Logan's Rattler by A. Jarrett (inspirational novels txt) 📗

was or how he’d gotten there. As he sat up, the sheet covering him fell away, and he noticed he didn’t have any clothes on. He quickly snatched the sheet back up and instantly regretted the action. His vision became fuzzy, and his heart beat rapidly in his chest. A light sweat broke out across his skin, and a strong case of arousal caused his skin to itch and burn with need.

Heat like he never felt before swamped him. Flinging the sheet off his body, he started to palm his growing erection. He moaned loudly

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as blood filled his hardening cock. The need for release was so strong he thought his dick would explode.

“Hey, it’s okay. Calm down, honey.”

Logan had his eyes clenched so tight he couldn’t have pried them open with a knife. He was too turned on to think of anything else. The man who belonged to the mystery voice touched him. He arched up into the warm hands, seeking more of the heated skin-to-skin contact.

The strong need to be filled and fucked into the mattress had him begging.

“Please, oh god, please,” he moaned loudly. Since this was all a dream he didn’t feel bad letting his dream lover fulfill his desires.

“What, honey? What do you need? I’ll do anything.” The man rubbed his hands up and down Logan’s arms, and it only fueled the already-growing fire.

“Fuck me.” He grabbed the hand on his arm and thrust it down between his legs.

“I…ah…I think we should talk first.” The man tried to pull away from him.

“No. Sex first then we can talk.” He tugged the man down to him.

In his dreams he always woke up right at the pinnacle part, and he wanted to get the show on the road before that happened.

He slowly opened his eyes. His breath caught at the sight before him. The man was beautiful. Even in the poor lighting he could see that. His short dark hair was spiked on top of his head. Logan ran his fingers through the soft strands then fisted his hands in the silkiness.

He brought the man’s mouth down to his and shoved his tongue past his dream lover’s lips. Need wound him so tight he couldn’t help being rough. He needed to come and soon.

The kiss deepened, and the man climbed on top of him, laying chest to chest. Logan started to suck on the man’s tongue, tasting every part he could. A woodsy blend with a sharp berry flavor exploded over his taste buds.

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As he came up for air, Logan licked his lips and stared up at the man. His lover’s eyes gazed down at him, and his breathing came out in heavy pants. The moonlight coming through the curtains reflected off the man’s eyes, and they appeared to glow in the darkness. In the shining depths, Logan could see the arousal blooming. It didn’t take a genius to see that the man wanted him just as much.

Logan reached down and pulled at the bottom of the man’s shirt then wrenched it up his body and over his head. Next, he went for the fastening of the man’s jeans. When the button gave way, Logan tugged down the zipper. The man’s pants fell slackened at his hips, and his heavy erection fell forward.

At seeing the thick, long cock sticking out toward him, Logan licked his tongue across his lips. The man was definitely packing a serious piece of meat between his legs, and Logan was more than willing to test-drive the equipment.

Reaching down, he wrapped his fingers around the soft skin pulled tight over the man’s shaft. His dream lover hissed out a breath and rocked into Logan’s hand. A smile spread across Logan’s face as he watched the man come undone from his touch.

Logan tightened his grip and pumped faster and faster. He wanted his lover to come, to cover him in his seed as it shot out of his cock, warming Logan’s skin.

“Slow down, baby.” The man gripped his wrist hard. “You keep that up, I’m going to come before I ever get inside you.”

“That’s what I want. I want you to shoot your cream all over my chest and then I want to rub it in like it was lotion. I want you to be a part of me.” Logan didn’t know where these thoughts were coming from. First off, he was dreaming. Second, he had never acted like this with any of his past lovers. Why now, in a dream, did he feel the need to have a connection to another human being?

The man grabbed both of Logan’s wrists and brought his hands