friendly reminder that dustin is just as important in Heffron Drive as Kendall is.
|Song: ''What The Fuck''|
|Artist: Selena Gomez|
|Played: 25,098 times.|
For those reading my Maybe story I have a lot going on with school right now so ill be back to writing in a week, I hope yall dont mind. Love you!
Logan grabs a fist full of your hair as he thrusts harder into you, from behind, filling you to the hilt. Your heart is beating a mile a minute, the blood rushing in your ears as you feel the fourth climax he promised an hour or so ago rearing its head.
You desperately bite down on your lip, trying your hardest to stop the blood curling scream that has worked its way to your throat, from coming out. As Logan continues to pound you from behind, in the distant the banging of your neighbor’s mingle with the delicious sounds of your bodies slapping against each other.
"Yes!!", you grit out, feeling Logan’s lips, teeth and tongue on your shoulder blade. You’re sure he’s left a mark, but you continue to throw your body back against him. Needing to feel him fill you with the warmth of his seed.
"You like that?" He asks, placing his hand on the small of your back, "Arch your back, baby".
You follow his directions, instantly feeling him penetrate you deeper than ever before. He delivers thrust after thrust, picking up the speed.
The pounding at the front door grows louder as you scream out, “Give it to me, Logan. Give it to me muthafucka”.
Your body trembles as the amount of pain and pleasure has suddenly become to much for you to handle. Six straight hours, holed up in a hotel with Logan Henderson, after partying more than you’ve ever done in your life.
You’re positive something you drank was laced with an aphrodisiac because feel your juices running down your leg, staining the sheets.
Logan reaches between your thighs and parts your womanly folds. You hear him chuckle and whisper something incoherently, but you’re sure it was an arrogant remark about how wet he has you.
His thrusts grow faster. You groan as he takes your swollen clit between his index finger and thumb, and pulls on it. Massaging it.
"Whose is it?" He grunts.
You look back with a satisfied smile and practically scream, “Daddy it’s yours.”
Logan chuckles once again and delivers a stinging smack to your butt.
Your body quakes. “Daddy, I’m cumming!!!”
Logan thrusts harder, spilling himself inside of you. The sound of his grunts, your screams, and the threatening taunts of your neighbors were the last thing you heard before falling asleep with Logan buried inside of you.
narrowing down my “type” of guy is really hard because one second i’ll see a guy that’s clean shaven in a button down with the sleeves rolled and be like WHOA and the next i’ll see a guy with a full sleeve beanie and scruff and be like WHOA
Sweet baby Jesus. The cold was worth it. I love him.
Heffron Drive - Don’t Wake Me Up cover
credit to Kimichael7 on YouTube