Watch Me

Title: Watch Me

Author: jjblazer

Email: jblazer@blazeplace.com

Website: www.blazeplacm
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Disclaimer: I don't own a thing, not a blessed thing

Archive Rights: Tell me where, I'll say yes

Feedback: Pretty please??

Rating: NC-17

Summary: PWP

Watch Me

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“You wanna what?” He tried to act like he didn’t know what she was talking about.

“You heard me.” She wasn’t about to let him off the hook.

Logan shifted uncomfortably on his back, a heavily muscled arm lying languidly on the pillow above his head. He frowned at her.

“Come on,” she chided. “Indulge me.”

Her voluptuous nude form sitting up next to him on their bed was hard to ignore. So was her request.

He sputtered. “Isn’t that your place?”

She quirked an eyebrow at him “My ‘place’? Heavens, Logan. Do you know how caveman that sounds?”

He blinked at her. Well, yeah, he guessed he did.

She reached and tugged the sheets from him, exposing his body to her in all its naked glory. She sighed and looked him over appreciatively. Mischief in her eyes, she said, “Well? You gonna get busy?”

“Christ, Marie!”

“Oh come on, ya big baby. You’ve made me do it.”

He frowned at her stubbornly. “That’s different”

“Oh really? And how’s that?”

Well, she had him there. He shut up for a second.

“’Cause – ‘cause when you do it, it’s beautiful.”

“You think it won’t be if you do it?”

He squirmed. “Marie – “

“Come on,” she perepered, leaning down to breathe into his ear. “Do it. For me?”

Christ, he was blushing. He could feel the heat rise in his face.

She continued to whisper in his ear. “I wanna see you get yourself off. Spectacularly. All over the place. I’ll even lick it off you afterwards, if you want me to.”

His heart gave him a nasty jolt. “Good God, darlin’. You’re gonna be the death of me, you know that?”

She sat back up with a tiny smile. “You love it and you know it.” She nudged his arm. “Come on. It’s not like you’re gonna be starting at square one.”

It was true. He couldn’t deny it. Just listening to what she wanted him to do, what she wanted to see, had started his heart hammering. He was hard before she’d pulled the sheets from him.

Knowing she wouldn’t let up until he gave her what she wanted, he took a breath and sorta brought his hand toward the vicinity of his crotch, but settled for finally just laying it on his stomach.

“Logan, it’s not like you don’t do this in the shower almost every chance you get.”

He looked at her in alarm. “How do you know ?” A?” Although this shouldn’t have surprised him in the least. She’d nearly caught him at it last Sunday.

“Well, come on you brainless twit! We have a glass shower door, remember? , it, it’s kinda rippley and doesn’t really let me get a good look at what you’re doing, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t tried to peek. Once or twice.” The suppressed mirth on her face very nearly shocked him.

“Christ, Marie!” She was proving to be far bolder in her sexual adventurousness than he would have ever thought possible. She was a virgin when she came to him not two months ago. Seemed like she was trying to catch up for lost time.

“Come on, Logan. I wanna see you lose it.” Her eyes were becoming bright and feverish. He was fiercely private about some things, lots of things, as a matter of fact, but he couldn’t deny her this if shntednted it so badly. And despite himself, the idea was beginning to excite him more than he thought it could.

She reached and lightly raked her nails up the insides of his thighs, one at a time. He jumped. “Jesus!”

Leaning down over his chest, she quickly tongued his nipple. That did it. He was so hard now it was beginning to be uncomfortable. And he knew she wasn’t going to help relieve him of his condition.

Licking her full lips, she sat back up. “And no fair closing your eyes. No hiding.”

Shit! He thought he’d be able to get away with that, at least. She wasn’t giving him an inch here. Well, screw that. He’d do this, but on his own terms. Sorta.

He took a gulp of air and reached to grasp himself. Almost luntluntarily, his eyes slammed shut at the same time. A groan escaped him. He began stroking himself, lightly. Creaking his eyes open just the slightest, the look on her face caused him to start stroking in earnest.

Her face was flushed, her eyes glued to his hand moving over his cock. Her breath had quickened, making her breasts jiggle just the slightest with her trembling.

He was suddenly so excited he couldn’t stand it. Jerking off furiously he started to gasp and shudder.

Her eyes darted to his flushed face. “Oh God, Logan. Go. Do it, baby.” She was obviously having a difficult time getting the words out of her mouth.

He was so close, so close, but he couldn’t do it; he couldn’t let go. He slowed the frantic pace of what he was doing. His eyes begging, he got her to lean down closer to his face. A choked whisper. “Marie. Marie, I can’t do this.”

She knew he was on the very brink of orgasm and he looked so desperate. But this woo moo much for him, too ‘revealing’ in some way. She suddenly felt badly for having asked to let her see him do this.

She swooped in and bit at his earlobe, making his gasp. “Tell me. Tell me what you need.”

He was panting, his muscles tensed and unyielding, everywhere. Still bringing himself unbearable pleasure with his own hand locked around his throbbing cock, he managed to choke out a plea.

“Lick me. Lick me, God, baby, please.”

He’d never begged for anything from a woman in his life. He was astonished he’d done so now, but he was desperate.

She obeyed instantly, scooting down to run her tongue over the tersely swollen glans. No longer alone in the act, under her watchful eyes, he could let himself go. And did he ever. The added stimulation of her tongue busily swirling on his most sensitive of flesh sent him into orbit. With a yell that was almost a scream, his climax hit him like a freight train. She wrapped her lips around the hot head of his cock and avidly sucked him as he shot burst after burst of scorching come into her mouth, jerking off into the back of her throat. It was the most mind-blowing orgasm he’d ever experienced.

Hardly able to believe what he’d just done, he started to come down though his heart continued to triphammer in his chest with the aftermath. His lungs burning for air, he struggled to breathe. He couldn’t stop shaking.

Marie half-sat back up, running her hand lightly over his heaving sweat-slicked chest. “Baby, you ok? Logan?”

He’d laid a hand over his face and the shaking suddenly increased. She was horrified, thinking she’d really really screwed up here, thinking she’d been way wrong to have pushed him into something he wasn’t ok with.

Then his hand moved away from his face and flopped to the bed. He was laughing. The son of a bitch was laughing! He had the goofiest, self-satisfied grin on his face.

She bolted upright. “Logan! Oh thank God. I thought – I thought you were upset.”

Upset? She thought he was upset? He was out of his fucking mind was what he was. He couldn’t stop grinning.

“Darlin’, you ever come up with any more bright ideas like that and I’m gonna spank the livin’ daylights outta you.”

She perked up immediately. “Really? You promise?”

Oh my God! She really was going to kill him.

Laughing hugely, he pulled her down into his arms. With a wicked growl he assured her that he did, indeed, promise.