Heart's Home
Page 18
When he opened his eyes again, Hunter was swooping in to kiss the side of his neck. Heat burned through him at the erotic touches of Hunter's hands along his body accompanying the hot, quick kisses that made the skin of his neck tingle.
“Hunter,” he whispered, his heart racing.
“Mmhmm?”
“Make love to me tonight.”
Hunter drew his head up to gaze into his eyes for a few moments. Before anxiety gnawed at Logan's stomach, Hunter dipped his head in a slight nod, accepting all the implications of those words. “I'd be glad to.”
Relief surged through Logan's body, but he grinned as he pushed his luck. “And you can start off by fingering me.” He loved those skilled fingers sliding into him, the teasing Hunter always put him through... along with, ultimately, satisfaction to make up for it.
Hunter's moment of shock faded into a laugh as he narrowed those beautiful blue eyes at Logan. “Pushy, aren't you?”
“A little,” Logan agreed with a grin. “But we've been so good lately...”
“So good that it's time to be bad,” Hunter responded, his voice a low growl that sent a throb of heat straight through Logan's core. His cock pulsed with desire, already hard and rubbing against Hunter's manhood, as Hunter reached out to lube his fingers.
By the time Hunter brought his fingers to Logan's opening, Logan had already spread his legs wide and pressed his feet into the bed.
Hunter laughed quietly, circling his fingers around the sensitive entrance and sparking nerves through the ring of muscle that radiated bursts of pleasure down his thighs and up through his stomach. Then, two fingers pressed inside, sliding past the ring of muscle and into Logan's depths.
Logan moaned, digging his feet into the bed and pressing upward into the fingers as he breathed out heavily.
“Beautiful,” Hunter praised, those skilled fingertips finding his prostate and starting to rub as Hunter slowly thrust his fingers in and out.
The teasing rhythm made Logan lose his breath again, his cock feeling even more hard and sensitive to every brush of Hunter's stomach or the head of his own flushed manhood.
He was wet inside and even at the tip of his cock, heat burned through his body, and he still felt like he was starving for more. “Hunter, please...”
Hunter drew his fingers out with that one simple plea, wiped them off, and stroked himself a few times. “Of course.”
Logan grabbed the back of Hunter's head to pull him down for one more lingering kiss, Hunter's kiss-swollen lips opening and sliding readily against his own. Their bodies pressed together as Hunter brought the tip of his cock close, and then--
Inch by inch, Logan was filled.
“Oh, yes,” was all Logan managed in a low whimper of pleasure. He could never get over the sensation of being utterly filled by the velvety, warm, rock-hard cock.
Hunter's chest brushed his own, a nipple briefly touching his own and sending a quick electric jolt of pleasure through him. He became aware that Hunter was panting for air already.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” Logan groaned as Hunter bottomed out inside him, filling him with his unprotected cock. It felt like the two were locked together, their bare bodies so close they could almost meld, desperately seeking each other's heat and love through every moment of bliss they found together.
Hunter drew his hips back and thrust inside, the head of his erection sliding just perfectly over Logan's prostate and sending a shiver of pleasure through him. The second and third thrusts were even better, and then he was in a quick rhythm.
His boyfriend's tender kisses were worth more to him, though; despite their bodies desperately rutting and pounding into each other, Hunter's kisses were slow and gentle, and it was almost unbearably erotic. The slow, gentle presses of lips on lips, the way Hunter sucked his lower lip before gently letting go... it became a tease of its own.
Logan tangled his fingers in the brown hair at the back of Hunter's neck to pull his head in for a harder kiss, mashing their lips together to try to satiate a little of the desire that nearly overwhelmed him.
Hunter ran his hands up Logan's arms, tapping his wrists to get him to unclench his hands, then grabbed both of his hands, laced their fingers together, and raised Logan's hands to press to the bed above his head like they'd done earlier. He kept a firm hold on both hands, pinning Logan to the bed with his weight and position.
The extra restraint made Logan naturally struggle for a moment up against him with a little grin just to prove himself, but he found himself not wanting to interrupt a second of the pleasure he was getting from each thrust.
“Naughty,” Hunter murmured through the creaking of the feather-soft mattress and their pants and gasps, his voice thrillingly low.
Logan moaned his agreement. He wanted nothing more than to be tied to this bed and treated to endless pleasure by the cocky and skillful man who had won his heart, but that would come in good time.
“Put your legs around my waist,” Hunter instructed, and Logan struggled to slide his legs up along Hunter's thighs until they were more or less wrapped around the gorgeous man – one around his waist, the other around his upper thighs as Hunter drove down into him.
His mind was spinning with pleasure as he groaned, “Yes...!”
Hunter rewarded him with another deep, slow kiss, then slid his hand down Logan's palm until he caught both wrists in one large, strong hand and pinned them down to the bed.
