A grunt escapes my mouth as her hand snakes between us and she starts stroking my cock. Christ, she feels so good. Her strokes are firm and long, and I can’t get the image out of my mind of her mouth working me in tandem with it.

Which is why it nearly kills me to say what I’m about to.

“Stop.”

She jerks away with a panicked look in her eye. “Stop?”

I lean in for a reassuring, yet hard, kiss. “Only because I can’t wait any longer to fuck you.”

Her eyes flicker a shade darker. “You trying to win the bet?”

“Something like that.” I grab her hips and start turning her around. “On all fours. Let me see that perfect ass in the air.”

She bites her lip again as she does what I say. I don’t take my eyes off her as I fumble for my wallet, quickly grabbing a condom.

“You ready?” I ask, stepping closer as I sheath myself.

She looks over her shoulder, her eyes burning in anticipation. “Win that bet, Logan.”

“Gladly,” I groan, stepping up to her and kneeling on the bed, perfectly positioning myself to enter her.

“Ah!” she yells, falling to her elbows as I slide in. She’s still wet from earlier, but holy fuck is she tight. And I’m not just saying that to make me feel better about the size of my dick. The woman’s pussy is gripping me like a fucking vise, and I’ve barely entered her.

“So fucking tight.” I grit out, slowly starting to move in her.

She whimpers something unintelligible as I slowly work her up. She doesn’t move from how she’s fallen on the bed, which, if I do say so myself, gives me such a better angle and picture of herass that I do appreciate. I give it a slap for good measure, which seems to perk her up as I continue slowly thrusting into her.

“Harder.” Her word comes out as a muffled whisper.

Did she just ask me to go harder?

“Say it again. Tell me what you want.”

She pushes back up to all fours and turns her head around. Her eyes are determined, and her cheeks are flushed. At this moment, she’s a siren. I know I said I’d be in charge tonight, but this woman could tell me anything right now and I’d do it.

“Fuck me harder, Logan. Please.”

I feel a roguish smile form on my lips. “Gladly.”

And I do. I fuck her with reckless abandon. I squeeze her hip and smack her ass. I pound into her as if I’m trying to imprint myself onto her.

Needing more, and wanting to see her come apart again, I quickly pull out and flip her over, throwing one leg on my shoulder as I ram back into her. The position makes her back arch, and the scream she gives out as I rub her clit with my finger was worth not seeing her ass bounce against my hips.

“Logan…” She doesn’t say anymore as my name trails off on her tongue. But I know what she was about to say. I can feel it. Her cunt is squeezing me again, and if I’m being honest, I’m not too far behind. Watching her fall apart underneath me is going to be my undoing.

“Just let go, Maeve. Just let go…”

And she does. With one more hard thrust, combined with a perfectly timed rub of her clit, I watch as this beautiful woman has an orgasm that goes through her entire body. Her body is shaking as it hits her, which is plenty to send me over the edge with her.

That feeling of pure bliss shoots up my spine and I fall down on top of her, feeling my cum spill into the condom, but I refuse to pull out. No, not yet. Not as I feel Maeve’s body under me,both of us recovering from an experience I don’t think either of us are going to forget.

At least I know I won’t.

guide to love rule #65

Fall asleep on a plane at your own risk. You might wake up with drool on your face and a man who’s seen you naked sitting next to you.

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