The 7 Day Stand

“So am I,” he admits, brushing his lips over mine. “You absolutely sure you want this? It’s not too late, I can pull out and get a condom.”

I tighten my legs around him and nod, “I want to feel you. Every inch, every drop.” All hesitation vanishes at my admittance, and he slowly buries himself all the way. “Ooohhh,” I gasp and dig my nails into his shoulders when he fills me completely. My pussy stings as it stretches to accommodate the length and thickness of him.

“Baby, you feel good—you feel too fucking good. You’re unbelievably tight.” Logan groans and he goes still while my body adjusts to his size. He kisses me slow and deep to distract from the uncomfortable ache between my legs. We rock together unhurriedly at first, feeling one another out and when the stinging disappears completely and I’m moaning out loud, he lifts my arms and pins them above my head, he picks up the pace and he thrusts hard and deep. The sound of our moans, the creaking bed and our hips slapping together fills the room.

“Fuck, Savi, I can’t get enough of you,” Logan pants. Sitting up, he lifts and pushes my legs back over my head and thrusts into me hard and deep. “You feel how hard you make me, baby. Ah yes, yes, show me, show me how good you feel, scream for me while you take my big cock.”

I’ve never been a screamer during sex, but with Logan I scream until my lungs burn, each orgasm he fucked out of me made me scream louder until my throat became hoarse. I got bent into positions I didn’t even know my body was capable of getting into.

“Ahh fuck, there it is, you’re clenching, you’re coming for me again. Fuck, fuck, I’m so close. You’re going to make me come, come with me sweetheart, come on my cock while I come in your pussy.” My walls clamp around him and he growls thrusting into me from behind with short but hard strokes. My back is pressed against his chest, his hand gripping my throat, his mouth sucking and biting at my neck. “Yes baby, yes baby, just like that, squeeze the cum out of my cock, milk me fucking dry.” I cry out, my body shaking violently against him while I orgasm for the fourth time. Logan follows me over, groaning and grunting my name with every burst of pleasure.

Unable to hold myself up any longer I collapse back against him, my heart hammering violently against my ribs, panting to fill my deprived lungs with much needed oxygen. Logan and I fall back onto the bed, a clammy, sticky, fucked out mess.

When he vowed that he would fuck me till I’m legless he absolutely wasn’t jesting.

Though my body is aching, and I’ve lost my voice, I have no regrets. Logan Pierce has awakened something in me, something I have every intention to keep exploring.