Kitty ran the bathwater and mused over the selection of bath salts. She spied a big tub of something greenish in the back of the cupboard and pulled it out. Opened the tub, and sniffed. Different. Not feminine, that’s for sure. Mostly Epsom salts and some sort of forest-y fragrance.

She added a double handful to the bath and breathed in the new scent. She liked it. After stripping off her clothes, she pinned up her hair and slid into the still-filling tub. Swished the salts around. Her muscles still hurt after the unaccustomed shoveling work, and she relaxed into the heat.

“Damn, I really need to get an exercise program in place,” she muttered.

“I’ll exercise you.”

Logan’s words caused her nipples to tighten, and she caught her breath. Turned to look at him.

He stood there in the doorway, magnificently naked, his cock hard and ready for her.

“Here in the tub?” She lifted an eyebrow.

“Nah. The tub is just where we’ll get clean. The bed? That’s where I’ll exercise you. Tomorrow, maybe we’ll exercise you in the living room. Out in the snow. In the workshop.” He shrugged. “You just never know.”

“In the snow?” Her voice got all squeaky, and she cleared it. “Um. Southern California girl here. I’d freeze my ass off in the snow.”

He bent over and turned the water off. “That sounds like a challenge. Scoot up.”

She did, and he got into the tub behind her. “Ah. I see you found my favorite salts. Mm.” Kitty made herself small as he settled his legs on either side of her. She wiggled back against him, wrapping his arms around her. She leaned her head on his chest with a sigh.

“This is great.”

His hands went to her breasts, and when he started kneading her flesh, pulling and teasing her nipples, waves of need shuddered through her.

“Logan,” she moaned.

“You told me,” he said in her ear. “You said you could come from having your nipples played with. Prove it.”

His hands were sweet torture on her flesh, every tug and twist connecting straight to her pussy.

“I love your ass pressed against my cock. Your body is so damn hot. I want to keep you in my bed and fill you…as often as I can.”

His voice, along with his persistent use of her nipples, caused her orgasm to explode out of her. Kitty arched into his hands, turned her face to his chest, and sobbed as she came, helpless in his grip.

“There you go. Good girl.” His hands changed, soothed, cupping water and pouring it down over her nipples.

She sank against him, her pussy throbbing in time with her nipples. “That was fantastic.”

“We’re just getting started. Go on, get out of the tub so I can wash up.”

“But I was going to wash you,” she protested.

“Next time. Maybe. Go on, get into bed and wait for me.”

Kitty turned, pressed a kiss on his lips, and stood. Held onto the grab bar to get out of the tub. She wrapped up in a towel and picked up her clothes from the bathroom floor.

“Don’t be too long, baby.” She closed the door between the bedroom and the bathroom and dried off. Took her hair down and fluffed it before pulling on a clean pair of panties and her t-shirt from dinner. She slid into bed and waited, her body still humming from the orgasm he’d given her.

When he came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, still naked and drying his hair, she caught her breath. Logan was so fucking sexy.

“You know, for someone who sits a lot every day, you sure have a ripped body. Yum yum,” she added.

“During spring, summer, and fall, there’s always something to do up here. Cut wood. Clean the firebreak around the property. Plant the vegetable garden.” He slung the towel back into the bathroom and put his hands on his hips. “Lose the top.” His cock pointed straight at her.

Kitty blinked. “Yeah?”

“Now.”

She pulled it off, feeling her body loosening for him again, her breasts aching for his touch. “Now what?”

“Lose the panties, or whatever you’re wearing under there.” He pulled the covers away, bared the big bed.

She slid her panties off, dropped them to the side of the bed, and waited.

“Lay on your back. Arms over your head.”

Kitty shivered a little. His voice was so hard. “Are you mad at me?”

“No. I’m just feeling a little kinky, is all.”

Oh. Desire gushed through her body again, heating up her core, and she scooted down on the bed and put her arms over her head.

“How kinky?”

“You okay with being tied up?” He fingered a silk scarf and sent her a questioning look.

She swallowed, hard. “Um, sure. Never been tied up before, but there’s always a first time, right?”

“Good girl.” He knelt by her side, took her wrists in his. Faster than she would have thought possible, he had both her hands tied to the headboard with the scarf.

“Circulation still okay?”

She checked. “Yeah, I’m fine. These knots aren’t coming undone, are they?”

“Only if I undo them. Silk is like that.” Logan brushed his hand across her chest and her nipples tightened into fat tips that begged for his touch. “You are so damn responsive.” He tugged at them, flicked his fingers at them, driving her wild.

“Ohh…damn but that feels…oh!”

He probed between her legs, felt how wet, how ready she was for him. “Already?” he teased, stroking her clit gently.

“I’m always ready for you, Logan. It’s rather embarrassing to go around in a permanent state of arousal.”

“You’re a lucky woman. Not everyone likes sex.”

Kitty snorted. “Not everyone has had you for a partner. I hit the fucking jackpot.”

“As soon as the plow comes by,” he began, but she glared at him.

