Page 98 of Seven of Hearts

“Well, just for that little bit of attitude...” I gripped the seam on the hip of her underwear and pulled until the fabric tore.

“Logan!” she shrieked with a laugh.

I loved every iteration of my name on her lips. The soft, breathy version when she was turned on. The joy-filled giggle. Even the teary version I heard when she needed comfort. I wanted to hear every version of my name from her mouth because I wanted to experience every moment with her—the good, the bad, the hard and trying, and the conquering.

I quickly snapped the gusset of her panties in two and pushed the torn fabric out of the way. “You’re so wet for me,” I said as I teased her clit.

Leah’s gasping cry was sharp and soft all at once. “Right there. Please?—”

“Atta girl.” I squeezed her tit. “Get loud for me. I don’t want you to hold in a single one of those little sounds that I replay on my phone while I fuck my hand.”

She groaned, deep and desperate, as I toyed with her nipple.

“Maybe I’ll get your vibrator and hold it on your clit while I make you listen to that recording again. I’ll keep you on edge while you listen to how fucking dirty you sounded while you begged for my dick. Is that what you want, sweetheart? You want to be my dirty girl?”

Leah nodded quickly. “Yes,” she gasped. “But I want your dick.Now.”

I eased down the bed just a hair, my thick erection brushing down her ass before I notched it between her parted legs.

“I’m going to fill your pretty pussy, sweetheart.”

“Please.”

I pushed inside of her at an excruciatingly slow pace. Leah’s desperation was music to my ears. She tried to thrash, but I had her flush against my chest, trapped between me and the long pillow.

“Just stay still and I’ll make you feel so fucking good.” I settled deep inside of her and buried my nose in the back of her neck. “You’re so wet for me. Have you been this needy all day?”

Leah nodded.

“Baby...” I massaged her breasts. “It’s my job to keep you comfortable. If you need my cock inside of you, just ask.”

Leah whimpered as goosebumps flooded her skin. “I need you to fuck me.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I pulled back just enough to snap my hips and drive into her. Two, then three more thrusts, and she was sopping wet. “Goddamn,” I grunted. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Harder.”

I obliged, staving off my own release until she was squirming and begging in desperation. Her breasts bounced with each thrust.

“Are you gonna make a mess on my dick, honeybee? I’ve never felt you this wet.” I wrapped my hand around her throat, feeling her racing pulse throbbing.

“I needed this,” she gasped, her voice threadbare from the pressure of my palm.

“That’s my good girl. Take what you need. I want you to come for me.”

Our bodies were sticky and slicked with sweat, but the connection was something I had been craving. It was everything and more.

“I’m so close.”

I threaded my arm between our tangled legs and teased her clit, thumbing it back and forth until she was trembling. I let my release crash the moment that Leah shattered.

“There you go,” I soothed, holding her tight against my chest as she thrashed, riding out her orgasm.

Leah relaxed against me, melting into the nest of pillows. “That was...”

The dreamy haze across her eyes said it all. I kissed her temple, holding her against my chest as my dick softened inside of her until I pulled out.

“I need to clean up and change the sheets,” she whispered as she wiggled the pillows out from between her legs.

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