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ready for this, but she was going to plunge in anyway. “May I have you, Sir? Please?”
    “Excellent.” He moved his hand. “Undo my jeans.”
    Evelyn was happy to see there was no zipper. The buttons were easy to maneuver, and she soon had his fly open.
    “Take me out, carefully.”
    Evelyn inched his jeans down a little, just enough for Logan’s dick to pop free. He was the perfect size, not too long and not too short, and just thick enough that she knew he would fill her in all the right places.
    She lowered her head to take him into her mouth, crying out when he grabbed her hair.
    “Do you have permission for that?”
    “But you said…” She started to say he’d said to suck, but realized he hadn’t. He’d said excellent, and that was all. She needed to listen more carefully in the future. He let go of her hair, and the dark look from earlier was even darker.
    “Ask if you can take me in your mouth.”
    She did as he asked, word for word, adding Sir Logan at the end. His answer was like a kick in the stomach.
    “No.” He glared down at her. “You may lick, but nothing else. In the future, you’ll remember to ask for permission before you start anything like that. Do I make myself clear?”
    “Yes, Sir Logan.” Evelyn wanted to scream in delight. This was what she’d wanted with Carl, what they had in the beginning. He’d ordered her to follow his directions, told her what she could and couldn’t do. But it had all gone to hell so quickly. She hoped that didn’t happen with Logan.
    She licked him greedily, savoring the male taste of him. She ran her tongue up and down his shaft, bathing him with her tongue. From time to time, she played with his slit, the salty flavor giving her a preview of her reward in the end.
    This was so wicked, so wonderful, but she wanted more.
    “May I suck, please?”
    “You may not.”
    “Why?”
    “Because you’re being a whiney little baby,” Logan said, sounding as if he were talking to a spoiled brat. “Show me how much you want it. Scoot away from me, put your hands behind your back, and hang your head until I give you permission to look at my dick again.”
    Evelyn scrambled to do as he said. Her body hummed with need, but she kept her gaze down, her hands clasped behind her back. She couldn’t hear him moving, so she didn’t think he was playing with his dick.
    “I like the way you obey, Inky.”
    “Thank you, Sir Logan.”
    “You’re a true submissive.”
    Evelyn wasn’t sure what the proper response was, so she kept her mouth shut.
    “You can come back to me now and take me in your mouth. You can even use your hands if you like. Blow me until I come and swallow as much as you can.”
    “Yes, Sir Logan.” Evelyn made quick work of his instructions. She took his hard length into her mouth, sucking him as deeply as she could, holding him there until she thought her lungs would burst. Then she let him go, sucked in several deep breaths, and did it all over again.
    After two rounds of it, she decided to change things up, so she used one hand as an extension, rotating it ever so slowly as she sucked the top half of his prick. With her other hand she gently massaged his balls; from time to time she lightly ran her finger up and down the ridge.
    All the while she listened to his breathing, knowing it would tell her when he was close to the edge. It didn’t take long before his shallow, labored breathing told her what she wanted to know.
    She tightened the grip on his shaft and tongued his slit. When she felt his dick pulse in her hand, she closed her mouth partway down his shaft and savored the salty taste of his cum as it hit the back of her mouth.
    Evelyn couldn’t take as much as she wanted, though, and some of it hit her chin as she moved her mouth and coughed. A few jets splattered on his jeans.
    The whole time, Logan stroked her hair and murmured what a good slut she was, even as she apologized for spoiling his jeans. It made her already aroused