“Yes, Sir.”
A sharp slap stings against my clit, and I cry out, pleasure ripping through me as my pussy aches.
“That’s my good girl. You like it when I spank you, Sparrow? Like your sweet little cunt spanked?” he asks as he does it again.
My body bucks as a moan escapes me.
“Yes, Sir.”
He leans over me, pushing his cock into me as his mouth covers mine. I gasp against his lips as he begins fucking me hard against the desk. When he pulls away, his hand pinches my cheeks together, forcing my lips to pout.
“Such a pretty face. You’re beautiful, Sparrow, you know that? The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
I moan in response, because all I can do right now is just feel. Logan’s hand releases my cheeks, gently massaging one of them before he taps it. Like before, my pussy pulses and he groans.
“My woman likes it rough,” he rasps.
I nod.
“More!” I beg. “Give me more, Sir. Please.”
Rubbing my cheek a few times, he taps me again, hard enough to leave a sting behind before his hand is back, rubbing the sting away. A gasp rips out of me, and I squirm against him.I feel my orgasm just out of reach, my body violently trembling, desperate to fall over the edge.
Logan palms my cheek, warming it up once more before the hardest tap of them all comes. Just like that, I detonate. My vision blacks out briefly, and a scream I didn’t know I was capable of escapes me. I fall apart on top of his desk as he groans out his release, his cock pulsing inside me as he pushes in every last drop.
When we catch our breaths, his touch is tender. He gently cradles my jaw as he examines my cheek, leaning down to press a feather light kiss against it. I close my eyes at the feeling as he places another and another, slowly covering every inch of skin with soft, kind kisses.
“Thank you, Sparrow,” he murmurs against my skin.
“For what?” I ask softly.
He pulls back to look at me, shaking his head reverently.
“For trusting me so wholly. Your trust and obedience is a gift that I will never take for granted or waste.”
I smile at that, nodding softly. “I know.”
“I love you,” he says next, causing my heart to slow and my stomach to clench.
My mouth opens as I attempt to gather some words, any words, but I come up short.
His other hand lifts until he’s cradling my face gently as he speaks.
“It’s okay if you don’t say it, if you aren’t ready to hear it. I do, though. I’m in love with you, and I’ll be as patient as you need me to be until you’re right there with me.”
“Logan. I…we’re moving so fast. We just got together and?—”
“And I don’t know about you, but it feels like I’ve been waiting a lifetime to find you,” he finishes.
I stay quiet ashe continues.
“It’s illogical to think that I could love someone so soon, but I do, and I know it with every fiber of my being. I know it because when I’m with you, you’re like…gravity. You center me, ground me. I feel a pull towards you like my very existence depends on it. I can be intense, I know that. I can be obsessive over what I want, I know that too. But this? Us? We’re something special, Ari. Something once in a lifetime, and I don’t intend on living a second of it not being one hundred percent honest with you.”
His words are dizzying. I feel everything he feels. His confessions perfectly mirror the thoughts I’ve had in my mind but have been too scared to echo out loud. When I step back and look at everything with a clear head, it’s absolutely insane, but when I shut out the noise and focus on what I feel, what I want, everything just…fits.
“How can I be in love with you too?” I ask in a soft whisper.
Leaning down once more, he presses his lips to mine, what feels like fireworks exploding inside me as he pulls back, resting his forehead against my own.