Make Me (The Silent Hollow, #2)

by Alina May

“You suffer so sweetly for me.” He grins meanly up at me, and I tense. Then, Logan kisses the tip of my dick and moves as if he’s going to stand up. “What–” I pant. Is he just going to leave me hanging? Edge me until right before I come and then just…go? “Hmmm?” Logan looks up at me. “Oh, sorry, did you want to come?” Heat flushes across my cheeks. He laughs. The fucker laughs. But then, he strokes his hand up and down my dick, instantly providing relief. I bite back a groan. “Beg.” “What?” I snap my gaze to him. Logan grins. “Beg.” And, to my horror, my drunk brain wants to. Because yes, now I’m drunk. I have to be. Logan sees my hesitation, and I bark out, “Fuck you.” Immediately, he loosens his grip on me, taking away the friction I need. I hiss, batting his hand away and trying to do it myself. “No.” He yanks my hands away, and suddenly, my dick is in his mouth. But he doesn’t suck; instead, he lightly rakes his teeth down it. “Beg.” ‘Do it!’ Buffalo’s voice is in my ear. And he’s screaming. ‘Are you fucking kidding me? Just do it!’