His Angel Eyes

Chapter Ten - "Please Logan?"

Skylar's P.O.V

Everything Logan has said to me was playing in my head over and over again. The thought of it all was making me both excited and nervous. Could I be that sort of woman? I don't know, something inside was telling me to go for it, and I think the reason for that being cause it is Logan I would be trying all that with. I was intrigued by him…drawn into him, wanting him in ways I have never wanted anyone or anything in my life. He says I am f*****g with his head? He is the one f*****g with mine.

"Angel eyes are you OK? Have I made you uncomfortable? Made you want never to see me again? If that is the case, I get it cause not everyone is willing to do those things." He said.

"What? No, not all. It is nothing like that." I said.

 "Then what is it?" He asked me.

"Everything you mentioned it is all playing in my head, that's all," I said shyly.

Logan got on his knees, making his way over to me.

"Stop thinking about it; you don't need to think about it tonight, OK." He said his lips were coming towards my own.

I nodded, not being able to find my words at this moment. Logan placed his hand on my cheek, inching closer to my lips, brushing them across mine.

"Relax." He purred.

I never responded cause his lips met mine in a soft kiss. I whimpered loudly as soon as our lips met. I pulled myself onto my knees, needing better access to his lips, my arms snaking around his neck as I kissed him back. He let out a s****l moan when I responded, his hands finding their way to my waist, grabbing me and pulling me into his lap, grabbing my ass as the kiss became more eager...more lustful. I was putty in his hands; I can't deny that. I was not sure where this was leading this time, one thing I do know? I don't want it to stop. I feel his rough fingertips run under my tee, rolling them over my spine. My entire body arched into him, his touch against my skin making me a weak mess. He pulled his hands away, fisting my tee, bunching it up in his fists.

"I think this needs to come off. I need to see what is underneath desperately." He groaned at me.

I nodded, permitting him to remove it. He slowly slid it over my head, tossing it to the side. He pushed me down on my back, pushing my legs apart, climbing between them. His eyes were roaming my body, turning darker with every moment. I had the urge to cover myself up, not used to a man looking at me quite as lusting but I never.

"f**k Skylar just when I thought it couldn't get any better you show me what was hiding under your tee. Beautiful." He said, looking me straight in the eye as he did.

I was nervous again, such intensity in his eyes.

"I am gonna kiss and touch every part of it...every part of you." He moaned, tracing his hands over my bare stomach.

I let out a loud throaty moan, arching from the floor, in dire need of wanting more from him. He grabbed the bottom of his tee, pulling it over his head, tossing that aside to. I liked my lips, my breaths sounding more like pants and between my legs crying out for attention from him and that is just with him half-naked in front of me, what am I going to be like when he is completely naked and all over me? I reached in, tracing my fingers over his chest and stomach. I watch as his eyes close over, letting out a shaky breath.

"What are you doing to me, Angel?" He said sighing.

"Do you not want me to touch you?" I asked timidly.

"Skylar I would let you touch me all night. I never meant that. I mean the way my entire body shakes when you touch me." He said.

I am glad to know I am not the only one this is affecting. I held back the smirk I honestly wanted to show. The way he was looking at me was making my stomach tighten, making between my legs wet. I need him against me. I decided to do something he probably is not going to expect from me. I grabbed the belt on his Jean's, pulling his body down against mine. I felt like a fire took over my body with the feel of his half-naked body against my own.

"Losing patience Angel eyes?" He smirked.

"Yes." I giggled.

"Now we can't have that now can we?" He said.

"No, Sir." I giggled.

"Mmm Sir? I think from now on that is what you should call Me," He said with a devilish smile.

I could not work out if he meant that or not. I never had a chance to ask; his lips were silencing me before I could open my mouth. Mmm hello there delicious, kissable lips. I was greedy for his kiss, for his lips…for him. I nudged his lips with my tongue, wanting full access to his mouth. He never gave me what I wanted. Instead, he pulled his lips away from me.

"So greedy baby. And I will give you what you desire once you take your bra off for me," He said.

I playfully rolled my eyes at him, sitting up only enough to get the clip of my bra, unclipping it and he soon removed it from my body, leaving me more exposed below him. He smirked at me, his lips finding his way back to mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth as his hands grabbed my breasts, grabbing them and rubbing my n*****s with his thumb.

"Oh, God." I whimpered out feeling the small buds harder under his fingers.

Logan's tongue fought against mine, taking complete dominance of my mouth. My tongue moved with his, trying to keep up. Logan pulls away from my lips, my lips swollen and tingling, in need for more of his lips on my own. He trailed his lips and teeth gently, slowly down my jawline, moving down to my neck, nibbling on the sensitive skin. I cried out, sheer pleasure taking control of me.

"Mmm, your skin tastes so damn sweet Angel." He said kissing and running his tongue along my neck,  "I wonder if the rest of you tastes this sweet." He said as his hand ran down my weak willing body, rubbing between my legs through my clothing.

