Page 140 of My Destiny
“I need more,” I say, pushing my pelvis towards his face. “Yes.” I throw my head back and moan loudly as he slides two fingers inside. My legs threaten to collapse underneath me as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced reaches its peak, making my entire body convulse.
Before I even come back down to earth, Logan lifts me off the ground and, backs me into a wall. His mouth crashes into mine, and I can taste myself on his lips. “I need to be inside you.” He removes the blindfold from my eyes before pulling down his zipper and plunging himself deep inside me in one swift movement.
This isn’t love making; it’s raw, unadulterated fucking. He’s like a savage animal as he impales me over and over. It feels so good, I can already feel my second orgasm of the night building.
“Fuck me harder,” I beg. He draws his face back and grins. I can see the pure lust in his smouldering emerald eyes. I’ve never spoken to him like that before, but like him, I can’t seem to get enough.
Clutching my hips, his fingers dig roughly into my flesh as he somehow manages to pick up the pace. “Fuck,” he grates out. Seconds later, he withdraws from me and ejaculates all over my stomach. His breathing is rapid, as he rests his forehead against mine, trying to get air into his lungs. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Not at all.”
He rests his forehead against mine. “I don’t know what came over me.”
“I don’t know either, but I liked it.”
“I liked it too,” he chuckles. He carries me towards the bed and gently lays me down. “Are you sure I didn’t hurt you?” I smile when I see he’s still fully dressed, apart from the zipper on his trousers being down.
“I’m fine, honestly. I want to do it all again.”
He wastes no time stripping down. “You blow my mind,” he says, joining me on the bed.
“This mattress feels different, softer. Or maybe I’m just used to your bed now.”
He turns to face me. “I bought a new one.”
“You did? Why? The other one was almost new.”
“Because I didn’t want you to sleep in a bed that you may have shared with another man.”
Pushing him onto his back, I straddle his lap. “Nobody else shared my bed. I haven’t been with anyone since I moved back to Sydney, except you.”
“I’m glad,” he says, looking relieved. “You bring out a side of me that I never knew existed.”
“What do you mean?”
“I guess you could call it…” He pauses for a moment.
“Call it what?”
“My jealous side.” He sighs. “I know you have a past, babe—we both do—but just thinking about another man having his hands on you makes me all kinds of crazy.”
“That’s sweet,” I say. “In a caveman kind a way.”
“I’ve just never loved someone like I love you. I don’t know any other way to explain it.”
“I understand. I feel like that too. That day when we ran into Amanda, I wanted to scratch her eyes out.”
He chuckles at my comment. “As I told you many times, she’s no threat to you. You’re all I want.”
“You’re all I want too. Andyes,by the way.”
“Yes?” He gives me a puzzled look.
“Yes, I’ll move in with you.”
“You will?” He flips me onto my back and covers my body with his.
“It’s been on my mind a lot lately. I know we haven’t been together that long, but the truth is, I’m at my happiest when I’m with you.”
