Page 55 of Because of Logan

He lowers himself over me and pushes my legs open with his wide shoulders as his hands wrap around my thighs.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve fantasized about this.”

His cheek scratches the inside of one thigh and then the other. When I think I can’t take the anticipation of his mouth on me any longer, his lips find me. Wet and trembling.

“Oh, Logan.”

His name is followed by a string of sounds and moans I’m certain have never come out of me before.

This is a first for me. I get it now. All the books I read before had me curious, but now I get it. This, his lips and tongue in the most intimate part of my body, the way he licks at me, the way he tastes me, the pleasure he gives and takes from it, and the trust it requires. I get it now. I do, and I’m greedy for more. My hips move of their own accord, seeking more of what Logan is giving me as an exquisite sweet ache builds inside. More, more, more, just a little bit more. I’m so close, so close.

Logan lets go of one of my legs, and a moment later, his fingers are in me. He pushes one finger inside and then two, and the pressure of them combined with his mouth on me sends me over the edge. The orgasm takes over my entire body. It spreads outward in waves of pleasure so intense, I’m robbed of breath. My entire body spasms in ecstasy. Too much, too much, too much.

Logan doesn’t stop, and wave after wave takes over me. Like a broken dam, the orgasms can’t be contained. I grab his hair and pull him away from me. My body folds on itself. I’m gasping for air. I have nothing left. He took everything I had.

Logan folds around me. I can feel the press of his erection nestled in my lower back.

He brushes hair away from my face.

“Skye, you okay?”

I try to speak, but I can’t even open my eyes right now. I manage to lift one hand in a give me a minute gesture.

His body vibrates behind me with his chuckle.

After a minute, I turn to look at him. There’s something more in his eyes. Something more than heat and desire. I dare not to hope. Too many orgasm endorphins in my bloodstream to think straight right now.

A slow smile spreads his beautiful lips. They’re red and swollen, and I know I’m the reason. Right on cue, my face flushes pink. His smile gets bigger.

“I love it when you blush.”

He turns me to him.

“It's beautiful, Skye. Watching you come is beautiful.”

I cover my face with my hands, and he tugs them down gently, kisses the palms, and places them on his chest.

“We can stop here if you want. We don’t have to go any further.”

I can feel how hard he is against my hip, and even after the orgasms he just gave me, I still want more. I want him inside me. I’m aching for it. So I tell him. With courage born from the way he looks at me, I tell him.

“Logan, I want you inside me. I want to feel you. I want to watch when you come inside me. Don’t hold back, please?”

A growl escapes him just before he kisses me. It’s not tender or sweet. It’s hungry and dirty. My taste is on his tongue. He devours me. His body hovers over mine. I grab his ass and pull him into me. Logan leans over me and gives in but then pulls back.

“Fuck! Condom.”

He pulls back just enough to grab a condom from the drawer in the night table.

“You’re making me lose my mind. I never forgot to suit up before.”

In seconds, the wrapper is ripped open, and he slides the condom down his length. I finally get a clear view of him. His dick stands long, thick, and proud between us. I have no idea when he took off his underwear. I guess it must have happened when I was having my out-of-body experience. His eyes roam over my body. He braces himself over me, elbows around my head, and lowers his body to mine.

“You said it’s been a long time for you. This might feel uncomfortable at first. I’ll try to go slow. Let me know if I hurt you.”

“Okay.”

I’m hit with apprehension. The two times I had sex with Blake were not pleasurable. It had been hurried and unskilled. We were just kids, neither one of us knew what we were doing, and I hadn’t been ready. Logan looks at me, still waiting for my consent. I push all thoughts of the past away and smile at him.

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