continued to laugh…and stroke.

He thoroughly enjoyed her shock and the way she licked her lips as her gaze drank him in. Logan didn’t think anything she could do would turn him on more…he was wrong as fuck.

From her bent position, she dropped to her knees and crawled on the questionable carpet to stop between his knees.

“And that,” she uttered, “is my present, yet you unwrapped it for me.” With a slender finger, she reached out without hesitation and barely touched the ball on the piercing. “And it seems you decorated for the occasion.”

Logan found himself laughing again. He had laughed more since meeting January than he had his entire life. Of course, he never really had much to laugh about. Now—

His thoughts came to a screeching halt when the very same finger that carefully touched only the piercing, now trailed a line of fire from the head of his dick all the way to his balls. Halting her exploration with a lightning fast grab of her delicate wrist, Logan fought to get his own body back under his control.

This was uncharted territory. No woman had ever taken control of him, much less done so with the tip of her tiny finger. January’s gasp brought his focus back to her. He began to apologize for being too rough when it became apparent her gasp of surprise quickly morphed into curiosity and desire, not fear.

God, this woman is going to be the death of me…but what a way to go.

Logan stood, leaving January kneeling between his feet. It reminded him of the cheesy pose on the cover of some second-rate romance novel. Looking down at her, their eyes clashed as she looked up. The moment was sheer perfection.

Her eyes begged him to take control, and his burned with the desire to do just that. The menu was endless, and it was an open fucking bar. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to watch her pleasure herself first or have her on all fours with her arms tied in a precise column while he fucked her mercilessly from behind.

He finally settled on having her hot lips wrapped around his cock, licking and sucking with single-minded focus.

“Take them off,” he ordered. Logan didn’t need to indicate what he meant by them. January was a smart cookie and eager to please. She cast her eyes down as her arms rose to his waistband. She’s a natural.

While she dragged his jeans down, he pulled his shirt up and off. If she enjoyed one piercing, she was in for a surprise. He had an abundance of body mods for her to explore, preferably with her mouth. Once the denim was at his ankles, he kicked it off.

The motion caused January to turn into him. She was eyeing his cock like it was water in the middle of the fucking Sahara. He was pretty good at reading people, and she was ready to feast, but before she could make a move, he took himself in hand and gave his cock a squeeze in an attempt to hold back any premature issues on his part. He felt like a teenager getting ready to pop his cherry.

“Open.” She complied. “Good girl.” He slid his hand forward to cover everything except the head and leaned into her. He teased her lips with his cock—first the top then the bottom. It seemed like foreplay, but he was really just buying time to slow the tidal wave of pleasure from rushing forward. Either that, or she would get a pearl necklace in about three seconds.

“Fuck!” He shouted into 1972 when her tongue darted out, catching the silver colored loop and grazing the tip of his dick.

He wanted to lead this dance with finesse and some semblance of control, but January was having none of it. Instead of finesse, he was more of gropy over-anxious prom date in the back of a limo. He grabbed her hair and brought her face toward his body, barely giving her any time to adjust.

But January fucking surprised him again when she swallowed his entire length like it was nothing. When he retreated, he did a double-take just to make sure he was still sporting a solid ten, because the way she sucked cock was more like an embarrassing three.

He wanted to shout and scream and praise her and groan like a motherfucker, but instead, he was riding a wave of bliss. And the slurping and humming sounds she was making were pure ecstasy.

Every time she came to the end, she wrapped her tongue around his loop, and he was a goner. In no time, he pulled free from her mouth with a wet pop and unloaded all over her neck.

Logan had always enjoyed watching a woman swallow every drop, but with January, he had some primitive need to see it dripping off her ivory skin.

She was absolutely breathtaking naked and kneeling on avocado shag carpet with his cum running down her perfect fucking tits.

Logan helped her stand. He hated to end this picture of perfection, but he wanted to fuck her senseless. “Let’s take a quick shower, babe?”

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