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

up to rest next to his head. He was pinned down as the man hovered above him. The man took deep, uneven breaths as he held his eyes

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closed. Logan spread his legs wide to accommodate his lover. His actions caused the man to hiss. He had never heard a man hiss quite like that before. It was almost animalistic. But this was all a dream, so Logan couldn’t care less what sounds the man made in the throes of passion.

He arched up so their cocks rubbed against each other. At the contact, the man opened his eyes. Logan’s breath caught at the sight.

The pupils appeared to be vertical. The man blinked, shook his head, then opened his eyes again. They appeared to be back to looking normal.

“You don’t know what you are asking for,” the man said through clenched teeth. Logan could see him barely hanging on to his control.

“I know what I want, and I want you. Take me.” A smiled curled his upper lip. “I can feel how much you want to.” He pushed his hips up off the bed. “You know you want to be buried so deep inside me you forget your own name.” He pushed at the man again. “Now fuck me.”

The man grinned down at him. “You’re very demanding.”

“Yeah, I know. Just pound my ass already. I need to come. I need to feel you.” Logan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It’d been a while since the last time he’d had sex. He was picky about the guys he took to his bed, especially since he started hearing voices. There was nothing worse than being on a date and hearing every sordid little detail going through that person’s mind. It ruined more than one potential relationship. But since this was a dream, he could enjoy the sex without any background noise.

The man moved Logan’s hands up then guided his fingers around the wrought iron headboard. “I’ll fuck you, but I want you to keep your hands here. I like having you stretched out for me to feast upon.”

The man’s head dipped down to suck one of Logan’s nipples deep into his mouth. Logan grunted as he began to circle his hips. He needed more.

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Logan gripped the headboard tight as his dream lover slowly worked his way down his body. The man sucked, licked, and nipped at every inch of Logan’s body. When he reached where Logan’s dick lay against his stomach, the man paused. Hot breathes of air fanned across the weeping tip of Logan’s cock.

Pre-cum dripped from the small slit as the man tongued the opening drawing out more liquid. Before Logan could beg, the man engulfed the swollen cap, sucking down his length. Logan bucked up off the bed, unable to withstand the teasing oral play. He loved a good blow job, but what he needed now was a good hard lay.

“Please,” Logan cried out.

The silky hot mouth left his shaft. He felt the bed dip as the man reached into the drawer of the nightstand. He heard some shuffling around, then his dream man whispered out a curse.

“Baby, I don’t have any stuff.”

Logan grabbed the man by the hair and yanked him up to his face.

“Then use your spit,” he said, growling out his frustration.

The man’s lips curved up, and Logan was blinded by his white teeth. “Yes, sir.”

Logan spread his legs farther apart then pulled up his knees to rest his feet on the bed. There was plenty of room for the man as he edged his way down Logan’s body, dropping kisses here and there as he went. Logan felt like screaming “hallelujah” when the guy finally reached his cock. The man licked a path from tip to base then continued on down. Logan jumped as a wet tongue circled his entrance. He started to pant. His heart raced out of control as the tongue began to pierce at his hole. Good god he needed more.

As if the man was reading his mind, he pulled back and spit at Logan’s hole. When he started to push a finger in, Logan kicked the hand away. The man shot worried eyes up at him.

“None of that. I want you to stick that massive cock of yours inside me, now.” It was all a dream anyway. It wasn’t like he would have anything to feel bad