"Oh, fuck." I moaned out my body, responding to his every touch.

"You like it when I touch you here, don't you?" He whispered in my ear, rubbing between my legs again.

"Yes." I breathed out.

"Can you imagine then how much you will enjoy my tongue running over your sweet, wet p***y baby...imagine how much you will enjoy it when I f**k you." He growled in my ear.

I was soaked and panting before he even finished his sentence. All I could do was nod, my words not coming out as I struggled to breathe.

"I will take that as a yes. You already soaked for me, baby?" He whispered.

"Y...y...yes." I managed to stutter out.

"I knew it Angel eyes. Maybe I should fix that for you, what you think?" He asked, looking down at me, eyes dark and cheeks flushed.

"Yes...yes, please." I whimpered out.

I needed something from him, anything. I was on edge, in need of release in a way I have never felt before. Logan kissed his way down my body. He paused at my breasts, his lips wrapping around my left n****e, tugging it between his teeth before rolling his tongue over it. I moaned loudly, gripping the blanket that lay below me. Logan moved to the right one, doing the same. His warm tongue swirling around my n*****s was driving me crazy. I could feel his hard-on pressing into me. The longer he continued to play, the more my stomach tightened, the more my legs began shaking. I was already close to orgasm. My breathing became more substantial, my body weak, and my core was throbbing.

"Oh, no you don't, not yet," Logan said abruptly pulling away from smirking.

"But, wait, how did you know?" I asked through my panting.

"I am an expert baby at reading a woman's body." He winked.

Why does that not surprise me? I am sure he knows a lot about the female body, more than many. I shook my head, laughing. He looked smug about it too. Why won't he let me finish? How is that fair? Maybe it is part of his play. I pouted at him, batting my lashes at him, hoping that would work.

"Angel that isn't going to work on me don't waste your time baby. I am not that easy to win over." He said confidently.

"Fine." I huffed, folding my arms over my chest, giggling.

I was only messing with him; I wasn't that childish. Logan laughed, shaking his head at me. I gave him my dorkiest smile. His lips fell on mine again, only for a moment before he continued his way down my body. I closed my eyes over, taking in every moment, every feeling. He kissed over every part of me that he had access too. His lips fell at the bottom of my stomach, slowly undoing the button of my jeans, slipping the zipper down, pushing them open. He kissed above where I needed him to be right now.

"Lift baby; these need to come off too, along with your panties that are under them too." He demanded.

I lifted my ass from the floor, Logan hooking my panties and jeans, yanking them down my hips at once. He pulled them off, tossing them aside with everything else. He ran his hands up my legs, pushing them apart, kissing his way up, his face soon between my legs. I whimpered as I felt his warm breath against my already sensitive wet heat. He flicked his tongue quickly over my clit.

"Oh God," I called out arching my back up.

I was already turned on, close to the edge; I needed him to release me. I was already dripping for him.

"Mmm Angel already so wet for me and I have barely done anything to you." He hummed against my clit.

"Logan please." I found myself begging him.

"I love when women beg for me," He mumbled.

Logan grabbed my legs, placing them over his shoulders, burying his face deep between my legs, he ran his tongue up and down my folds, pushing it inside of me, dipping it in and out, rolling and swirling around inside of me. I was losing my mind.

"Yes, Logan that feels good." I moaned arching from the floor, pushing myself harder into him, his tongue slipping deeper inside of me.

I gripped the blanket below me. He started rubbing and tugging at my clit with his fingers, and that was me.

"Oh God, I am gonna…ahhh!" I screamed out cumin hard before I could even finish my sentence.

This seemed to encourage him; he started moving his tongue around faster, rubbing harder against my clit, making me c*m again as my orgasm took over, an orgasm that shook every part of me. It made my head fall back, my toes curl, and a scream of his name fell from my lips. He gripped my thigh harder, continuing his work on me until I couldn't take anymore, my body falling still on the floor, my chest heaving and breathing heavily. I lay there, pleasure soaring through me. I don't think there are words to describe how I am feeling right now; it felt that damn good. I never knew pleasure could feel this good. He kissed his way back up my body, and I swear I could feel the pleasure beginning to stir again. He towered over the top of me, licking his lips.

"Mmm baby you taste better than I could have imagined." He moaned kissing me roughly, "Can you feel Skylar, can you feel what you do to me?" He moaned, pushing his hard-on between my legs.

I never answered him. Instead, I pulled his lips onto mine again, pushing on his chest and onto his back, climbing on top of him.

"What are you doing, Skylar?" He asked, resting up on his elbows.

"I was gonna return the favour and go down on you but if you don't want me to," I said going to climb off him.

"Don't you f*****g dare move, I will happily lay here and let you suck my c**k baby." He growled.

"That is what I thought." I giggled.

I was eager to return the favour, eager to taste him…pleasure him, and that is what I was planning on doing.