Page 32 of Candy Canes & Peppermint Kisses

It felt… so good.

And surprising myself, I gently pushed back on his chest so he was no longer pressed against mine. I rose up a little so I could see what he was doing, where he was logged. I looked down the length of my body and watched as his cock came into view, the glossy length streaked with blood.

He groaned, and I snapped my eyes to his face, seeing this heavy-lidded look in his expression.

“You like that?” he asked, still keeping that steady pace of his. “You like seeing where I'm at?”

I licked my lips and nodded.

“Does it turn you on knowing where we’re connected right now, Blythe?”

My breath caught, and I nodded again before lowering my focus back down to where his cock disappeared into my body, then reemerged. Disappeared again. Reemerged.

He pumped his hips in and out, his pace staying the same, but after long seconds, I felt him become more aggressive, his passion taking control.

“Blythe,” he groaned. “I’m sorry,” he whispered and closed his eyes. “I’m trying to go slow, to be easy?—”

“Don’t hold back.” I was surprised by the words that spilled from me, cutting him off. “Just fuck me, make love to me, and be with me.”

His chest seized up tight, the muscles coming into view as he rolled his hips back and forth, fucking me so all I could do was hold on and take all of him.

He stretched me so good, and the burn of it was still there, but I didn’t want it to end. That discomfort made my pleasure soar higher. My arousal pumped through me, the overabundance of adrenaline and desire making me feel high and drunk and like I was no longer in my own body.

My pussy sucked at his cock, his big dick stretching me wide, making me feel like I was going over the edge again and again until it was maddening, and I accepted that I’d never be the same after him.

He tore me in two, split me in half… and still I wanted more. Ineededit.

The breath left me in uneven gasps, my breasts bouncing as he rocked into me. I sought more of that delicious burn I knew only Logan could give me.

Thatclap, clap, clapof his skin meeting mine set me off and had the world fading.

I came for him in an explosion of colors and inhuman sounds of lust leaving me. My orgasm rushed forward, and I felt the world disappear, but not before he grew impossibly harder in my body.

“Don’t stop,” I heard myself shout out. “God. Never. Stop.” I was crying, the pleasure so great I couldn’t control my emotions.

“Never,” he breathed out, his voice tight in his arousal. “I’ll never stop where you’re concerned.”

I didn’t want to stop it. I never wanted this to end.

I felt my orgasm start to dwindle, but the pleasure stayed at the forefront.

“Look at me,” Logan demanded, and I forced my eyes open. “Keep those baby blues trained right on me, pretty girl.” His jaw was clenched tight, as if he was trying to hold off the inevitable.

“Let go,” I whispered. “Let go for me. Fill me up.”

His eyes widened briefly before he growled.

I used my inner muscles to clamp down around his cock, a very male, very sexy and vulgar curse leaving him. It was clear he was right at the edge, that it wouldn’t take much to make him go over. And I wanted to witness that so badly. Even though I’d climaxed twice already, I felt another mind-blowing orgasm building inside me.

And then with a deep-rooted sound of need coming from Logan, my world tipped upside down. I found myself hovering over him, Logan beneath me, flat on the bed, my legs spread on either side of his muscular body. I straddled him, my hands on his pectoral muscles to steady myself. I stared down at this harshly beautiful man and moaned when his cock jerked between us.

“Put me back inside,” he demanded in a guttural voice. “Grab it and shove it deep in your pussy.”

His fingers were digging deep into the skin of my hips, and I knew there would be bruises tomorrow. Good, I wanted his mark. I wanted the proof that this night actually happened covering my flesh, but also deep in me, his cum filling me up.

I wanted his mark on me andinme.

And I did just that, curled my hand around his cock, rose up on my knees so I could place the tip at my hole. Without waiting, I sank down, down, down, taking all of him, feeling that stretch and burn, that sensation of him spitting me in two. It was the most incredible feeling.

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