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He continues with his tongue for a while, and it feels so good, but I miss the sensation of him inside me. He seems to hear my thoughts because moments later, his tongue is replaced by his rock hard cock. He pushes inside me and I can’t help but scream in ecstasy. It just feels too good to keep quiet. I never expected to lose my virginity like this, fucked long and hard from behind, but I love it. The kinkiness I always knew was within me is coming out to play. Someday, I might have some romantic experience with Logan where we look one another in the eyes and confess our love while he enters me, but today is not that day. And that suits me just fine.

His grip on me is hard and hot. I push up against him, allowing him deeper than before. I may not be able to see him, but he makes appreciative noises every now and then, so I guess he’s enjoying this as much as I am. And then suddenly, he begins to pant harder and I know it’s his turn to come. I clench myself around him and he cries out, releasing himself while still inside me. He almost collapses against me, panting hard with his hand still gripping my waist. Then, slowly, his spare hand moves to my clit from behind, his cock still inside me. He teases it gently for a few moments and that’s all it takes to make me climax one final time. As I collapse on the bed, he finally moves away from me, satisfied with how this has ended.

I turn over so that I can see Logan’s face. He looks so good right now, his hair disheveled and his cheeks a little red. Catching me looking, he crawls on top of me and strokes my hair off my face.

“Was that okay?” he asks gently. It’s so strange to hear him be so gentle after that, but I love that there are two sides to him. Just like there are two sides to me as well. I lean up to kiss his lips softly.

“It was perfect,” I murmur. “I only wish we could do it all over again.”

Logan laughs, shaking his head at me. “Another night, babe. We have plenty of time.”

My heart is racing. Does that mean he plans to do this again? Does that mean he wants to keep seeing me? It feels needy to ask, especially considering this is technically only our first date, but I want to know. I guess I should trust my gut. And right now, it’s telling me that things are going pretty damn well.

“Shall we have another glass of champagne?” Logan asks with a warm smile and a funny British accent that’s what I guess you would call posh…it matches the opulent room, no doubt. I can’t help smiling back…when he does it, it’s infectious.

“I think that’s wise.”

“You get yourself into bed. I’ll bring it to you.”

I feel like a princess as he disappears into the bathroom to get me a glass of champagne, and I crawl under the covers. He’s treating me so well, and I’m not used to this, especially not with a guy other than my brother. Not to mention the way my brother treats me well is a whole different ball of wax, in a completely different context. This is something way, way different.

I pull the covers up over my naked chest, feeling exposed now that it’s all over. Which is ridiculous, because I just literally gave Logan everything. My virginity, my body, my emotions. Him seeing me naked should never be a problem again. And yet, in the aftermath, I feel shy again. I guess it’s a little nerve-wracking, not knowing what’s coming next.

But I shouldn’t be worrying. When Logan returns, still completely naked, he’s holding two glasses in his hands. My eyes drag over his toned torso to his huge cock. It’s hard to believe he was inside me only minutes ago.

“My eyes are up here,” Logan teases as he hands me a glass. I blush.

“I’m sorry-”

“I’m just teasing you, babe. Relax. Take it easy.”

I wish it was as easy as that. Logan slides into bed next to me and puts an arm around my shoulders, pulling me in closer to his chest. I snuggle into him, glad for the affection. It makes me feel more certain that this is real, and not just some amazing dream. He kisses my cheek and nudges his glass to clink against mine.

“To us.”

I can’t help, but smile, my chest filled with warmth. “To us.”

CHAPTER 19

Logan

Perfection. That’s what I feel the moment I open my eyes this morning. I’m still riding the high of last night, and waking up next to my beautiful woman makes it feel even sweeter. I turn over lazily and see that Isabella is fast asleep. She’s lying on her back, her gorgeous lips parted slightly, her breathing soft. She looks so gorgeous as she sleeps. I want to wake her with a kiss so she can feel everything I’m feeling this morning, but she looks far too peaceful to disturb her.

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