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And fuck, saying it out loud made him impossibly harder. He could almost come just looking at her, telling her what he needed to do to her.

Yeah.Needto do to her.

“But more than that, Rubi, I need you to get me out of these cuffs and let me fucking take you like the beast I am right now. The beast you created.”

She smiled as she climbed on top of him. His cock pulsed as she lowered her body over his, as she leaned down and pressed her lush, bare tits against his chest. He waited, holding a breath, for her to position her pussy over his throbbing flesh. But instead, she reached up and released him from the cuffs.

The moment he was out of them he flipped her onto her back, but just fucking her on the bed wasn’t going to be enough. He was too desperate to be inside her, and he needed it to be rough, to let some of the tension out that had built inside him. He got tohis feet, picked her up, and slammed her back against the wall, then wrapped her legs around his waist.

“Oh! Logan, yes!”

Her arms were tight around his neck, hanging on to him, and he kissed her mouth, sucked the delicate skin at her throat, then bit in as he rammed his cock into her wet cunt.

He started to thrust, hard and fast, out of control. Driven by pleasure, by a need so powerful, as sharp as the keen edge of a knife. All he could do was plow into her, kiss her, bite into her skin as his fingers dug into the fine flesh of her ass.

She clung to him, her cunt squeezing tight around his driving shaft as she climaxed, and he knew he couldn’t hold on one moment longer.

“Ah, Logan! Yessssssss!”

He was coming with her, pleasure an electrical surge through his body. A storm of sensation hammering into him as he pounded into her.

“Yessss, baby!” he yelled, his throat raw.

He kept slamming his cock into her, wanting to milk their orgasms, hers and his, of every last drop. Finally, his legs shaking, he moved them back to the bed, where he fell on top of her, still inside her, still shivering with aftershocks. She was wrapped around him so tight, but he fucking loved it. He never wanted to let her go.

“Jesus, babe. That was… something else.”

“Yes,” she said, her voice gorgeously breathless. “That’s what it’s like when you let yourself go.”

“Ah, tricky girl.”

“I might still have a few tricks up my sleeve, even after all these years.”

“Yeah, you do.”

CHAPTER 8

They’d been at Rawhide Ranch for almost two weeks, and the changes Rubi saw in their relationship were amazing. They were so much more connected. Definitely more raw and honest with each other. And their Dungeon play was a big part of it, not only because of the things they were doing together, but because of the dynamic that guided it all. Their scenes were incredible—sensual and bonding—and just morefunthan she’d had in years. And the resulting sex was off the charts.

She’d met with Catherine a few more times, had great talks with Claudia and Reese, and she knew Logan had talked with Master Derek a few times, that he’d become a friend. But it was more than those external parts of their time at the Ranch. More than the two of them practicing kink again.

Things had shifted, and their relationship was sort of beginning to reshape itself. Or, they were reshaping it together. She could see the effort Logan had begun to make, and continued to make. The afternoon she’d seduced him and taken over in the bedroom had been a good move, an important one, and he’d learned to let go a lot since then—mostly during sex, and in the intimacy of some of their conversations. But there was still a very deep part of him he was holding back, and she wasn’tsure what more it would take. All she knew was they needed to do more work together, and with just over a week left of their trip, she was beginning to worry there wouldn’t be enough time. If it weren’t for the BDSM class they were attending this afternoon, she might have felt they’d hit a wall as far as how much they could accomplish at the Ranch. But Claudia and Reese had told her the workshop presenter, Arrow, was ex-military, so she knew his words would hold extra weight with Logan.

“Hey, babe,” Logan called as he came out of the bathroom, his hair damp from his shower, and bare other than the towel he had wrapped around his hips. “You look damn good in that silky little robe. Wanna take it off for me?”

God, my husband is so hot.

“Do we have time?” she asked even as a shiver of desire went through her.

He moved in close and tucked her hair behind her ear, then brushed her lips with his. “Time for me to lick your sweet pussy until you come in my mouth,” he said, his voice low and full of gravel.

“Oh…”

He slipped the robe from her shoulders and gently laid her on the side of the bed, her legs hanging off the edge, then he got down on his knees between her thighs. He pushed her knees up so that her feet rested on the edge of the bed, opening her to him, then leaned in to blow his warm breath over her already-hardening clit. Need went from a small ripple to a powerful tide in a split second, and she was wet instantly.

He began to gently brush his fingertips over her folds, then massaged them more firmly while pleasure rose inside her. There were goosebumps all over skin; not from being cold, but from pure excitement as he teased her body.

“Hard and fast for now, babygirl,” he told her before diving right in.

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