I’d never felt so hot in mylife. The lust in Logan’s eyes bored into me, my skin flushing everywhere helooked, sparks of pleasure lighting up my nerve endings and racing their way tomy cock like a birthday sparkler.
A moan caught in my throatas my orgasm hit, tears springing up in my eyes at the sudden release ofpressure as it rumbled down my spine and fountained out of my cock, a longspurt that landed more on Logan’s stomach than his fingers.
I watched him watching me,eyes widening before he screwed them shut all of a sudden, hips jerking up, theunmistakable heart-deep groan of his own orgasm catching him by surprise.
All I could do was hang onwhile he bucked into me, cock pounding deep inside, my balance threatening tofail as every hard thrust of his cock set another wave of pleasure ripplingthrough me, come spilling from my cock each time he hit my prostate head-on.
My breath hitched with everynew spike of pleasure, a deep groan scratching the back of my throat and makingmy stomach clench as I came again and again andagain.It’d been so longsince I’d had an orgasm like this that I was half-afraid I was about to pass out.
I was gasping for breath bythe time he slowed to a stop, the room spinning around me and my lungsstruggling to fill, winded by the effort of coming so long and hard.
I didn’t exactlymeanto collapse onLogan’schest, but it happened anyway. He grunted at the impact, but didn’t try to moveme.
Just as well, because hewould have had a hard time doing it.
Blissful silence stretchedout as I caught my breath, muscles protesting in the best way, the comfortablesoreness of a really good fuck settling over me and making my toes curl as Istretched my legs out subtly.
If Loganwantedme tomove, he’dhave to move me.
“My balls hurt,” I murmured,mostly to myself.
“Sorry,” Logan said,sounding as exhausted as I felt.
“Don’t be, small price topay for coming like that.”
“So I was okay?”
Okay.
Okay didn’t begin to coverit.
“I was gonna start withincredible and let you negotiate up for a better rating from there,” I said,sighing and letting him take a little more of my weight.
He could handle it.
He could handleme,even the messy parts.
“Life changing,” he said.
“I’ll allow it,” I agreed.Ithadbeenlife-changing. How was I going to go back to men whodidn’tmake me comelike that?
What Logan lacked inexperience, he made up for in…
Being Logan, I guessed. Hedidn’tknow what he was doing, but he’d wanted to try, and he took pleasure in mypleasure. That counted for a lot.
A few more rounds and Icould have made him into the perfect orgasm buddy.
“I was talking about me,”Logan responded, voice low.
Oh.
Of course.
I pressed a kiss to hisshoulder, too exhausted to move my head. “Well, good.”
Logan snorted, and the senseof howeasythis had all been settled over me like a warm blanket. Eventhough it had every reason to be awkward.
It was so easy to be comfortablearound him. There were a hundred reasons for that, every time he’d made me feelsafe and cared for this week. But it was still a surprise.
