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It didn’thurt, not at all, butit was somuch. Overwhelming. It mattered to me that this was Logan’s cock, that he’dbeen so good to me, that I could do this with him.

My thighs gave out for thelast two inches, my hips crashing into his, another low, needy sound escapingme as his cock hit a sensitive spot head-on, sending a shockwave of pleasure upmy spine.

Logan’s fingerstightened around my thighs as I took a moment to adjust, catching my breath andsqueezing gently, testing his cock inside me and my body’s acceptance of beingstretched like this.

Ithadbeen a whilefor me, I supposed. I’d almost given up on men before Logan showed up.

“This is a nice cock,” I said,fighting to keep my breathing steady. “Like… really,reallynice.”

The way Logan grinned couldhave lit half the lights in the city for free. I’d discovered a new sourceof renewable powerandgotten laid tonight.

“Glad you like it,” Logansaid, tracing patterns on my thigh. His other hand trailed up to the oppositecrease, paused, and then reached out to brush against my shaft.

A whimper escaped me beforeI could stop it. This was the first time Logan had donethis, and it wasfor me.

“Do I just…” he stroked upand down, curling his fingers around my cock, pressing the pad of his thumbjust under the head. A dribble of precome spilled out of me and over his thumb,the urge to bounce on his cock and thrust into his hand welling up in the pitof my stomach.

Slowly. Logan needed me totake this slow. I was showing him something new and exciting.

“Whatever you want,” Igritted out, breathless. “I can take care of myself.”

“I wanna make you come,”Logan said.

A pang of lust hit me sohard he almost got his wish.

Logan’s face lit upagain. Forget half the city, he could have powered the wholestateand had joy leftto spare.

This promised to be the mostrewarding fuck of my life. I clenched around him again, savoring the gasp, andreached out to brace myself against the center of his chest, hair fallingforward.

“You’re gonna make me comeeither way,” I said, rocking my hips. Slow and steady to start with.

I could ride him all night,no need to rush.

I closed my eyes, lettingmyself enjoy a handful of long, slow strokes, biting my lip and not even tryingto hide the way my breath hitched or the soft sighs as I bottomed out, Logan’s cock all theway inside me, thick and full and hot.

This was sogood. Icould have rocked back and forth like this for hours, luxuriating in the wayLogan’scock felt inside me. Even now, he was socomfortingI could havewept and begged him to hold me until I fell asleep.

I bit down on my lip againas Logan’sfingers explored my cock, gentle at first, but getting bolder. This was new tohim,thispart wasn’t what he wasused to.

The fact that he was stilldoing it—for my sake, for my pleasure—made it so much hotter. I jerked into hishand, forgetting his cock for a moment, helping him figure out how to touch me.

He was a quick learner. I’d have himtrained for great orgasms by the end of the night.

Heat built in the pit of mystomach as I rocked back and forth, breath coming in pants, blood pounding inmy ears. My thighs burned in protest as I sped up, needing more, faster, glad I’d put myself ina position to set the pace.

As much as I would haveloved Logan’sbody covering mine, pressing me into the mattress and fucking me slow andsteady, it wasn’t what Ineeded. This was.

His hand dug into the fleshof my ass, hips rising up to meet my thrusts, tension in his thighs and stomachso tight he was starting to tremble with it.

“Little more,” I grittedout, not sure if I was encouraging or warning. I could almosttastemy own orgasm onthe back of my tongue, my whole body tense enough to snap, eager to finish.

Pressure welled up in thepit of my stomach, my thighs clenching with the effort of bouncing on Logan’s cock and theurge to come, fingers tightening around Logan’s shoulder as I gripped him forleverage, thrusting into his hand and pushing back against him, moaning at thetop of every stroke.

Just a little more. Just alittlemore.

“You watching?” I gasped. Hewanted to make me come, so I wanted him toseeme come.

Logan nodded, eyes wide andglazed and dark, gaze scorching my skin as he looked me up and down, lickinghis lips.