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My new religion.

And I intended to worship her every day.

“So, did you learn anything?” she finally asked in a sexy raspy voice that had my dick ready to go all over again. She sat up, her arms behind her, breasts jutting out in a way that had my mouth watering.

I wondered how much of her movements were a result of practice, or if she was naturally that sensual. Either way I didn’t care.

“So much. I’m going to get an A-plus next time…that’s a promise.”

Sloane grinned, watching me as I got up and walked into the bathroom. I cleaned myself up before I stripped off the rest of my clothes and came back into the bedroom.

“What are you doing?” she asked as I slid into the bed and pulled her close to me.

“We’re cuddling, Sloane. It’s an epic love story kind of thing.”

“Oh,” she said, her body stiff at first as I curled myself around her, my already hard cock poking into her skin. “You need help with that? Or we could have sex,” she suggested, pressing back and torturing me as she moved against me.

Yes. I definitely wanted help with that. And I definitely wanted sex.

But not tonight.

“Go to sleep, Sloane,” I murmured, memorizing what had to be one of the best moments of my life.

“And when we wake up, I’m going to make you come.”

“I think I might believe you,” she whispered.

I squeezed her. “I’m going to keep going until you do.”

Between the game and the epic orgasm, my eyes were already sliding closed, but I was pretty sure the last words I heard before I fell asleep?—

“That’s what I’m afraid of…”

CHAPTER18

SLOANE

Iwoke up, orgasming. Logan was braced on his forearms in between my legs, licking and sucking my clit.

“Ohhh,” I whimpered, pleasure surging through me as I writhed against his tongue.

I was gasping for breath as I came down, and he looked up at me with hooded eyes, his lips shiny with my arousal as he smirked at me.

“Good morning,” he groaned. “Hope this is okay…I had to taste you. I’ve been thinking about eating this sweet pussy all night.” He licked slowly up my slit, circling my clit as two of his fingers pushed inside me.

It felt…so good. How had he done that? And while I was asleep?

I stared at him in amazement…and a little awe…as his fingers lazily slid in and out. Like he was just playing with me.

“Round two.” He hummed, withdrawing his fingers and pushing my thighs farther apart as he suddenly sucked on my clit.

“I can’t wait to get inside this gorgeous pussy,” he growled, holding me still as I squirmed against his mouth. His tongue pushed inside my core, and I whimpered as he hit that perfect spot I’d heard about but never experienced for myself.

This was some kind of witchcraft. Last night had been hot, but I hadn’t really believed he could do it.

But he definitely was.

Logan shoved one of my legs over his shoulder, moaning into my slit as his mouth moved back to my clit, and he slid three huge fingers inside me.

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