Logan arched up against Hunter, pressing their bodies as closely together as he could manage. The waves of heat and desire suffusing him distracted him utterly from everything that wasn't Hunter or himself. His cock ached for release, but Hunter wasn't done with him yet.
Instead, he felt fingertips brush down along his side, then tweaks and pinches against his nipples. He could have come on the spot, if only he were a little further along... but Hunter knew he wasn't.
Logan moaned in a loud protest as Hunter sharply jerked on one nipple, then let go and rubbed it with his thumb to soothe it. The bursts of pain also made him moan and squirm with delight, and he was finding it hard to distinguish between one feeling and the other.
And then, they were rolling over, his legs sliding down from Hunter's waist until he knelt over his beautiful boyfriend, his wrists released.
Logan gasped, his body limp against Hunter's for a few moments before he pushed himself upright with both hands. Hunter was already bracing his feet and thrusting up into him, that huge cock easily filling every inch of him and drawing out with each quick pump of his hips.
As he thrust up into Logan, Logan did his best to keep his thighs from trembling, and collapsing, Hunter grabbed his backside with both hands and squeezed hard, then lifted his hand and brought it down in a sharp, mind-numbingly good crack.
“Oh!” Logan yelped, his body burning with the intense, all-consuming need to come. “Pl-Please...!”
One of Hunter's hand's came to settle on his waist while the other raised to keep spanking him in quick, hard slaps that left his skin hot and burning with fiery sparks of need.
Logan choked out a, “Yes...!” He shifted one hand off the bed to wrap around his own pulsing cock, desperate for some touch of his own before he came. Hunter's eyes narrowed with focus as he watched him jerk himself off in quick, frantic motions.
“That's it, love,” Hunter whispered. “Come for me, Logan... come for me, my boyfriend.”
The words made Logan's mind spin, especially love.
He did.
He loved Hunter.
“Y-Yes... I can't stop... baby, I'm gonna... oh, fuck, I love you,” Logan groaned, tossing his head back as that long, thick cock hit that spot inside him at a rate faster and harder than he thought he could possibly keep up with his own hand.
His pleasure was building to a crescendo deep within, every inch of the world vanishing other than Hunter's cock and Hunter's hands... more specifically the spanking slap that came down on one cheek, then the other, and then his thigh, and then back to
the first cheek...
“I love you, too, Logan,” Hunter groaned, kneading Logan's backside with that broad, firm hand and making hot reddened flesh light up again.
Every nerve in Logan's body carried only bliss to his brain as his hips arched forward and the addictive oblivion of orgasm swept across him.
“Yes...!” Logan managed to groan as his hips arched forward, his cock squirting up through his tight hand and coating his own stomach, hand, and manhood with his sticky release. Each pulse of pleasure was accompanied by a spasm of joy in his other muscles as his thighs weakened and he slumped onto the arm still supporting himself on the bed.
Hunter grabbed him by the waist to pull him upright, those powerful hips driving up into his tight, quivering hole as his boyfriend took a few last deep, pounding thrusts of his own before grunting, “Logan...!”
The hot, wet, sticky mess Hunter left inside made Logan shiver with pure joy. There was something territorial about being filled and claimed by his new love's cock, every drop of his pleasure being reserved for him and him alone.
Hunter's face was more open than ever. He couldn't conceal the ecstasy that twisted his face, nor could he stop himself from panting, open-mouthed, as his eyes slowly opened to take in Logan's again.
They gazed at each other for long moments as Hunter thrust a few times, more softly, his body finally settling down. After a few seconds more, he stopped twitching and pushing into Logan's ass.
Still filled by that softening cock, Logan shifted until his arms were braced on either side of Hunter's head and kissed him like there was no tomorrow.
Their lips slid for a solid minute in a dizzying whirlwind of gasped breaths through their noses, tongues sliding along lower lips and teeth catching upper lips. Thick, warm lips pressed at each other, and they moaned into each other's mouths.
When Logan finally had to pull away to breathe, Hunter gasped just as hard as he did, their eyes locked together.
The sight of Hunter, the arrogant billionaire he'd sworn he wouldn't let get to him, made Logan feel only joy and pride. Hunter's assertiveness, his spoiled upbringing, and his disbelief that Logan wanted to live in a house of mud instead of glass and steel? Logan accepted it all, because it was part of the man he loved.
Hunter was smiling, too, as he watched Logan. He hugged Logan around the shoulders, their hot bodies cooling off together as he cushioned him and held him close.
“You're the perfect man to love.”
Logan smiled dizzily at the words, leaning down for one more gentle kiss against Hunter's lips. “No matter what I first thought about you... so are you.”
Hunter's smile, broad and sincere as any he'd seen on those sweet lips, was reward enough for Logan. He wanted to earn that smile ten thousand times again.
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