Page 147 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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His green eyes burn as he pushes forward slowly, his hands encasing my hips as he pulls me onto his cock. He sucks in a breath, holding himself still deep inside me. I quiver around him, on the edge of exploding, but not quite there.

“Logan,” I whimper.

He holds my eyes as he begins to move, his thrusts slow, but achingly deep. Deep enough that my breath is pushed from my lungs in a gasp each time he buries himself inside me.

“I love you,” I cry as a new wave of wetness floods him. I part my legs wider and smirk at him.

I’m not shy about it. He knows what he does to me. How hot for him I am. I always have been, ever since that first time he fucked me in this position. Even though I thought I hated him back then. Even though I couldn’t see him for what he is.

The true prince of my story.

Even when I thought I hated him, I couldn’t deny the effect he had on me.

“You going to show me how hard you can come on my cock, baby?” He grasps my thigh with his other hand, sliding it beneath the garter belt as he digs his fingers into my flesh. “You going to scream my name?”

“Yes,” I cry as his thrusts force me back along the top of the counter with their strength. He drags me back sharply each time, pulling me back down onto his cock with a deep grunt, like he has every right to, like he did that first time.

Owning me. Controlling my pleasure. Knowing I need him.

He stares into my eyes, his jaw thickening with tension as the audio continues.

“You are all I’ll ever need, Maddox Harper.”

“And you’re all I’ll ever need too.” I squeeze my eyes shut as I kiss him.

“Look at me,” he urges.

I peel my eyes open and am enveloped in dazzling emerald green fire as he holds my gaze, his cock throbbing inside me with a heat so great it thrums through my entire body.

“You ready?” he rasps.

“Yes.” I sink my nails into his shoulders, pretty sure I feel blood, warm against my fingertips.

Logan’s pupils blow wide and his eyes flash as he groans, the sting only seeming to enhance his pleasure.

“Then get these legs wider. I want you to feel every drop going deep inside you.”

I throw my legs wider so fast it makes Logan chuckle. “That’s my good girl.” He thrusts hard, and I scream his name. “My fucking good girl,” he hisses, as his skin slaps against mine, echoing around the room, louder than the audio was before it ended.

“You ready?” he growls again.

I nod, clawing at him as I’m overcome with a need so great that I might pass out any second if he doesn’t give me what I want.

“Please,” I cry.

“Okay, baby.” He curses under his breath. “I’m going to ruin this sweet little pussy with the amount of cum I have for it. And you’re going to take it all like a good girl, aren’t you?”

Nothing else exists for a moment as the two of us stare at each other.

No words needed.

He tips his chin as he explodes with a low groan.

The first drop sears me inside as it spills from him. His sinful lips curl into his signature smirk as it sets my own orgasm off and I come apart in his arms, whimpering, panting, and crying his name.

Just like the first time.

“Here it is, baby.”

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