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I expect words. Taunting. Instead, he looks at me in silent lust.
Just that smug, arrogant smirk on his face.
I shudder as he fucks me through my orgasm to the other side. Except there is no other side. I’m suspended inside it, the pleasure refusing to leave my body, hanging on tight for the ride, the feel of him inside me too goddamn good to give up.
I look down. My body is stretched obscenely to take him.
He tuts to bring my eyes back to his face. “When you’re still feeling me inside you tomorrow…” He thrusts deep. “You can say thank you.”
My eyes widen as the reality of what’s about to happen sinks in.
“No!” I shake my head. “Don’t you dare. I don’t want it.”
“Yet you’re the one pulling me deeper,” he tsks.
My hands are gripping his ass cheeks so hard that my nails must be puncturing his skin. But I can’t move them.
“Just let go, Mads. And I’ll stop,” he groans as his cock thickens inside me.
But I can’t. Despite the horror of what’s coming, I can’t let go. My head is screaming no. But my hands are tightening their grip on Logan’s muscular ass as my lips whimper and moan sounds of encouragement.Traitors.
He dips his head, leaning down to whisper in my ear, “Last chance.”
I shake my head, fury in my eyes as his pupils blow wide. Every muscle in his body seems to tense at once.
“Too. Late. Now,” he grits.
Then he groans, and I swear heat fires into every space inside me as he comes. His eyes glow with a menacing darkness, his lips curling into the smirk I hate so much as his cock pumps out inside me, his release burning me inside.
He digs his fingers deep into the skin around my hips and growls my name.
“Mads, fuck, take it, baby.”
“You asshole…”
My words of disgust shrivel as my body decides that the sensation of Logan’s cock thickening and pulsing inside me is too much.
I explode into another orgasm around him, even bigger than the first one.
“No,” I cry, my entire body quivering as sweat beads along my hairline, and a drop rolls between my breasts. “I don’t want it. I—” I gasp as another surge hits me. “Oh my god…Yes.”
“There it is,” Logan growls with a sinful smile. He leans forward and drives inside me with more determination, like he’s trying to push everything he’s released deeper inside my body.
My mouth falls slack as I continue coming in helpless waves around him.
“There it fucking is,” he grunts. And then he wraps a hand around my throat, pulling my face to his to kiss me.
All I can do is breathe through the pulses searing through my body as Logan growls and curses, his orgasm stretching on, and spilling inside me.
And I hate that I love it so much.Because I’d never have dreamed of doing this with Logan before this trip. I’d never have let my guard slip and gotten close to him. All the watching Italian weddings together, making wishes in fountains, opening up about why I love books so much… I’ve let him get close, see the real me. I shouldn’t have put myself in a position of being vulnerable with him. Not again.
I let him kiss me long after I’ve whimpered the remnants of my second orgasm against his lips. He swallowed every moan down like it belonged to him.
We kiss long after the final pulses of his dick can no longer be felt inside me, until his kisses turn gentle and he sucks on my bottom lip, his fingers caressing my neck in sweeping, tender strokes.
“Better?” he whispers.
I breathe, not knowing what else to do. The second I say something, or move, the moment will be over. He’ll pull out of my body. Some of his cum will be dragged out with his cock. The rest will remain lodged deep inside me.
