Chapter 15
Ava
Carrying me with ease, Logan lays me gently on his bed, standing above me as he pulls his shirt over his head with one hand. His body is even more magnificent than I imagined, and believe me, I spent a lot of time on those mental images.
His abdomen is like a washboard, his chest is rock hard and littered with more tattoos. With his eyes locked on mine, he unbuckles his pants, letting them fall to the floor before climbing on top of me in nothing but his boxers.
“Can I take this off?” he asks softly, pinching the hem of my dress.
Lost for words, I simply nod, raising my arms to help him undress me. My mind can’t process that this is really happening after so many imaginary love making sessions with him.
“Lie back,” he whispers in my ear before tugging on my earlobe.
In nothing but my lace panties, I lay back, submitting to his will as he moves his mouth down my body masterfully, kissing and sucking from my jawline, to my neck, down my chest until he reaches my breasts.
With a handful in each palm, he massages me and then runs his tongue over my nipples until they’re as sharp as glass, my back arching to push more of my sensitive skin into his mouth. I moan, the sensations running through my body are sharp and swift like nothing I’ve felt before. Leaving his hands on my breasts, his head moves further down my body, lacing a trail of kisses on my belly until he reaches my lace waistband.
“Can I take these off?” He glances up, his blue eyes now dark and hooded, lust clouding through.
“Yes,” I breathe, lifting my hips up and wiggling side to side to help him remove my final piece of clothing.
“Mmm…” I hear him moan, and feel him inhale deeply as his face rests between my legs.
Oh my God, he’s inhaling my sex! I think to myself before clenching my eyes shut when I feel the warm wetness of his tongue trace my opening.
My legs fall apart, welcoming him to taste me, and he wastes no time, diving right in, kissing my sex just as he did my mouth only minutes prior.
“Ahh!” I cry out, my body so in tune with him, so desperate for more.
Lifting my pelvis, I shamelessly push myself into his mouth as he hums his approval. Waves begin to build in my chest as my pelvic muscles tense. Logan repeats this humming sensation, like he’s eating the best meal of his life, and his mouth feels like a vibrator on my clit. It’s indescribable.
“Oh God!” I cry, my back arching as the waves grow stronger, threatening to tear me apart.
“Mmm… slow down, baby,” he whispers, releasing me from his mouth. Just when I move to look down in disappointment, he slides his two middle fingers inside me, curling upward just where I like it.
“Oh fuck!” I yell.
“Watch your mouth,” he bites my thigh as his fingers slide in and out at the perfect pace, not too fast, but not too slow.
With his fingers working my walls, his lips return to tease my clit. Flattening his tongue, he shakes his head slowly, running his wetness back and forth on my most sensitive spot.
“Logan! Oh, baby,” I gasp, unable to hold back any longer. My body is seconds away from an explosion, desperate for release.
“Let me taste it,” he whispers, before taking my clit in his mouth, sucking gently as my hands go to cover my screams.
Between his dirty talk, the movements of his fingers and that unbelievable mouth of his, I lose all control, spinning into an orgasm as he continues to pump me with his fingers until my body calms.
His fingers slide out of me and I feel his weight shifting down the bed.
“Where are you going?” I ask, ready to feel him.
“Do you have a condom?”
I can’t focus on that, because his cock is standing at attention in his tight boxer briefs, and my mouth is salivating just admiring the length. He has the nerve to blush and drop his hand over the bulge when he catches me looking.
“I’m on the pill. Get up here,” I insist, and without so much as a hesitation, he pulls down the boxers, freeing ten inches of stiffness before climbing on top of me.
Wrapping my legs around him, I ready myself as the tip of his cock presses against my opening, his hips rocking back and forth trying to inch his way in before he surges forward, plunging into me.
“Oh God!” I cry, but his lips cover my mouth, swallowing my wails as the pain disappears with every thrust, replaced by pure, blissful pleasure.
His body is rocking into me while his back dips, creating a wave-like motion as he sinks into me. Lifting my pelvis, I move to meet him with every thrust and he finally releases my mouth, each of us panting as I taste my own arousal on his tongue.
“Oh, yeah, baby. Just like that,” he groans with both of his hands in my hair, balancing his weight on his elbows.
“God, you feel so good, Logan.”
It’s unbelievable how amazing he feels inside of me. After so much sexual tension and build up, this is still more than I expected, and my body begins building for another climax.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growls, his face buried in my neck as he increases his pace, pumping me harder and faster.
“Yes, yes! Oh God!”
“You’re gonna come again for me,” he groans in my ear, and the sound of his pleasure makes my stomach tense so deliciously, I know I’m just seconds from another explosion.
“Yes, right there! Please don’t stop!”
“I’m not stopping until you come, baby,” he growls, and I fall over the edge of inexplicable delight, my body light as a feather, as he continues to pump into me, and then my body tenses, clenching on his hardness.
“Fuck, you’re squeezing my cock, babe,” he growls, turning over to flip me on top.
I want to tell him to watch his mouth as he did me, but all my sass has left me. I’m a ball of emotions, with half useful limbs. My body feels like pudding as he wraps his arms around me, pulling me flush against his body so my breasts are squished against his defined pecs.
“Logan,” I moan, unable to do or say much more. My body is spent, I don’t know how he thinks I can manage being on top.
“I got you, Ava,” he whispers as I sit up. Moving my hair to look me in the eyes as his hips slowly begin rocking into me, I can’t bring myself to ask him to stop, it feels too good.
“I can’t move,” I smile bashfully.
“Shh… come here, I got you,” he pulls me close to him, and I wrap my arms around his neck.