“I know. I’m last year’s news. Got it.”

Logan’s eyes hardened. “No sass. Not tonight. Tonight, you’ll do as I say, when I say it. Agreed?”

Kitty kept her gaze on him. Something had pushed him to the limit today in the workshop. If he needed her to be open and obedient, however against her nature, she could do it.

“Yes, Logan.”

“Good. I’m going to turn you over, and then I’m going to spank your ass until it glows cherry red. And then I’m going to take your ass. It will be mine. Others may come after, but I’ll be the first.”

She shivered again, this time with pure anticipation, cream flooding her pussy. “Oh man.”

He slid his hands under her and gently turned her over, made sure her wrists were still fine and that hair didn’t get into her mouth.

“Okay?”

“Right as rain, and twice as wet,” she answered. “Ow!”

He popped her ass again. “No sass,” he reminded her.

“Yes, Logan.”

“Ready for this?”

“Please, Logan.”

Without another word, he spanked with a studied rhythm, one cheek, then the other cheek, then smack in the middle. Lower cheeks. Again, and again. Each one just a little bit harder.

Kitty stopped counting after twenty and wailed instead, the pain reaching inside her and ratcheting up her need.

Logan took a break when her tears flowed, and he soothed her with gentle rubs. “You look gorgeous. Deep reds, light reds, against the creamy skin of your luscious ass. Damn, woman.”

She answered him with snuffles and tears and giggles. The minute he released her arms from the scarf, she tugged him to her. He lay beside her, smoothed the hair out of her face, wiped her eyes, and held a tissue so she could blow her nose.

Once she’d composed herself, she met his gaze. She’d never felt closer to anyone before. Never trusted anyone the way she trusted him.

“You okay?”

“Only you, baby. I’ve never…only you.” New tears rose in her eyes, and he kissed them away, his lips gentle, his arms coming around to cradle her.

“I’m right here for you.”

Splat. That was her heart, falling out of her chest and landing at his feet. She pulled back the need and strove for a sense of lightness she didn’t feel.

“I’m fine and dandy. Now I want my cock candy, baby. Please.” She wiggled her tits across his chest.

Logan kissed her. “I’ll be right back. Close your eyes and rest.”

Kitty closed her eyes and took stock. Her ass throbbed with a delicious heat. Her pussy throbbed, too, wet and wanting, her orgasm hanging just out of her reach even though he wasn’t even in the same room.

He planned to take her ass. Like with a dildo, but better. Real flesh had to be better, right? Anticipation had her nerves tight.

“I’m here.” Logan drizzled something warm along her back before rubbing it into her back, loosening her muscles. He drizzled more along her ass and rubbed it gently, and so on down her legs to her toes.

“Mm. That feels wonderful.”

“Massage oil. I want you as relaxed as possible.”

She felt him spread her cheeks, and drizzle warm oil into her hole. He rubbed it in there, pushed one finger in. She opened easily for him.

“Such a good girl you are. I’m glad you used a dildo here.”

Kitty flushed with pleasure. He added a finger, and she moaned. “Feels so good, baby. So damn good.”

He lifted her hips up. “Kneel up, but keep bent over. We’ll start this way, see how we go.”

Once she was in position, he moved in behind her. She could feel the heat of his questing cock brushing up and down her ass.

“Condom.”

He inhaled. “Good reminder. Your body made me forget.” After finding a condom and rolling it on, he resumed his position.

He pushed another type of lube deep into her body. “Are you ready?”

“I am so fucking beyond ready that—yowza!” Logan pushed in all the way in one long, slow slide. “Oh wow.”

“You okay?”

“You, um. I’ve never had anything as big as you in my ass,” she confessed, and slowly relaxed. “But yeah.”

He moved then, out and back in. Again and again. Slow, steady, out and in.

Kitty moaned. It was a sensation she’d never had before, that feeling of fullness. When Logan pushed a hand beneath her to capture her breast, she gasped and just – let go. She let go of expectation, let go of control, let go of everything but the sensations bombarding her body.

“You are so. Fucking. Tight. Gods, woman.”

The tension in his voice sent her spiraling. The way he laid along her back, cocooning her, gave her a sense of safety. When his speed increased, so did her arousal.

He pulled out, throwing her into confusion. She rose up on one elbow and looked over her shoulder to find him stripping off the condom, and putting another one on. He flipped her over before plunging balls-deep into her.

Her ass burned against the sheets. His mouth, hot on her breast, built her toward another peak. His cock, hard and slick, pressed against her clit and she screamed out her pleasure. He pumped into her once, twice more before he yelled out his orgasm. He cradled her gently, his love washing over her. Slowly they both came back to awareness.

Kitty remained slumped in the bed where he left her, unable to even pull the covers up over her cooling body. When he returned to her and covered her up, spooned up against her back, she sighed in gratitude.

As she slipped into sleep, she murmured the words she had sworn to herself would never pass her lips in regard to Logan Erickson.

“I love you, so damn much.”