Second Chances

Not Expecting that

Slow, lazy, circles being drawn by fingertip on my back is what wakes me up. As I rouse up I find myself wrapped tight around Logan, my head buried into his chest. As I inhale breathing in the scent of him, I realize how closely intertwined we are.

One of my legs is flung over his hips, while the other is wedged between his legs. I've got one of my arms  nestled between our bodies, and the other is wrapped around his torso holding him close. He has one arm under my back and the other cupping my butt holding me close to him. Waking up more I stretch my back, flexing my hips a bit and moaning when I feel his hard length brushes against my core.

My naked body has never felt so sensitive or a sexy. I'm hyper aware of every part of me that is touching him. Still half asleep but enjoying the sensation of him rubbing against me, I repeat the hip flexing motion.

I am rewarded with a masculine growl in my ear, letting me know that I am pushing the right buttons. Loving the fact that just me lying naked in his arms and stretching has aroused Logan, I smile wickedly flex my hip again.

I gasp as when Logan grabs onto my hips and flexes his own. Grinding his penis deliciously against my core. I tilt my head back to find Logan looking down at me hungrily. Before anything can say anything his lips land on mine.

The kiss quickly goes from sweet to scorching hot, as Logan shifts us so that he is hovering over me and teases me by running his erection over and around my folds, but never actually penetrating me.

He rains kisses on my face and down on my breasts while continuing to tease me mercilessly. I arch up, and grab a hold of his backside, trying to get him where I want him, inside me.

"Tease me will you, Cupcake?" He questions as he resists my silent demands and pulls away. Giving me a masculine smirk as I moan at the loss of him, he sits up and grabs a condom, quickly ripping it open and putting it on.

He returns to me and leans down, kisses me deeply as he flexes his hips and thrusts inside me in one swift movement. He sets a pounding pace that has me arching and lifting my hips to meet him thrust for delicious thrust.

The feel of his tongue gliding along mine, and him thrusting is almost too much, bringing me closer with every thrust. My body clenches around him as my orgasm washes over me and he quickens his thrusts even more. I clutch at his back, as he shifts our hips so he can drive into me at a different angle. I arch up, holding him close to me as my orgasm breaks over me. He thrusts deep and holds still, buries his face in my neck, nipping at the sensitive tissue there as we both climax together moaning each other's names.

Logan and I cling to each other as we both calm down, catch our breath, and slow are heart rate. After a few minutes, Logan shifts his weight off me and gets up. He laughs when I moan at the loss of him, and bends to place a chaste kiss on my lips.

Watching him get up and head to the bathroom to dispose of the condom, I can't help but admire his hind end. I stretch languidly and my belly rumbling hungrily makes me decide that now is as good a time as any to go ahead and get up for the day.

I crawl out of bed, enjoying the achy feel of my well loved muscles. I cross the room and start debating what to wear today when I feel arms wrap around me and hug me to them.

I lean back into the chest, and then startle away when I realize that it isn't Logan's naked chest I'm leaning against but a clothed chest. I spin around to see who is holding me and can't help but smile back at Kyle who is grinning at me mischievously. 

"Not who you were expected Baby Doll?" He ask eyes twinkling.

"Nope," I say mock pouting up at him, "you don't get hugs because you startling me." I tell him as I turn back to my closet, pretending to be engrossed in my wardrobe selection.