“We’re just going to go slow,” he whispers before tracing the outline of my ear with his tongue.
His hips rock a little faster and his hands drop to my hips to control my movement, while his mouth sucks and kisses along my neck.
My body is energized by his seduction, instantly hungry for more as I feel small waves begin to build within me. Without thinking, my body begins to rock along to his rhythm, my ass moving up and down, sliding my slickness on his cock.
“Mmm… there you go,” he groans, one of his hands moving from my hip to the small of my back, pressing down to reach another angle.
“Ahh,” I moan quietly, my body fully awakened to his movements.
“You want more, don’t you?” he whispers in my ear. His control is nothing short of amazing. How he’s able to maneuver through all of this and remain calm is beyond me.
“Yes,” I cry helplessly, unable to deny how good he feels.
“Good,” he nibbles on my neck, and his speed increases as I continue to bounce up and down on his length.
“Logan,” I moan into his ear, my stomach vibrating with tension as another orgasm ripens within me.
“Fuck, you feel so good.”
It’s knowing that I’m pleasing him that turns me on so much. Hearing the shift in his tone, the inflection of his voice, as he struggles to maintain control. That’s what drives me wild. I have to drive him crazy, because that’s just what he’s doing to me.
Moving my hands behind his head, I run my fingernails along his scalp while gripping his hair between my knuckles. Raising faster, and falling harder, our bodies begin to crash into each other, so hard a clapping sound announces every collision.
“Fuck, slow down,” he growls, his hand gripping my thigh, but I don’t listen. Instead, I move my hips in circles while sliding up and down so that I’m swirling around his stiff cock.
“No, I want you,” I moan into his ear, biting his earlobe roughly.
“You want more?” He repeats my request as if it’s a challenge.
“Yeah, baby. Give me more.”
“You’ve got a greedy little pussy,” he growls before running his hand along the length of my body, passing between my breasts before wrapping his fingers around my neck, and pulling my head up until we’re eye to eye.
“Give me a kiss,” he orders, while his hips continue to rock upwards and our bodies collide mercifully.
Obeying without a second thought, I lean down, offering my mouth, and he takes it. Moving my head to best accommodate his tongue with his grip on my neck, he wraps his free arm around my lower back and begins to pump me harder and faster.
“Oh God!” I pull away from the kiss to voice my pleasure, my face falling to his neck.
“You’re gonna come again, Ava,” he grunts, telling me what he wants, but I want the same from him.
“Give it to me, Logan.”
A low growl escapes his lips as both of his hands drop to my hips, pulling me to him as he surges into me. We’re moving so fast and rough, the entire bed is rocking to our rhythm.
“I want it, Logan.”
“What do you want, baby?” he asks in almost a moan, and I know he’s close to the edge too.
“I want you to fuck me, Logan,” I cry loudly, and his body goes haywire.
His heels are pressed into the mattress, surging him forward as he pulls me onto him while bucking like an animal. “Aww, fuck!” He groans loudly.
I can sense him losing control, and it makes me feel like the most powerful woman in the world. Throwing all my weight back, I bounce my ass up and down, sliding on and off his hard cock as he clenches shut his eyes, undistinguishable sounds escaping him, the pleasure seeping right out of him.
“Baby, fuck!” He grunts, his body betraying him as I push him closer and closer to his orgasm.
“Logan, yes! Logan!” I cry, my own orgasm right on the brink.
“Fuck, Ava!” My name is a cry, a plea, a prayer and I feel him explode within me, his body stiffening, as he grips me tightly, moaning my name as he releases.
Seeing him lose control and feeling him climax is the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced, and I come again, so turned on from pleasing him. Our sweaty bodies slowly rock to a stop until I’m resting on his chest as we pant in sync with one another.
“Holy fuck!” he sighs, looking over at me when I roll from on top of him.
“You’re amazing,” I sigh, my hand covering my eyes in disbelief of how good that was.
“That was all you. I knew it was gonna be explosive, but… holy fuck!” He shakes his head, rolling over to get out of the bed before walking to the bathroom.
His absence alarms me a bit, and I begin to wonder if he’s subtly asking me to go to my room now by leaving the bed. When I hear the water running from the bathroom, I know he must be taking a shower, so I climb out of the bed, gathering all my clothes as quickly as possible.
“What are you doing, Ava?”
“Oh, I thought you were going to shower, maybe you want me to…” I fade away, as he stands there naked, holding a hand towel.
“You think you’re going to do that to me and then leave?” he asks, walking to me with the sexiest smirk.
“You did that, Logan,” I scrunch my eyebrows together as his hand reaches my hip pulling me flush against him.
“No one has ever made me lose control like that. You’re not going anywhere,” he leans down, pressing his lips to mine, before lifting me. The towel is hot against my hip as he sets me on the edge of the bed before kneeling between my legs.
Using the warm towel, he gently cleans my sex, glancing up to check my facial expression, ensuring he’s not hurting me. It’s almost as intimate as the sex itself. Almost.
Once he finishes, he stands and uses the towel to wipe his still erect length. After tossing the towel into a wicker basket, he sits on the bed next to me.
“This feels really weird, but will you sleep with me tonight?” he asks.
“What’s weird about that?”
“Well, I’ve never actually asked that. I’m usually asking women to leave, but I see you want to go, and I don’t want you to,” he glances down at my dress in my hand.
“I was only leaving because that’s what I thought you wanted,” I assure him with a smile, tossing my dress to the floor before jumping into his arms and rolling on the bed as our naked bodies press against each other.