Date: 2009-12-10 12:49 am (UTC)
"I love it. Love how you feel. How you fuck me. How you take it when you want it," he gasped. "Your cock...I think about it all the time. In my mouth. Hand. Ass. You fuck me so good. God, yeah...like that. Feels so- sogood."

He kept babbling, breathless and desperate words that huffed out every time Logan sank deep. Braced on the rug with the fire warming them, Jack opened his eyes to see the tree and the twinkling lights. And the window.

The thought that someone could be watching them from outside nearly made him come undone then and there.
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