Snake Eater - THE BRAVO BOYS [book three]

Chapter NINETEEN

Logan Nash

My fingers clack an angry tune against the keys as I stew in the newfound silence, seething beneath the surface and licking the wounds of my damaged pride after The Army Barbie had stomped on my ego with her little black combat boots..

That beautiful bitchy Barbie and her smart little mouth.. I swear If I never had to see that insufferably intoxicating woman again even that would still be too soon..

Then again, it seems she is irresistibly inescapable and I find myself living for the moment that I get to be driven insane by her powerful presence and testing nature..

She might as well have daggered me with the steely stab of her rejection but somehow that doesn't make her any less tempting to me.. If anything, it only makes me want her more..
Goddamnit.. I want her so bad it physically hurts.. My chest tightens with anger and my balls ache with desire..

When I close my eyes all I can picture is her voluptuous naked figure writhing beneath me, the kiss of her sweet lips and the glide of her soft skin sliding against mine.. I sit entranced as I recall the silken sensation of my hands caressing her curves and pretty soon I'm rock-hard at the enticing memory of her tight pussy clenching in crashing waves around me as she came all over my cock..

I'm none too proud of the thirsty thoughts of being buried balls deep in her hot cunt, but they haze my head and make it impossible for me to focus on my work, dragging me down into a lusty fog.. A primal urge consumes me, driven mad by my need to vent the pent up frustration Shelby ignites in me..

I can't help it that the tiny Army Barbie makes me so irritated.. And so fucking horny..

Pushing back from the desk my hand travels down to the buckle of my belt, unbuttoning my jeans with haste to fist my throbbing shaft in a smooth pistoning motion..

My head lolls forward and the tension in my shoulders unravels as my eyes drift closed to revel in the fleeting feelings of pleasure, imagining her lips wrapped around my cock, sucking and salivating..

My breath restricts and my muscles start to buzz with tension as the fantasy unfurls; Shelby on her knees, giving into me..

Shit, she's so fucking hot.. So fucking fiesty..
So damn fuckable..

I torture myself to a swift rhythm, jerking and pulling, grunting and huffing to thoughts of sunshine blond satin strands splayed over sweaty flesh.. The bounce of her ample tits, jiggling in temptation as she took a hard dicking from behind, all the while moaning my name..
I drown in dreams of her shapely form, twisting and undulating and the way she'd grit her teeth as she came, trying and failing to keep herself quiet.. Losing myself deeper into the reverie my movement becomes frantic, growing needy and less restrained by the second.. My blood burns hot in my veins as I piston and pump like a machine.. Faster...And harder.. more.. And more..

Closer and closer to that euphoric edge..

-KNOCK-KNOCK-

"Logan..I know you're busy right now, but-" A redundant knock and a meek peep at the door shatters the sweet relief of my solitude and I look up to see Shelby standing there with an apprehensive expression, not realising the animalistic moment of self gratification she'd intruded upon until it's too late for her to unsee it.. I jerk out of my trance and relinquish the hold on my cock as her curious gaze drifts downward before she squeaks in surprise.. "Oh my God!"

There is no sense in trying to pretend she didn't catch me thinking about her so instead of ducking in shame I smirk at her unabashed as if she were the one in the wrong..