“Feel good to force yourself on someone else?” I snarl. Logan arches an eyebrow and lets go of my dick. It falls against my stomach, hard and throbbing. “You look pretty into it to me.” “What part of no don’t you understand?” I struggle again, riled up. My dick just wants to come, but I want to do anything but. “Hmmm. You can be in denial all you want, but your dick wants me.” Logan grabs me up again, this time picking up the pace and stroking me in a brutal tempo. Pleasure wraps me up, and I feel my balls drawing up. “That’s a good boy. Grit your teeth for your master.”
