I smacked his ass for his teasing tone, then moved down and spread his cheeks to my hungry gaze. I groaned as he pushed his ass up into the air; so hungry for it that even in this vulnerable position, he was uninhabited before me. “Oh, baby, you want this, don’t you?” I asked, trailing my finger lightly over his fluttering hole.
“Creed, don’t tease me,” he growled.
I loved that the larger man let me lead, but that deep timbre turned me on just as much. There was something about the fact he could dominate me if he wanted, but knowing that he preferred relinquishing his control was sexy. “One night I’m going to,” I said as I leaned up and grabbed the lube and a condom.
“One night we’re going to leave Jakey with your parents”—I swirled my lubed fingers around, enjoying how he pushed back trying to get me to open him up—“and I’m going to take your dildo”—I inserted one finger gently, pumping in and out faster as he loosened—“and I’m going to play with you”—I inserted another finger, relishing his choked gasps as he buried his head in the pillow—“and you’re going to be so loud for me.” By now, I had three fingers buried up to my knuckles as I searched—he growled—and found that magical spot.
“Creed, I’m going to kick your ass if you don’t get in me now,” he demanded.
Apparently, the way to get Logan to lose control was to turn him on past all reason. I’d remember that for the future. I smirked behind him as I rolled on the condom, positioning my throbbing cock at his entrance. “You’re lucky I want you so desperately. I told you this is my show. I should just—”
He pushed back onto me, making us both moan, probably louder than we should have. With a prayer that Jakey wouldn’t wake up, but now also scared that he would, I finished what Logan started and eased all the way in until I was balls deep. “Are you ready, baby? I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
“Yes, yes, that. Please. I want you,” he mumbled into the pillow.
Watching where we were joined, I pulled back slowly, memorizing the sight of his hole stretched around me. Then I rammed into him, eliciting a grunt of pleasure. I physically didn’t have the capacity to draw it out any more, and I rode his ass hard, telling him all the things I was going to do to him as he babbled incoherently in his deep rumble into the pillow. “Jerk your dick, baby. I need you to come.”
Logan immediately responded, and when his body tightened around me, I gave myself permission to let go of the control I’d maintained to guarantee his pleasure. Another one of those sexy growls left his body as he came, and with three more pumps of my hips, I dug my hands into his body, grunting as I came, too.
Falling over him, I draped across his back while we both caught our breath. Once my heart returned to a semi-normal rhythm, I gripped the condom as I drew out of him. Logan reached under him and jerked the sheet up, wiping his stomach and then scooting the sheet out of the way as he turned onto his back and smiled serenely up at me. “I’ll admit it, you rocked my world.”
Of course I did, hovered on the edge of my tongue, but this wasn’t a pick-up or someone I wouldn’t want tomorrow, this was Logan. So instead, I settled in next to him on my back and pulled his head to rest on my shoulder. He immediately threw his arm and one leg across me and snuggled in. “Good.” I kissed the top of his head. After several minutes of just enjoying being skin on skin, I said, “We should probably get dressed.”
“In a few minutes.” He squeezed me tighter, sighing.
I traced the tattoos on his arms, wondering how long it would take me to trace over them all with my tongue. Deciding that I’d have to find out one day, I grinned to myself knowing it didn’t have to be today or tomorrow or even the next day because I intended to end up in Logan’s bed for a long, long time to come.
Chapter Eleven
Logan
“It’s okay, baby,” Creed whispered as I gripped his hand.
I nodded, not wanting my stress to affect Jakey, but based on his solemn eyes and pursed lips, I wasn’t doing a great job of hiding it.
“Kuncle Wogan,” the little boy whispered, holding his arms up to be lifted.
I forced my lips to curve into a semblance of a smile as I picked him up, and he wrapped his legs around my hip on my right side. Once he settled in close, I held my left hand back out to Creed. “I’m ready.”
Creed squeezed my hand, then said, “They’re going to love you guys.” His gaze slid back and forth between Jakey and me.
Bobbing Jakey soothingly, I asked, “You ready to make new friends, buddy?”
Skeptical blue eyes met mine as he practically strangled me with the arm wrapped around my neck. As we approached the front door, his other hand rose up and rubbed my beard.
Creed flashed us both one last encouraging smile before knocking on the front door and opening it. “We’re here. You guys are decent, right?”
The adorable man from the bar appeared at the entranceway, frowning at Creed. “Don’t talk like that around the little one,” he scolded.
Creed glanced at me and Jakey again, rolling his eyes. Then said, “Logan, Jakey, I’d like you to meet my best friend in the world, Shane. Shane, these are the two amazing boys I’ve been telling you about.”
Shane’s brown eyes widened comically as they tracked from my feet all the way up my body. I had to be a foot taller than the slight man. “Boys?” Then his gaze rested on Jakey with a soft smile. “I’ve so been looking forward to meeting you, Jakey.” Quickly, his gaze darted back to my face, panicked. “Both of you, of course.”
An unexpected chuckle worked its way up and out of my mouth, and my whole body started relaxing at the fact he appeared just as nervous as me. “Don’t worry. We didn’t officially meet, but I did see you at the bar. I’d be more interested in meeting Jakey, too. He’s the coolest kid in town.”
Jakey scrunched his nose at me, obviously unimpressed, then went back to looking around curiously as Shane led us into the dining room. “Conrad will be right back in. Davis has him manning the grill today.”
Sounding horrified, Creed asked, “Will it be edible?”
I instantly remembered the tall, good looking older man as he strolled into the room with an ice bucket in one hand and a pitcher of what looked like lemonade in the other. He shot Creed an unimpressed look as he set the items on the table. “I’ll have you know that your brother’s become quite the grill master.”
“It’s true,” Shane said.
Davis moved to me and Jakey and held out his hand. “I’m Davis. Please don’t pay any attention to the rest of them today. They can get a little crazy.”
“Logan.” I shook his hand.
Then he held his considerably larger hand out to my nephew. “We’re so happy you’re here, Jakey. Shane went and bought you all kinds of things to do.”
Jakey eyed Davis’s hand with trepidation, but surprisingly, laid his hand on top of it in a lightning-fast motion before curling back into me and grabbing my beard.
“I heard you like fish and boats?” His gaze moved straight to Shane, and the man beamed proudly that he had my little one's attention.