Never Let Me Go: Part 2

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you make it hard not to have my hands on you. Looking like that, it’s all I can do not to throw you on the bed and spend the next three hours making you scream my name. You make me want to be rough, to take what I want.”
    “What’s stopping you?” She put a knee on the bed and bent over.
    I choked out a breath and came up behind her, running my hands from her thighs to her stomach.
    “Is that how you want it, Kitten? You want me to have my way with you? You want me to take what I want?” I demanded.
    “Yes. That’s what I want,” she sighed.
    “Your wish is my command, baby. Up on the bed. Leave the heels on.”
    I made her watch as I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and put it on the dresser. My pants came next, her hungry eyes following their progress as they fell to the floor.
    “Can you see the affect you have on me?” I growled.
    She nodded, biting her lower lip.
    I pounced on her. Grabbing and touching anything I could get my hands on. She moaned under me.
    “Kitten,” I sighed into her ear as I slipped inside. “Always so perfect. Mine. Only mine.” All thoughts of being rough went out the window when I saw the look of pure love in her eyes.
    “Always yours, Logan.” She breathed as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
    It was too good, being with her, a part of her, it was too amazing. She felt too good. I reached and put my hands under her, wanting to feel every bit of her.
    “God Logan, it’s so good.” She closed her eyes, lost to her own desire.
    “Come on, Kitten, a little more for me,” I urged her.
    She squeezed her eyes shut, and shook her head. I could already feel her squeezing me. That was all it took; I crushed my mouth on hers and gave her everything I had in me.
    “I always think I’ve imagined how good it is with you,” she sighed.
    I laughed and rolled to the side, both of us panting and sweaty.
    “And?” I turned my head to look at her.
    “You surprise me every time.” The satisfied smile she wore spoke volumes. “You make me feel so many things I thought I wasn’t capable of Logan.” She tried to roll away but I held her in place.
    “Tell me.” I could see how at war her emotions were.
    “This isn’t really a post sex talk.”
    “Does it matter? I want to know you Grace. All of you.”
    “For me, sexy isn’t something I ever thought I was. Scott never liked me in lingerie, he always told me I didn’t have the body for it.” She twisted the sheet in her hands.
    My hands curled into fists. I felt a rage I had never experienced before. First, that the bastard had ever had the good fortune to see her naked to begin with. And second, that he told her she wasn’t good enough.
    “Grace. Look at me please.”
    A slight shake of her head told me just how much he had messed her up.
    “Look at me. I need to see your eyes.” I took her chin in my hands. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on. In nothing, in lingerie, in my shirts. It doesn’t matter what you wear or don’t. You’re beautiful. It’s not even about the way you look, it’s you. Your heart, that brain of yours. You keep me on my toes, Kitten. Life will never be dull for us.”
    “He took so much from me, Logan. It made me feel like I wasn’t worth anything.” A tear slipped down her cheek.
    I wiped it away with my thumb. “You are worth so much. Kitten, you are more than I could ever deserve.”
    “I’m finally believing that.” She smiled weakly. “Sorry for this awful post sex conversation.”
    “It’s not always going to be butterflies and rainbows right? This is real life. Neither of us are perfect, I for sure am as far from it as possible. I always want to know what you’re feeling.”  I wished so bad that I could find Scott and beat the shit out of him.
    Grace’s phone vibrated in her purse. She rolled off the bed and went to grab it while I enjoyed the view of her amazing ass.
    “Oh God.” She shook her head with a frown.
    “What’s up?”
    “John. He

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