Page 39 of Paradise

He chuckles, licking my neck. “I need to move, Logan. I need to.”

I nod vigorously against the blankets under my face. “Fuck me.Please.”

When he stands up straight again, he pulls his hips back slowly and then pushes back in, making my clit pulse. Adding more pressure, I rub the solid nub quickly and cry out. He rolls his hips, grinding against me and slipping back a few inches, only to plunge back in, over and over, at the perfect pace.

My skin tingles, my chest warms, and my womb is fucking pounding and pulsing with pleasure in tune with my heartbeat. When he speeds up his hips, his moans and groans fill the room like a fucking orchestra I never want to stop. His fingers dig into the flesh of my hips so tight that I look forward to the little fingerprint bruises I’ll have tomorrow morning. And when he yells out my name, I fall apart underneath him all over again.

Rubbing and pinching my clit, I writhe and gyrate against the mattress, my orgasm consuming me entirely.

“Holyfuck!” Carson yells, slapping his hand against my ass cheek as his hips speed up again, and then he’s thrusting in and out of my ass to chase his own climax.

I scream at the top of my lungs, spreading my legs wider for him and arching my back. He keeps slapping my ass, and with every thrust of his hips, his hand lands in the exact same spot on my cheek, turning it to burning embers.

“That’s it, baby,” he grunts, pistoning his hips. “Take every fucking inch in your tight little ass.”

“Carson!” I scream, grabbing the blankets so tight in my fingers that they may rip.

He slaps my ass once more. “You want me to come in your gorgeous fucking ass?”

“Yes!” I cry out, grinding against him as much as I can.

He bucks his hips. “Fucking beg for it, Logan. Beg for your big brother to come in your ass.”

Tears roll down my face in ecstasy. “Carson,please!”

He groans long and loud, squeezing my hips again, then I feel his dick swelling and pulsing inside of me as he explodes, filling me.

I push back against him the best I can, ignoring the soreness that’s starting to spread between my cheeks, still desperate and hungry for him. “All of it, Carson. All of it.”

“That’s it,” he groans, riding me through his climax. “Take every fucking drop.”

Carson falls forward, landing on my back while he slowly grinds his hips against me in the aftermath of his orgasm. His mouth slides against my skin, his tongue licking my flesh, and his teeth biting the most sensitive parts. “I fucking love you, Logan June Briar.”

I moan as pleasure still washes over me in waves. “I love you, Carson Christopher Raines. Forever.”

thirteen

CARSON

After a burning hot shower, Logan and I turn off all the lights and fall into bed. Pulling the comforter over our heads, she curls against me and presses her lips to mine. I slide my hands around her waist to pull her body as close as possible, inhaling the sweet scent of her skin as we kiss slowly.

When she pulls back, she rubs her nose against mine. “I love you.”

I smile even though she can’t see me, because I’ll never get sick of hearing this wild, beautiful, perfect girl telling me she loves me. “I love you, baby.”

She kisses me once more, then breathes against my lips, her voice no more than a whisper. “It’s you and me, right? No matter what?”

“No matter what,” I answer her. “It’s you and me forever.”

“We can get through anything, right?” she questions softly. “Promise you’ll never fucking give up on us. Promise you’ll never leave me.”

I squeeze her waist. “I don’t want to live a life without you, Logan. No matter what happens, I’ll be here with you. I’ll belong to you until the day I die.”

“I don’t want to spend one single day without you,” she whispers, her fingers caressing my chest.

“And you never will.” I pull her closer, and she tosses her leg over my waist. “You’re going to be my wife one day. You know that, right? I don’t want anyone else.”

“What if you get drafted by the NFL and have to travel?”

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