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We reached his bedroom and Logan placed me on the bed. He left the lights off this time, but the curtains were open, allowing the faint light from the twinkle lights still on the backyard to come into the bedroom just enough so that I could watch him while he stripped out of his tuxedoslowly.

When he was nude, his erection jutted out, long and thick. Everything in my body clenched at the sight of it.

“You’ll have to unzip me,” I said, sitting up.

“Oh no, Angel,” he murmured, his tone a little wicked. “I want you to keep it on for now.”

I smiled as he moved to the foot of the bed and grabbed my feet. I let out a little squeak of surprise as he pulled me to the edge of the mattress, making my dress bunch up around my waist. Logan removed my heels before sinking to his knees. My white thong came off next, and I was completely exposed to him. I was up on my elbows, looking down my body as he gazed at my pussy with stark hunger on his face.

I held my breath as I watched him press a kiss to my inner thigh, near my knee. He was so far away from where I wanted him to be, but the feel of his soft, warm lips on my skin was electric, making my shudder.

He moved to the other leg, kissing a little higher. Alternating back and forth like that, it took what seemed like forever for him to reach my core, but it was a sweet torture.

Finally, his mouth was at my center, his tongue sliding along my slit before he sucked on my clit. I fell backward onto the mattress, my hands gripping the bedspread. I moaned loudly as Logan buried his face between my thighs, his hands on my ass, pulling me even closer to get better access. I felt his tongue dip inside of me, and my legs tightened involuntarily around his head.

The pleasure was so intense that I couldn’t think. I could barely breathe.

But I managed to moan and shake.

Logan groaned against my sensitive skin, and the vibration was so good that I shattered. My orgasm came upon me so suddenly that I screamed out loud, thrusting my hips up to get even more contact. I rode his face through my climax and Logan didn’t even try to pull back. He let me do it, his tongue working its magic on me the entire time.

I couldn’t remember when a man had ever made me come so quickly. Logan was a sex God.

The second my orgasm passed, he was gone from between my legs. I opened my eyes as cool air hit my wet core and saw that he was back at his dresser, grabbing a condom. There was a fierce determination in his eyes as he slipped it on and came back to me.

Without a word, Logan grabbed my hips and flipped me over onto my stomach as if I weighed no more than a feather. I automatically went up onto my hands and knees, and he flipped my dress up onto my back.

I felt his cock at my entrance and barely had time to brace myself before he thrust himself inside of me. I rocked forward, my breath leaving me in a rush. I was so wet from my climax that he was able to bury himself all the way to the hilt in one smooth motion.

“Oh, fuck,” he said, his hands holding on tight to my hips. “It’s so good.”

Yes, it was. I couldn’t believe how deep he was inside of me. As he found a rhythm, pounding himself in and out of me, all I could think about was the two years that I’d spent longing for him and had no idea how good this would really be. All my erotic fantasies of him couldn’t touch this.

He fucked me hard, with an almost brutal savagery, and he grunted with every rough, driving thrust forward. I moaned shamelessly, loving the sensations radiating through my body.

So close. So close.“Logan,” I cried out.

How could I so quickly be near an orgasm again? What kind of magic did this man possess?

Then, he was gone. I nearly collapsed onto the bed as he pulled out, his hands no longer on me.

What the hell?

I didn’t even have a chance to turn around and demand an explanation before he came down on the bed beside me, laying on his back. Knowing what he wanted, I gave him a sinful smile and straddled his hips. His cock was so hard, and I feel it folded up onto his lower stomach. Instead of standing it up straight and taking him in deep, I ground myself against him. My head tossed back and I exhaled as I felt his hardness against my clit.

“Ride me, Mia,” he demanded gruffly.

I leaned forward until my lips were just inches from his and looked into his dark eyes. “You’re not the boss here, Logan,” I said in my most sultry voice. “What’s the magic word?”

I kept rubbing myself against him, amping up the anticipation for us both.

“Damn it, Mia,” he said, but there wasn’t real anger there. If anything, he sounded more turned on than ever.

I felt bold and brazen, and I couldn’t resist the urge to take a little control here. So, I stopped moving.

“Fuck…” Logan said, his hands gripping my thighs hard enough to leave fingerprints. “Please, Angel. Ride my cock.”

My hand went down between us, beneath my dress, and stood up his erection. I positioned myself and lowered myself down onto him. A rough sound rumbled through his chest as my pussy completely enveloped him, and the sound was so erotic that I went wild, bracing myself with my hands on either side of his head as I lifted my hips and dropped them back down again.

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