“It’s the only photo I looked at from those files, Chrissy,” I tell her. “It’s the only one I needed to see, making me realize how much I want you. Need you.”
“Take me, Logan,” she says, starting to squirm and writhe on the bed like a woman possessed, only opening her eyes to meet mine as I gently pull her legs open after sliding out of my pants. My hardness bobbing against my abs as a thick clear line of precome runs from me.
I peel off her skirt as she strips herself out of her blouse and bra, and in seconds we’re both naked, my body pressed hard up against her sweet softness.
Her photo pressed somewhere between us, reminding me to keep it forever after today.
As if I wasn’t going to already.
I still can’t believe how beautiful she is and want to explore every inch of her, but that look she has, the shivering of her body tells me how close she is already.
How close we both are.
Her hands both press up onto my chest and her eyes finally widen, waking her from her dreamy look as she starts to feel her way across my own nakedness.
My own hands find her soft smoothness and hers start to claw lightly at my tensing chest, then abs as she works her way down to what I know she wants most of all.
“We can go slow,” I tell her, realizing just how tight she’s gonna be once her hands settle around my shaft and start circling her drenched pussy with it, moaning louder with each pass across her thickening clit.
“After… right now… I need this…” she sighs, and gripping me harder she starts to feed me inside her, lifting her hips and wincing for just one second before lifting her legs higher as I fill her in one smooth motion, making us both moan loudly.
Clenching my jaw, I grip her tighter and rush to meet her mouth with mine. It’s our first kiss with me inside her and I don’t want to miss this memory, like the photo, something I’ll keep forever, I know it.
She’s so tight, but instead of feeling like we’re both gonna finish before we start, something relaxes between us both, like we’re finally joined and there’s nothing to stop us from enjoying each other now.
As soon as I find her limit, as she takes all of my length she can, we both discover that new, special place that feels like a key in a lock. The instant pleasure we both feel is so intense that we both gasp again and I hold her face as I look deep into her eyes.
“This,” I tell her, “I want this with you, always Chrissy.”
Her head nods and we’re kissing again, everything feeling like the first time I kissed her not so long ago. Every kiss feeling like that first kiss.
But Chrissy surprises me.
My girl wants to fuck and she starts to work herself onto and over my tool like nothing I could ever have imagined.
Virgin, huh?
I think she’s spent a long time rehearsing for this moment in her mind. I know I have and between the two of us, we soon find out that wild love is just as sweet as the slow and gentle kind I know I’ll spend the rest of today making with her.
“I thought I was the wild one,” I growl in her ear, moaning again as she bucks harder against me, thrusting her hips so hard against me and gripping my thighs with hers.
Making me thankful for a real woman, someone who I can grab hold of. Someone who can take the size and hardness of my body pounding against theirs.
Shifting myself up onto my knees and gripping those perfect hips as hard as I dare, I start to thrust harder, with one hand eventually finding her ass and giving it an equally hard squeeze.
“Tell me what you want Chrissy… tell me how you want it,” I command her, feeling my hardness kicking up a notch, my balls rising up as I push deeper than ever into her.
“I want you to come inside me, Logan… fill me up with your babies… with… our… children…” she stammers. Each word interrupted by my balls slapping against her fine ass, her eyes starting to roll back, and then finally her wish comes true, and I come like never before.
Chapter Thirteen
Chrissy
I could look at Logan naked all day. Feeling him naked though, it drives me so wild, makes me only want him inside me so much, I don’t know how it happened or what I did to deserve this.
I should be shy, reserved, and even embarrassed, especially embarrassed.
But the way Logan looks at me, the things he tells me, and the fact I can see how much he’s getting off on me as much as I am on him… it brings out a side of me that almost scares me.
Except it isn’t scary, it’s beautiful.
Without him even telling me, I know why Logan’s worked so hard and why he’s always alone.
Something in his eyes, past his passions and his energy, screams the fact that the man’s never had a family. That he’s always been a lone wolf.
I know I want to change that, I know I want to be the one who makes his lonely days and nights leave forever.
I want him inside me, his seed inside me.
Our family inside me.
Our future, together, forever.
I’m bucking hard against him when I tell him so… maybe not in so many words, but I think he gets what I mean and it feels like something’s let loose inside of him.
That he finally understands what I really want, beyond the man, the money, and anything else most people see when they see Logan.
I see the father of my children, my new best friend, and our protector… and once I tell him what I want, I see the man who I know can pleasure me like nothing on earth.
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