“I’m here,” she croons, thumbs caressing my cheeks. Somehow, they’re damp. Moisture spreads across my cheeks, but I don’t care. “I’m here.”
And then my mouth is on hers. I kiss her so hard, our teeth clack together, but she doesn’t pull away. She opens for me, her tongue dancing with mine as I ground myself in the feel and taste of her.
I need her. All of her.
Blair’s legs wrap around my hips when I push to my feet, still holding her. Trusting me to support her, she drops her hands to the waistband of my joggers and pushes them off my waist. She swallows the strangled sound I make into her mouth when she wraps a hand around my cock.
I set her down only long enough to rip the clothes off her body and mine, then I wrap my arms around her waist and tug her onto my lap when I sit down on the edge of the bed. Her wetpussy slides over the length of my dick, and she hisses when the balls of my barbell piercings bump against her clit.
“Need you,” I growl against her lips. “Now.”
“Then take me, Logan. I’m yours.” She’s so soft and warm, her beautiful tawny skin flushed with arousal. Her nipples pebble, tightening as she undulates in my lap, her chest rubbing across mine.
I’ll never get enough of this. Of her.
“Not gonna be able to go slow,” I warn her, kissing along her jaw and down her neck when she tilts her head, granting me access.
“Good.”
Blair lifts onto her knees, and I hiss when her fingers wrap around my dick again. She lines me up at her entrance, then with a sexy little gasp, she sinks down, working her tight, wet pussy over my length until I’m fully seated inside of her.
“Oh shit.” My fingers dig into her hips, holding her in place while I suck in a few deep breaths and try to get control of myself. All the fear that strangled me earlier is still riding me, making me frantic. If I let myself lose control, nothing about this will be gentle.
“I love you,” Blair whispers. “Now stop trying to hold yourself back. I need to feel you everywhere. Make me forget everything.”
When her voice wavers on that last request, I know I’m not the only one still struggling with fear from everything that happened today. We both need this. So I don’t hold back.
Blair gasps when I use my grip on her hips to drag her up my length before pushing her back down. Her breasts bounce, and my dick grows even harder inside of her. “Yes.”
“Bounce on my cock, angel.” I bend down and suck a nipple into my mouth as I continue dragging her up and down my dick. She works with me, lifting up, then letting me pull her down, hard. Every time I bottom out, she gasps and moans.
It’s fucking torture in the best way.
“You’re so beautiful. Look at you.”
“Logan…” Her nails dig into my shoulders. I welcome the bite of pain. It’s proof that she’s here. She’s safe. She’s in my arms and my bed, and she’s never leaving.
Reaching between us, I rub circles over her clit with my thumb as I fuck her. Sweat glistens on her skin, and I lean down and lick it off her chest. “Love you.”
“I love you too,” she gasps. Her eyes squeeze shut when I increase the pressure on her clit.
I’m so fucking frantic for her, I won’t last much longer. Pressure is already building at the base of my spine, and I clench my jaw, trying to hold on longer. She feels so good. So soft and warm. So wet.
“Oh. I’m so close,” she gasps. “God, Logan.”
My hips buck as I fuck her. I rub tighter and faster circles against her clit and revel in the needy, desperate sounds she’s trying so hard to keep quiet.
She’s not quiet.
“You gonna come for me, baby? Gonna come all over my cock? Give me those pretty sounds. Let me have it.”
“Fuck. Oh, fuck,” she cries, her movements frantic.
When she clamps down and her pussy flutters around me, eyes squeezing shut, I let myself go too. “Yes, angel. Let go.”
“I’m gonna come,” she cries. Her back arches, pushing her breasts up. And when I bend down and gently bite the swell of one of them, she shatters. “Logan!”
Her pussy grips me in waves, pulsing around me, demanding I follow her into pleasure. And I do. Every muscle in my body tightens as I rut up into her. I teeter on the edge of a cliff for one blissful, anticipatory moment before I fall off with her.
