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Logan

Beth is looking down at me, concern on her face. I don’t have time to waste on concern. I need her lips on mine. I pick her up and flip her onto the bed, positioning her beneath me.

I kiss her. Taste her mouth, lick the cherry lip gloss from her lips. It’s all so familiar. The sweetness of her juices, the flavor of her lips. The feel of her body laid out under mine.

She tilts her hips and rubs her slick folds along my length. From the tip of my cock to the hilt she covers me with her wetness.

“I’m going to love you now. I’m going to fill your pussy with my cock until you have no doubt that I’ll always love you. That there’s nothing in this world that can stop me from loving you.”

“I already know that,” she whispers. “I already know.”

I plunge into her. Her pussy is so tight that it fists my length and clamps down hard. I shout out, the heaven of her around me…“God, Beth.” I slowly pull out, angry that I have to move in her, that I can’t not move. A force is driving me. The slickness of her, the wetness of her, the ever-loving tightness. Fuck.

“Logan,” she gasps. “Logan.”

I’m rocking out, but damnit I hate it, so I slam myself back in. Her juices blanket me and her pussy welcomes me in. I rock out again, it’s becoming a dance, one of heaven and hell. Lightness and dark.

My cock throbs inside her, fat and thick and aching to cum. To claim her as mine for the rest of forever.

“I can’t be gentle,” I warn her. “I can’t be gentle anymore.”

She sends her nails down my back and claws at my skin. “Then don’t,” she breathes. Her hands scratch me and she shoves her pussy hard against me. Shoving me deeper than I thought I could go.

I shout out. Her pussy grabs me, fucking clenches down hard, and she starts to fuck me. Hard. I lose it. Lose any semblance of control. I slam my cock into her, claiming her, working my length through her folds, her lips, her tight walls, hitting the back of her so that every inch of her knows me, will never forget me, will always be mine.

Her pussy is milking me, begging me to cum in her. Beth is panting, crying out, scratching her nails down my back. I can’t stop, I won’t stop.

I plunge into her. Plunge deep. Deeper. Deeper than I’ve ever gone before.

Damnit, I love this woman with all my soul. I love her with everything I am.

I shout out. The cum, hanging in my aching balls, dying to get out of me, barrels up my length and shoots like a fucking cannon out of my cock. I bury myself in Beth. Bury myself deep. Darkness surrounds me, covers me, until the only thing that exists is me and her. She’s crying my name and I’m crying hers, my cock deep inside her and her pussy fucking me, holding me with her. I shout out. Explode. And in the dark, that explosion brings the light.

“Logan,” she calls out, “Logan.”

I empty myself into her, and all the darkness that I carried with me for the past five years recedes. She kisses me and I kiss her back.

“You remember?” she asks as I pull her into my side, our hands tangled together. I think we lay like this before. In the past.

“No,” I say.

“Oh, I was really hoping my amnesia cure of amazing, mind-blowing sex was going to work.” She looks at me from under her eyelashes, and I tilt her chin up and press a firm kiss to her lips.

It doesn’t matter if I don’t remember. “I’m going to marry you in the morning. We’re going to the courthouse. I’m not waiting another day.”

She burrows herself into my side and lays her head over my heart.

“Good.” She grins at me and I swear I see stars in her eyes.

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