“No. I’m a nice guy.” I moved my hand and stroked her clit again. “See? Look how much pleasure I give you. I can’t be the devil.”
“Oh!” She clamped her inner muscles around my cock.
“Fuck.” Pleasure ripped up my spine. “Oh, Mia. I’m trying to be in control, but—”
Mia cried out in pleasure. “Logan.”
And that was what cracked my control. It was my name on those full lips, in that sweet voice drenched in desire. It was the way she closed her eyes, pouted, and desperately tried to push down further on my cock.
“Fuck.” Finally, I drove back deep inside her—balls deep. My cock surged, leaking pre-cum into the condom, swelling and pulsating in her warm, wet pussy. It was heaven. Pure heaven.
“So good.” She bobbed up and down on my length. “So good.”
“Oh, Mia, that’s what I want to hear.” My biceps flexed as I kept her up, keeping her body in perfect position to take all of me.
Letting her head fall back, she jerked her hips with each thrust, meeting me with each stroke. “Logan!”
Somehow, I held her in place, unsure of how I could remain standing, so close to exploding, so damn ready.
It had been a good thing that she’d reminded me about the condom. With the way my tip throbbed with erotic sensations, I would be filling her up soon.
“So close,” she moaned as her nipples bobbed with the movement.
I pumped faster, but not too quick. I wanted her to feel every inch of me slip in and out of her. Her breathing shifted to whimpering softly.
And then she gripped my shoulders harder, digging her nails into my back. “Oh God, yes!”
Loving her cries and even the pain from her nails, I maintained the smooth rhythm of my cock, sliding in and out, pulling her groin closer to me so my muscled abs could brush against her clit. Every sensitive part of her needed to be touched. She clenched her pussy some more, so tight. I reached down and rubbed her hard clit, wanting to pull a strong orgasm from her.
Dear God, why don’t I have four arms?!
Before God could answer me, Mia shouted, “Logan! Yes!”
With a few more strokes of my thumb and thrusts from my cock, her pussy sang to me. It hugged my cock. Her arousal dripped down my length.
And just when I couldn’t take anymore, her pussy squeezed again, this time gripping me.
It was like everything in her opened for me—and everything in her was warm and welcoming and utterly hot and erotic.
Holy fuck.
I forced myself to keep that slow luscious pace, even though I wanted to pound the shit out of her pussy.
Pleasure blazed in her eyes. It damn near saturated them. And we drank in each other, peering deep within the other’s souls, lost in the silence of our moans and the hammering of our hearts as we raced and rocked toward that soul-shattering moment, when nothing else ever mattered.
Fuck!
So close to coming, I grunted, unable to deal with the perfect wet pressure of her pussy sucking my cock. “Oh fuck, Mia!”
Erotic tremors rippled through my whole body. I came close to losing balance. I slammed one hand against the wall and kept my other hand under her ass as I rammed my cock into her, rocking with deep, long strokes. Pushing so deep, I squeezed my ass cheeks together each time I filled her up.
Don’t come yet. Make sure she does first.
“I’m coming,” she whimpered against my lips.
Thank God!
She came with a stifled moan, her chest heaving up and down. And I swallowed down some of the moan, sucking on her tongue as she tore apart in my arms.
“Yes, Mia. Let go, baby.” I gripped her hips tighter, controlling our pace. Nice and slow, so I could savor every breath, every moan, every squeeze of her pussy. I thrust again, so close, my body shattering with each wet inch.
“Fuck.” Burying myself in her over and over, I came hard with her.
Her voice was a low whimper. “Logan.”
“Oh yes, Mia.” Shoving my face in her neck, I thrust hard, pulling her hips against me with both hands, and I felt the tip of my cock almost nudge her cervix. “Fuck yes!”
“Oh!”
Perfect. She’s so damn perfect.
Weak from the orgasm, I carried her over to the bed. I gently lay her down. When she was safe, I collapsed, making the top mattress bounce.
“Oh my God.” Mia rolled over to her back, panting as her chest rose and fell. “That was incredible.”
I tried to catch my breath. “It was.”
“This may sound weird, but I’m glad I found the damn notebooks.”
“I’m glad you did too.” I wiped the sweat off my forehead. “But now you have a new problem.”
She turned my way. “What is that?”
“You’ll never get rid of me.”
“Logan.” She smiled. “I don’t think I would ever want to get rid of you.”