Logan managed to maneuver them into the bedroom, bumping Vivian’s legs twice and only missing hitting her head on the doorframe because he placed his hand on the back of it to protect it. When they finally stumbled into the room and fell sideways together on the twin-sized bed, their mouths separated just long enough for her to say, “Ow,” as she grinned against his lips.

“Shut it,” he chuckled, grabbing her by the waist and rolling, pulling her on top of him before sealing her lips with his again.

While their lips moved in concert, their hands flew haphazardly between their bodies, trying to pull their clothes off without ending the kiss. Finally, after they fumbled like teenagers, getting nowhere, Vivian sat up, her hand on the wall of his chest as she panted. Sliding her hands to the bottom of her shirt, she pulled it slowly up over her breasts, teasing him as the material caught on the underside first before revealing her black, lacy bra. Flipping the shirt over her head, she tossed it to the side.

Suddenly nervous, she held her breath as his eyes moved from her face to her chest. Lifting one hand, he traced the swell of flesh with his forefinger, dipping down into her cleavage before moving over the next swell. Her breasts ached with need and her nipples hardened.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he groaned, his voice surprisingly reverent as his eyes lifted back to hers.

Smiling in relief, she reached behind her and unclasped her bra, tossing it into the air. Logan continued to watch, her naked breasts bouncing slightly with the movement. The dark, rosy nipples beckoned him and he lifted his hands, palming their fullness. Rising forward, he latched his mouth over one, lost in the feel of the pliant flesh as he sucked deeply. Taking his fill of one breast, he moved to the other, before letting go and nipping the tender flesh.

Rolling, he straddled her body, his hands moving to her jeans’ zipper, having to shift to keep from rolling off the small bed. Lowering her pants, he slowly revealed her beauty, lifting off her just long enough to pull her jeans down, snagging her black panties as he went. Bending, he kissed her stomach, causing her to jerk while giggling.

“I’m ticklish,” she groaned, as his lips moved down. Vivian watched as he stood by the bed, his eyes moving from her head to her toes, her body completely naked for his slow perusal. “You make me nervous,” she said, her voice quivering.

“Don’t be.” His eyes were once more back to hers. “You’re fuckin’ perfection.”

Licking her lips, still tingling from their kisses, “You’re kind of overdressed for what I think is going to happen.”

“Oh, what you think is going to happen, is going to happen,” he assured. Jerking his shirt over his head, he reached for his pants while toeing out of his boots. In a few seconds, he stood, tall and proud, his erect cock in his hand as he palmed it. Snagging a condom from his billfold, he crawled back on top of her, halting a whisper away from her lips.

She allowed her gaze to travel slowly over his body.  His dark brown hair was newly clipped and his daily scruff gave off a dangerous air.  She followed his body with her eyes, from his muscular chest to his defined abs.  A smattering of chest hair tapered to his waist. “You’re gorgeous,” she whispered, marveling at the play of his muscles as he held himself above her.  

She watched him hesitate for an instant, as though giving her the opportunity to call a halt to what they were doing. Her response was to grab his cheeks again and pull him down to her. Thrusting her tongue into his mouth, she relished the taste of him as their tongues tangled. She heard his groan, feeling it rumble in his chest, as it was pressed against her breasts.

Her hands clutched at his shoulders, her feet digging into his ass, urging him on. Lining his erection to her entrance, Logan looked down at her expectant face. Suddenly unsure, he knew it had been a long time since he had needed to finesse a woman—and he wanted that for her. “Tell me what you want, Viv,” he ordered, teasing her sex with the head of his cock.  Moving it slowly through her wet folds, he closed his eyes briefly, forcing himself to go slow.  Sucking in a deep breath, he opened his eyes, carefully watching her flushed face as she held his gaze.

“I want you.  Now,” she answered, her breasts heaving with each pant, her hips bucking upward. 

Dipping his mouth, barely touching hers, he whispered, “My pleasure,” before plunging his dick into her hot, tight channel and his tongue into her warm mouth.

Moving both in rhythm, he started slowly, his cock stretching her as it hit every nerve along the way.  In and out, creating friction that drove her to distraction.  He moved his tongue along her neck, sucking on the tender area at the base where her pulse throbbed. 

Vivian’s hands wrapped around his back and her legs entwined around his waist, opening herself up more.  She heard him groan as she met him thrust for thrust.  Moving her fingertips over the ridges of his arms and back, she felt the power of his muscles as they flexed with each stroke. 

“More.  Harder,” she moaned as the friction built to a crescendo.  She squeezed her eyes shut as the world around her fell away, feeling only the rocking of her body as he powered into her.  He changed the angle of his hips, grinding them against her clit.  Feeling the world tilting as tremors began in her core and exploded outward, she suddenly felt his dick swell even larger inside her.

Logan watched her perfect teeth bite into her kiss-swollen bottom lip, her head thrown back against the mattress as he felt his balls tighten.  Her breasts moved with each thrust and her breath came out in pants.

“Open your eyes, babe.  I want to see you while you come,” he begged.  Her dark eyes focused on him and she smiled. He felt her inner walls clenching on his dick.  Reaching down, he tweaked her clit and watched with satisfaction as she cried out her orgasm. 

Vivian watched Logan’s normally stoic expression change as his orgasm rocked through him.  With his head thrown back, the veins stood out on his neck as he powered through. 

A moment later, he fell onto his back on the mattress, trying to catch his breath, and she dropped onto his chest, not having enough room to lie next to him.  Rolling to the side, he pulled her along with him.  Their sweat-slicked bodies cooled slowly as their heartbeats continued to pound. 

“Wow,” she finally breathed.

Chuckling, Logan leaned up just enough to stare down at her. Pushing her hair back from her face, he replied, “Yeah…wow.”

Smiling, she drifted to sleep, his arms wrapped around her as he shifted to get more comfortable on the tiny twin-sized bed. She draped most of her body on his, her head on his chest, and as he tangled his legs with hers, he found they just fit. If neither moved. But soon, he joined her in slumber, pulling her in even closer.