“Are you sure? I was tested right after I met you, but I would still understand,” he said, doubt clouding his features due to a past filled with regret.
“I trust you, Logan.”
He closed his eyes, savoring each word, before kissing me slowly until we were breathless.
Breaking apart only to look me in the eyes as he vowed, “From this moment on Clare, you’re mine.” He sealed his words as he entered my body with his own, filling me completely. He paused briefly, allowing my body to adjust to his, running his hands up and down my thighs.
“So beautiful,” he whispered, pulling out and thrusting back into me, making me gasp and moan at the same time. Every move, every caress was slow and sensual and his eyes stayed constantly locked with mine. He gently stroked my hair and kissed me slowly as we made love. In and out, his body moved against mine, as I felt the pressure begin to build inside of me. As if sensing my climb, Logan’s thumb reached down between us to find my clit, flicking it once, twice and I’m done, pleasure spiraling out of control.
With my legs still wrapped around his hips, he lifted me up in his lap, keeping us joined.
“Ride me. Like you did in the car, Clare,” he instructed.
Placing my hands on his broad shoulders for leverage, I moved, sliding up and down his hard shaft, riding him as his arms wrapped around my body and our eyes locked.
“That’s it, Clare. You feel so f**king good,” he moaned before devouring my mouth again, palming his hand on the nape of my neck. With a growl, I was instantly on my back again, Logan moving us around the bed as if I was weightless. Like a guitar string that snapped, the last shred of Logan’s control disappeared as he pushed my knees forward with his palms and drove into to me, sending me into a second orgasm as he came apart, letting out his own release with a roar. Both still breathless and unable to form words, he gathered me in his arms, pulling the blankets over us, as he began stroking my hair. Soon, the exhaustion of our lovemaking took its toll and sleep claimed me.
~Logan~
I awoke the next day, finding the room filled with sunlight as it streamed through the old windows, illuminating Clare’s beautiful red curls who slept against my chest. She’s was so beautiful. I kept telling her that, but I don’t think she would ever understand the world through my eyes. Her beauty radiated from every pore. It wasn’t just one feature, or characteristic. It was her, entirely. Her body, the way she carried herself and the kind of person she was made her beautiful.
Unable to stop myself, I ran my hand down her cheek, loving the feel of her skin, reminding me of how it felt to have her body moving with mine. Last night had been life altering for me. I had joked with Clare that once she was with me, all other men would be ruined in her eyes, but it was the opposite. I would never want another woman the way I wanted Clare. After experiencing something so cataclysmic and monumental, I could never go back to my old life of bar hopping and one night stands. Clare and Maddie were my future, and I would give anything to become the man they deserve and needed.
“Hey,” Clare said with a faint smile, her voice groggy and full of sleep.
“Good morning, beautiful.” I answered, bending down to kiss her full lips.
“Last night was...” she began.
“...amazing,” I finished.
“Well I was going to say ‘absolutely f**king amazing’, but yours works too.”
Grinning, I shook my head. “Such language, Clare.”
She rolled her eyes and started laughing. I began laughing with her.
“So, are you going to cook breakfast for me, too?” she asked sweetly.
“Of course. But first I thought we should shower. You know, because being dirty is bad,” I suggested as I slowly pulled the sheet down exposing her perfectly rounded br**sts, causing her ni**les to harden instantly.
“Yes, wouldn’t want to be dirty, would we?” she agreed, obviously playing along with my ridiculous game, as her eyes darkened with desire.
Ripping the sheet off her body entirely, I rose and threw her over my shoulder. She squeaked as I headed to the bathroom.
“Logan! Put me down!” she squealed.
“Nope, sorry. Gotta make sure you get to the shower properly. I’ll have to join you, too. To make sure you do a good job.”
She giggled, smacking me on my bare ass, before I sat her down in front of the massive shower.
“Holy shit, this place is huge!” she exclaimed.
“Yeah, I wasn’t a fan of the granny style the previous owner had, so I had it completely gutted and redone. Doesn’t exactly fit with the age of the home, but I figured they didn’t have bathrooms back then, so who cares?”
I loved this bathroom. I had always secretly envisioned sharing it with someone, which is why it had double sinks and an extra-large shower, both of which would come in handy today. I ducked my head in and turn on the shower, and waited for it to warm up before we entered. I didn’t waste a second, pulling Clare flush against my body, letting her know how much I wanted her. Last night our lovemaking was slow, a buildup of two people getting to know each other’s bodies, but today was about passion. As soon as our bodies collided, I had her pinned against the shower wall, spreading her legs wide.
“Wait,” she said. I stopped completely, not knowing if I had hurt her or taking things too quickly.
“Turn around, with your back against the wall,” she commanded, her voice full of purpose.
So f**king hot.
Letting her legs slide back to the floor, I turned around, and followed her orders, keeping my eyes on her, wondering what she had planned. I found out seconds later, when she immediately dropped to her knees, taking my hard c**k into her warm wet mouth.
“Fuck!” I cursed, as she slid her mouth down my entire length, and pulled back, sucking me root to tip. The delicious torture continued as she rolled her tongue over the sensitive head of my cock, then slid back down, taking all of me. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked in and out, over and over, my hips involuntarily thrusting to meet her welcoming mouth.
“Clare, I’m gonna come,” I called out, giving her a warning if she wanted to pull away. But she just wrapped her hands around my ass, pulling me tighter against her mouth and continued. My balls tightened, and my c**k grew ever harder until I came. Hard. Panting, I stared down as Clare took every last drop I gave her, and then looked up as she licked me clean.
Holy f**king shit.
Without thinking, I knelt down, grabbed her around the waist and wheeled us around to our previous position against the shower wall. After watching her lick me clean, I was already hard again, and I wasted no time, surging into her as I wrapped her legs around my waist. I relentlessly slammed my body into hers, driving us both to ecstasy.