“You fucking…maple syruped me!” I’m panting, and I can’t fucking help it. My whole body feels electric. “Weenie drizzle.” “What?” “I prefer to call it weenie drizzle.” Logan grins and goes back to licking me, tracing soft patterns up my skin. “I,” I’m panting, and I need to distract him. Distract him from how much this is affecting me. “I hate being sticky.” “Well, you won’t be sticky for long.” He opens his mouth right under my dick, and it feels like my whole body locks up. He looks up at me and smiles, and it feels like the whole world freezes. Logan is under me, his mouth is an inch from
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