Page 57 of Beary In Love

Serena blushed, a small smile playing on her lips. "You always did know how to make a girl feel special," she teased, her fingers threading through his dark, messy hair.

With skilled hands, he slowly unbuttoned her wine-colored blouse, revealing the lacey bra beneath. His eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her, and Serena felt a surge of confidence. This was Logan - the man who had once held her heart, who was now holding her with such reverence.

He cupped her breasts in his hands, his thumbs circling her nipples through the delicate fabric until they pebbled beneathhis touch. Serena arched into his caress, a soft moan escaping her lips as he leaned down to replace his hands with his mouth, teasing her through the lace.

"Logan," she gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets beside her.

His response was a low, approving growl that vibrated against her skin, sending ripples of pleasure straight to her core. He continued his descent, his hands sliding down her torso to the waistband of her jeans. With deliberate slowness, he peeled the denim away from her skin, taking her panties with them, until she lay bare before him.

Serena's breath came in short, sharp pants as he explored her with a tenderness that was entirely new to her. This wasn't the impassioned fury of youth; this was the measured, worshipful touch of a man who knew exactly what he wanted and was in no hurry to claim it.

As his fingers danced lightly over her most sensitive areas, Serena's body responded with an intensity that left her breathless. She could feel the heat building within her, a slow burn that threatened to consume her.

"You're so responsive," Logan breathed against her leg, his voice thick with desire.

"It's all you," Serena admitted, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "I've never felt like this with anyone else."

He flashed her a hungry grin before lowering his head once more, his tongue replacing his fingers in a maddeningly slow exploration that had her writhing beneath him. Serena's world narrowed to the point where his mouth met her skin, every nerve ending alight with sensation.

As the pleasure built to an almost unbearable crescendo, Serena's thoughts scattered, replaced by a singular focus on the man who was unraveling her with exquisite care. Shesurrendered to the moment, to the waves of ecstasy that washed over her as Logan coaxed her to the edge and beyond.

Serena's body still hummed from the aftershocks of her first orgasm when Logan's mouth returned to her, his tongue tracing slow, languid circles around her most sensitive spot. She gasped as his fingers joined in, sliding inside her with a maddeningly slow rhythm that stoked the fire within her to new heights.

"Logan," she moaned, her hands fisting the bedsheets.

He chuckled against her, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through her. "You like that, huh?"

"You know I do," she panted.

His fingers curled inside her, finding that perfect spot that made her see stars. "And this?"

"Yes," she hissed, her hips bucking against his hand. "Don't stop."

"Wasn't planning on it," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin.

Serena's mind reeled as he increased the pressure, his fingers moving with a purpose that left no room for doubt.

As he coaxed her closer and closer to the edge again, her body tensed, anticipation building with each skillful stroke. She could feel the pressure mounting again, a tide of pleasure that threatened to sweep her away completely.

Her second orgasm soon hit her, violent and all-consuming. She cried out, her body arching off the bed as wave after wave of pure ecstasy crashed over her.

Logan slowed his movements, drawing out her pleasure until she was utterly spent. He placed a gentle kiss on her inner thigh before crawling up to join her on the bed.

Serena laid there on the bed, her breathing slowing as she came down from the high of her second orgasm. She turned to look at Logan, who now lay beside her with that grin on his face that drove her wild.

"That felt absolutely amazing," she said.

Logan's grin widened, his eyes sparkling with pride. "I'm glad you think so," he replied, his deep voice sending a fresh wave of desire coursing through her.

Feeling bold, Serena leaned in and captured his lips in a searing kiss. As their tongues danced, she could feel his arousal pressing against her thigh, and a thrill of anticipation shot through her. She pulled back slightly, her eyes locking with his as she began to undress him, her fingers quickly undoing the buttons of his shirt before sliding it off his broad shoulders.

Her hands explored the contours of his muscular chest, her fingertips tracing the lines of his chiseled abdomen. She could feel the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath her palm, a testament to the raw power that lay just beneath the surface of his skin.

As she reached for the waistband of his jeans, Logan placed a hand over hers, stopping her momentarily. "Let me," he said, his voice husky with desire. He quickly shed the rest of his clothes, revealing his large member, which stood at attention, ready for her.

Serena's breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight of him. Even after all the time that’s passed, he still managed to take her breath away. She reached out to touch him, her fingers wrapping around his girth, and he let out a low groan of pleasure.

"Come here," he said, his voice barely more than a growl. He guided her to straddle him, his hands gripping her hips as she positioned herself over him.

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