release the moan that crawls up from my throat and escapes from my lips.
As he stands and meets my gaze, my hunger reflected in his expression, he reaches for me, pulling me up into his arms. I wrap my arms around his slippery, beautiful neck as his fingers bite into the backs of my thighs. He guides me home as I wrap my legs around him, locking myself to him, grinding down on him, shamelessly fucking him, sliding up and down his length.
After a few minutes of frenzied fucking, he loses his footing and ends up sliding down the wet tiles until he is flat on his back on the bottom of the shower. I am still on top as the water cascades down on us... I moan in pure pleasure. I feel his length still deep inside, stretching me. We are still connected, and after a moment have to adjust to our sudden change of position. He begins thrusting into me from below...
“Oh my god, Logan.”
I am back up against the wet, slippery wall. He lifts one of my legs up and rests my foot along the side of the bath. He bends down, slipping his tongue inside me and circling my clit, letting a deep feral groan escape from his lips.
“Hold on baby, don’t let go yet.”
I need to let go. I don’t think I can hold on much longer. He stands up and I wrap my arms around his stunningly masculine biceps, trying to pull me up from the bottom of the bath. I devour his mouth, stroking my tongue with his.
My legs are shaking as he slips his fingers up inside me, expertly rubbing in and out, circling my clit in unison.
My orgasm is building again, but every time I nearly reach a climax he stops and teases my nipples with his tongue, cupping and pulling at my breasts.
I need to let go. I can’t stand it any longer. Logan slams into me, in and out, deep inside me, my core tightening again. I tighten around his thick cock. I can hardly keep myself from falling as my orgasm grows stronger.
He fucks me harder, and harder, his own orgasm building, both of us entwined in each other not wanting it to end, but wanting and needing to come hard. He fucks me deeper, faster, harder.
I let go with a sharp breath in, and I moan with the pleasurable sensations. I explode around his hard cock, trying to hold myself up.
Logan pulls me in closer, wrapping his huge forearm around my waist to stop my fall.
“Oh fuck, Logan.”
That deep, low groaning sound coming from his throat as he smiles at me, sounds so sexy. Turning me on more as he fucks me deep and fast then slowing again. Both of us hot and sweaty, my face is flushed, my breathing altering as my heart rate pumps wildly in my chest.
I am pinned against the tiles. With one strong hand, Logan pulls my chin up, bites my bottom lip between his teeth, releases it slowly and kisses me. With his other hand around my back he lifts me up in the air, slipping slightly as he moves. I wrap my legs tightly around his back, and with a deep moan, he explodes into me, groaning, “Babe, I love you.”
He breathes onto my skin. Just the sound of his deep voice, the deep groan he makes from his orgasm, and those little words make me come again.
While recovering from that awesome session, I grab the shower gel and rub it over Logan’s back, his arms, and his most impressive chest. He turns and does the same for me, rubbing the lather of the gel over my breasts, taking his time on my nipples.
When he steps out to dry off, he wraps his towel around his waist while I rinse off. As I step out of the shower, he wraps a towel around me.
Lying here sated on the bed, our limbs intertwined, he whispers in my ear, “I Love you, Dana. I’ve missed you so much.” He kisses me on the temple as his arms tighten around me in a protective hold. I look up at his beautiful face and whisper, “I love you more.”
I sat at the breakfast bar listening to Passenger coming from the sound system with the volume low, while Logan is getting his clothes on.
“I love this song, what a brilliant voice he’s got.”
We both have
As he stands and meets my gaze, my hunger reflected in his expression, he reaches for me, pulling me up into his arms. I wrap my arms around his slippery, beautiful neck as his fingers bite into the backs of my thighs. He guides me home as I wrap my legs around him, locking myself to him, grinding down on him, shamelessly fucking him, sliding up and down his length.
After a few minutes of frenzied fucking, he loses his footing and ends up sliding down the wet tiles until he is flat on his back on the bottom of the shower. I am still on top as the water cascades down on us... I moan in pure pleasure. I feel his length still deep inside, stretching me. We are still connected, and after a moment have to adjust to our sudden change of position. He begins thrusting into me from below...
“Oh my god, Logan.”
I am back up against the wet, slippery wall. He lifts one of my legs up and rests my foot along the side of the bath. He bends down, slipping his tongue inside me and circling my clit, letting a deep feral groan escape from his lips.
“Hold on baby, don’t let go yet.”
I need to let go. I don’t think I can hold on much longer. He stands up and I wrap my arms around his stunningly masculine biceps, trying to pull me up from the bottom of the bath. I devour his mouth, stroking my tongue with his.
My legs are shaking as he slips his fingers up inside me, expertly rubbing in and out, circling my clit in unison.
My orgasm is building again, but every time I nearly reach a climax he stops and teases my nipples with his tongue, cupping and pulling at my breasts.
I need to let go. I can’t stand it any longer. Logan slams into me, in and out, deep inside me, my core tightening again. I tighten around his thick cock. I can hardly keep myself from falling as my orgasm grows stronger.
He fucks me harder, and harder, his own orgasm building, both of us entwined in each other not wanting it to end, but wanting and needing to come hard. He fucks me deeper, faster, harder.
I let go with a sharp breath in, and I moan with the pleasurable sensations. I explode around his hard cock, trying to hold myself up.
Logan pulls me in closer, wrapping his huge forearm around my waist to stop my fall.
“Oh fuck, Logan.”
That deep, low groaning sound coming from his throat as he smiles at me, sounds so sexy. Turning me on more as he fucks me deep and fast then slowing again. Both of us hot and sweaty, my face is flushed, my breathing altering as my heart rate pumps wildly in my chest.
I am pinned against the tiles. With one strong hand, Logan pulls my chin up, bites my bottom lip between his teeth, releases it slowly and kisses me. With his other hand around my back he lifts me up in the air, slipping slightly as he moves. I wrap my legs tightly around his back, and with a deep moan, he explodes into me, groaning, “Babe, I love you.”
He breathes onto my skin. Just the sound of his deep voice, the deep groan he makes from his orgasm, and those little words make me come again.
While recovering from that awesome session, I grab the shower gel and rub it over Logan’s back, his arms, and his most impressive chest. He turns and does the same for me, rubbing the lather of the gel over my breasts, taking his time on my nipples.
When he steps out to dry off, he wraps his towel around his waist while I rinse off. As I step out of the shower, he wraps a towel around me.
Lying here sated on the bed, our limbs intertwined, he whispers in my ear, “I Love you, Dana. I’ve missed you so much.” He kisses me on the temple as his arms tighten around me in a protective hold. I look up at his beautiful face and whisper, “I love you more.”
I sat at the breakfast bar listening to Passenger coming from the sound system with the volume low, while Logan is getting his clothes on.
“I love this song, what a brilliant voice he’s got.”
We both have
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