She smiles. “I’m still on the pill.”
That’s all I need to hear. I lift her up, and she wraps her legs around my waist, pressing her heat against my cock.
I growl as I spin us so her back is against the wall. While holding her in place with one hand, I move my other hand between us. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” I kiss her hard. Then I pull back to watch as I line up my cock.
“All I do is think about you, and I’m wet. Logan, after being with you again in the barn, it’s all I can think about.”
I tease the tip of my cock at her entrance. She tries to thrust toward me but can’t with the way I’m holding her. “All you can think about?” I ask, then I rub the head over her clit and watch how I’m glistening in her juices.
“I masturbate every night, thinking of you,” she pants out.
I meet her eyes. “You do?” I keep rubbing her clit, working her up.
She nods. “Sometimes more than once a night.”
“Fuck, that’s hot.” I line myself up and thrust inside her.
She squeezes me, and I hold still, trying hard not to come too fast. While it was great last time, I want her to know I can last when I want to. And she feels like heaven, and I want to stay inside as long as I can.
I continue to pump as I kiss her neck, finding that sensitive spot she has just behind her ear. When I reach it, she moans, and her hands move down my back to my ass as she presses me in farther.
“Harder!” she demands.
I push in and out harder, causing a clock hanging on the wall to fall to the floor. Her hands move to my shoulders, and she finds a way to push herself up and down, changing the angle against my cock. It also causes her breasts to bounce up and down. God, she is the sexiest woman I’ve ever known.
“Right there, Logan. Oh God, yes!”
The familiar tingle begins in my lower back. “Oh, fuck. Delaney, I’m not going to last.”
She moves faster against me. “Harder!” she demands again.
I pump harder, causing some items on the top of my dresser to topple over.
“Yes!” she screams as she tightens around my cock, squeezing it.
I pull out and thrust to the hilt one more time as my orgasm hits hard. I brace one hand against the wall to hold us steady as my vision blurs as I come harder than I think I ever have before.
As soon as I feel stable enough to move, I carry us both to my bed and lay us down. I kiss her forehead, her cheek, then her lips.
She smiles up at me. “Logan?”
“Hmm?”
“I want to do that with you for the rest of my life.”
I chuckle. “It was amazing, but I think we might need to eat sometimes.”
“Uh-uh,” she says as her breathing evens out. “I’m tired. I drove straight here without resting.”
I want to ask her where she came from, but she falls asleep before I can. I pull a blanket up and over us and let myself fall asleep, too.
CHAPTER33
Delaney aka Anna
I yawnas I wake up in Logan’s arms. I can’t believe I’m really here in his apartment, in his embrace. These last couple of months have been miserable. I appreciate what Brian did for me, but it’s lonely as hell, and Missoula is so cold.
“I want to stay here and never leave,” I say.
