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My pussy clenches around him before I can stop it.
He draws back and then thrusts back inside, making the air whoosh from my lungs as I cry out.
“You sure about that?”
He pulls back and drives inside me again with a deep hiss. My eyes fall closed as I succumb to the pleasure rippling through me.
“Look at the guy you hate while he fucks you, Mads,” he growls.
My mouth parts as Logan fucks me with punishing thrusts. My ass gets thrown further back on the sideboard with each one, and each time he drags me back onto his cock, burying himself deeper inside me.
We move together, making the sideboard bang against the wall. Silent hatred burns between us as our foreheads press together and our breath mingles, sharing pants and groans of pure physical pleasure.
Nothing more.
He attacks my mouth with a kiss, making my chest clench and my heart race. I grab fistfuls of his hair in both of my hands, and I moan around his tongue as something shifts inside my mind that I refuse to acknowledge.
Thinking in this moment is dangerous.
I break away, my lips tingling. A flash of something passes through Logan’s eyes as we stare at each other, panting. I ball up the bottom edges of his shirt and pull him back, crashing my lips back onto his.
He drives his hips faster to meet me with more force.
I thought he was fucking me hard before, but his thrusts grow fiercer, wilder, accompanied by deep, rough groans that sound like they’re being dragged from deep inside his chest. The sound of them only makes me wetter.
He kisses me again, nipping at my bottom lip, and then he draws back, casting his eyes down to where his cock is driving inside my body.
“Fuck,” he breathes.
His grip tightens on one of my hips as he slides his other hand between my legs, using his thumb to rub my clit in deliberate circles.
My eyes dart from his thumb to his face and back again.
And the bastard smirks.
“You can admit it feels good.”
He knows I’m about to come. And he’s the one who’s giving it to me.
“Get that smirk off your face,” I say through a whimper of pleasure. “This means nothing. I hate you, remember?”
Logan presses his thumb harder against my clit, and my back arches as pleasure singes between my thighs.
“There’s nothing hateful about the way your pussy’s gripping onto my cock right now though, is there? Desperate for me to make you come all over it.”
“You’re insufferable,” I pant as the pressure builds, making my vision blur.
Logan cants his hips, and the movement makes me gasp. His eyes glitter with arrogance.
“Suffer through how hard I make you come for me.” He leans closer so his lips graze my ear. “You can even scream out my name if you like. Because I know you’ll be screaming it inside your head.”
“Fuck y—” The words die in my throat as the orgasm hits me, stealing my air, my vision, and my mind at the same time as it ravages my body.
And in this moment, I hate Logan Rich even more.
Because I scream his name. I scream it inside my head. I scream it out loud. A confused, emotional shout. A gasp. Then a curse. Then another gasp. And finally, a whimpered cry as surge after surge of pure electric bliss rips through my body, stripping it of all its bones, until I’m putty inside his strong hands.
I tear my eyes open and watch him watching me. He’s still thrusting into me, his cock sliding with ease now that my body has released and opened up to him, covering him in more wetness.
