“I haven’t done anything to hurt you,” Logan says as I continue sliding my hand over his cock, my lips move up toward his ear and I bite down on the lobe. “But you will.” Logan shudders against me, his hips thrusting up as his fingers tighten against me. “Never,” he breathes, but it’s all lies. I’ve heard that before. Guys like Logan do not fall for guys like me. I’m always the one that gets hurt, and Logan wouldn’t mean it, but he’d do it all the same.
