Blaze’s smile was slow and lazy. “Oh my. You have quite a problem there. Let me help you with that.”
Logan shivered at the touch of Blaze’s hands as he freed the pants and wrapped a warm hand around his erection. He drew in a shaky breath. “That feels so much better than stroking my arm. So very much better.”
Blaze knelt, drew Logan’s tip into his mouth, swirled his tongue around it, and then pulled his lips back and forward over the sensitive underlip several times. When he grazed it with his teeth, desire swamped Logan. He braced his hands on Blaze’s shoulders and gave in to the quick crescendo building in his groin. His knees went weak and his entire body trembled with the need for release as waves of excitement ran amok in his body. Every nerve ending tingled, and when he’d reach the apex, he said, his voice husky, “Don’t stop unless you don’t want a mouthful. I’m on the brink.”