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His voice changed, took on that deep, dark delicious edge, which she simply couldn’t resist. As awkward as this position felt, it was also hugely exciting.
“That’s my very good girl. If you could see how wet you are for me. Your little hole is clenching as I speak, and you’re lovely and pink, so eager for my cock, aren’t you?”
“Yes, please fuck me again.”
Lord only knew where those words came from. Hannah had never been one for dirty talk in sex, but with this man staring down at her it simply felt natural to give into her darker fantasies. “I have real problems holding this though. Perhaps you ought to tie me up to help me, Sir?”
Logan’s sharp intake of breath told her he approved, as did the dangerous glitter in his dark eyes.
“Don’t call me that in the bedroom unless you’re ready to give up total control to me, little dove.”
“Please, Sir.” She put extra emphasis on that title, and when he smiled and nodded she released the breath she hadn’t been aware of holding.
“Very well then. If you need out of the ropes, or anything hurts, say red. Got that?”
“Yes, Sir.” How she managed to get that response out past the lump of excitement lodged in her throat she would never know.
Oh my God, he gave me a safeword and everything.
“Good girl. I’ll be right back. Don’t move now.”
She heard the smirk in his voice, then the sound of a zipper being opened, and in the next instant he was back with her. Her breath hitched, and she couldn’t help her shiver of need when she showed her the red rope. He hovered the end of it over her belly, and she sucked in a breath at the tickling sensation.
“Ticklish, are we, little one? Ropes can be used for all sorts of things, sensation play being one of them, but tonight I’ll just tie you up as per your request. Close your eyes for me. This will be so much better if you do.”
He slid the rope through the folds of her pussy, and Hannah’s eyes fluttered shut without any conscious effort on her part. God, that felt way too good.
“Good girl, I’m gonna tie you up now. Remember to call red if you have to.”
The first tug of the hemp against her skin made her head come up, and her eyes fly open. Seeing his dark head bent between her legs, his warm, even exhales ghosting across the exposed skin of her inner thigh, was a visual stimulus all on its own. Logan clearly knew what he was doing, as he ran his fingers under the rope to ensure it wasn’t too tight, and he checked the knots as he went. He looked up as though he sensed her watching him, and smiled.
“Do I have to blindfold you, little dove?”
Hannah hastily shook her head and screwed her eyes shut.
“Much better, girl. Now just relax and let yourself feel the moment.”
Hannah pulled a face at first, but he was right. Without her vision, the feel of the rope sliding across her skin became a sensual dance. By the time he had her hands and wrist securely tied to her ankles, she was so aroused that the slight air displacement against her pussy made her clit clench in need.
“Ah, my poor little dove is so very needy, but first things first, this corset has to go. I want nothing between us this time when I fu—make love to you.”
Her eyes flew open at that declaration, and the heat and admiration in his gaze as he looked down on her made her heart turn into a jackhammer, not least because he held a pocket knife in his hand.
“Relax, I’ve got this here in case I need to cut you loose quickly, and it’s also rather handy for this. Hold still now.”
He put his hand between her skin and the corset and started to cut away the laces. Every well-placed slice of the knife pitched her arousal higher, and by the time he cut her free of the corset, she was in danger of hyperventilating.
Logan smiled, grasped her breasts and pushing them together, lavished attention on them.
“I fucking love these, and at some point over the next week, I’ll fuck them, but for now.”
He sucked both nipples into his mouth until she was a panting, pleading mess, and then worked his way down her body, delivering little bites, which made her jerk and gasp. Each time he soothed the sting away with his tongue, and when he finally, mercifully reached her pussy, one swipe of his talented tongue was all it took for her to explode. Hannah was pretty sure she screamed, while Logan ate her out as though he was a desperate man deprived of nourishment for too long. He kept up his attentions until the last of her tremors had abated, and then slowly kissed his way back up her body, before he kissed her, while he slid in deep inside of her. So very deep.
She could taste herself on him, and as he set up a slow push and retreat rhythm between her legs, she kissed him back with all the wealth of emotions his slow, languorous lovemaking evoked in her.
This was more than just sex, as he rocked in and out her, and she was powerless to do anything but let him take the lead. With that loss of power came peace and pleasure. God, so much pleasure, as her orgasm flared anew.
Logan broke the kiss, grasped her butt cheeks, and tilted her slightly, so that every slow thrust hit that sweet spot inside of her. She clamped down on him, making him groan, but he would not be hurried.
