Jack moved faster, his smacks more precise. He kept shoving Logan down to the mattress every chance he got, but it was rare as he slapped away quick hands and rough knees. He rolled and twisted again and got the upper hand for a half-second. It was all he needed. He put a firm hand in the middle of Logan's back and shoved him, face down, onto the bed and made a grab for the back of the man's neck to hold him in place.
"Stop!" he barked. "You're going to fucking love this."
He sucked his finger loudly for a moment, then the wet digit wormed its way in between Logan's cheeks, fighting clenched muscle every millimeter.
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Date: 2008-12-22 05:12 am (UTC)"Stop!" he barked. "You're going to fucking love this."
He sucked his finger loudly for a moment, then the wet digit wormed its way in between Logan's cheeks, fighting clenched muscle every millimeter.