Page 108 of That Last Secret

I swallow past the lump lodged in my throat. Talking about sex has always been hard for me. Yet, with Logan it comes so easily.

“I really want to feel you inside of me again.”

A growl vibrates through his chest.

“Unfortunately, you’ll have to wait.” He lowers himself between my legs, taking in the sight before him before he peppers kisses along my inner thigh. Then he repeats the move on the other leg. “Ineedto have a taste of this. It’s been too fucking long.”

Then he kisses me right where I have been aching for him to kiss me again. The contact causes me to sit back on my hands, spreading my legs as wide as they can go.

His tongue swipes through, reaching my clit, and my back completely arches. My head falls back, and I moan at the intense pleasure I feel while he circles my clit in a rhythmic pattern. My hips move on their own accord, chasing his mouth.

I’d like to think this is all related to missing him and the buildup in anticipation of seeing him tonight.

But it’s most certainly not.

This is all Logan. He makes me feel alive.

“Down here,” his raspy voice says between my legs. “I need your eyes on me while I eat your pussy.”

Oh my god.

I open my eyes and look down at him, propping myself on my elbows for a better view. His eyes are looking up at me, and just seeing him between my legs does something to me.

My legs already feel weak, but I lift them and rest my feet on his shoulders. He uses his hands to cup my inner thighs, spreading me even wider so I can get a good look.

He smirks up at me while one hand leaves my thigh before he drives two fingers inside of me. Hard and fast while he latches his lips over my clit.

“Fuck, Logan,” I cry out, my body lifting off of the counter. “Oh my god.”

“Tell me how you feel. Keep using your words for me.”

“So good. So,sogood,” I moan, my voice rising as the pleasure only intensifies.

“You’re dripping down my hand already. You’re so nice and wet for me,” Logan groans. “I can’t wait to slide my cock in you and fuck you hard and fast.”

“Logan,” I scream through my pants. I dig my fingers into his hair, keeping my eyes fixed on him. “Keep talking.”

He looks up at me again but not lifting his head an inch away from my pussy.

“I didn’t hear you say please.”

“Please,” I beg. “You… you’re going to make me come. I want to come.”

“That’s the goal. I’ll make you come so hard that you’ll see stars. And when you’re done, I’ll make you come again around my cock. You think you’ll be able to do that for me?”

I’m barely able to get a nod out because his tongue flicks over my clit faster and with more pressure, moving at the same speed his fingers fuck me. He curves them slightly and I do exactly what he said I was going to do.

I come fast and hard.

My vision blurs at the intensity of this orgasm as my legs quiver around him, my head falls back, and I scream out his name repeatedly as he removes his fingers and drives his tongue into me. Tasting every drop of my orgasm.

I barely have a moment to breathe before he lifts himself up, hovering over me and claiming my mouth with his.

I melt into the kiss, tasting myself on him as he kisses me with more desire than he ever has before. This kiss is wildly different from the others. It’s laced with need and urgency.

It’s one that tells me he wants every single part of me.

I reach down and hook a finger into the waistband of his shorts to push them down to free his cock, not releasing myself from his kiss.

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