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She shifts and moans, her body jerking as I slowly remove my fingers, but I bring her down as steadily as I can, continuing to lick and suck at her clit long after her orgasm has ended.
When I rise up onto the bed, she lazily wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me, deep and lustful, her tongue stroking mine in a way that feels almost indecent.
“I love how I taste on your lips,” she tells me, and then her hand drifts down between us and presses against where I’m rock hard and desperate for her. “Can I suck you off?”
I groan, falling back against the bed and tugging my shirt off.
“That’s a yes,” she says on a giggle, her hands finding the hem of my boxers and tugging them off so I spring free.
Then her mouth is on me, the wet heat of her surrounding my dick so quickly I nearly come just from the shock of it.
“Oh fuck,” I cry out, gripping the bedding as she bobs up and down, stroking my balls and moaning like I’m doinghera favor by letting her do this.
It doesn’t take very long, my orgasm surging through me until I come in her mouth. Like the last time she had me between her lips, Paige swallows every drop, her tongue stroking all over to lick me clean.
“That was amazing,” I tell her as we both crawl under the covers and she tucks her naked body in against mine.
I’m sure my words come out in an exhausted mumble, but I guess Paige understands me because I can feel her giggling into my chest.
“Always happy to help, captain.”
Chuckling, I wrap my arms around her and bring her in tight against me, wondering as I doze off if I’ve ever felt anything as amazing as this.
CHAPTER15
PAIGE
When we wake the following morning, I’m happily surprised to feel Logan’s arms wrapped around me, holding my body tight to his. I guess I assumed Logan would be the type to already be up and moving around, his desire to move the physical part of our relationship at a slower pace prompting him to put actual space between us.
But at the feeling of my naked body pressed back against his, I try to keep completely still, not wanting to ruin the moment.
“I know you’re awake,” his voice grumbles into my ear.
I giggle, enjoying the way his short beard tickles against the skin on my neck.
“How did you know?”
He snorts. “Because you snore, and it came to a stop when you woke up.”
My eyes widen and I rotate in his arms so we’re face-to-face.
“I donotsnore.”
Logan smiles sleepily at me, his eyes only barely cracked open.
“You most certainly do.”
But before I can protest, his hands slip down and grip my bare bottom, squeezing slightly and tugging me in against his hard dick.
I moan, my hands beginning to do their own bit of exploring as they coast lightly over his warm skin, dipping with his muscles and stroking along his hips.
“We should probably get up,” Logan says. “I have some fun planned for us today.”
And then he leans in and presses his lips to mine for a chaste kiss.
When he pulls back to look at me, he laughs at my pouty bottom lip.
“No birthday cake?” I ask, blinking dramatically.
