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I’d never actually considered that before. My role in bed had always been assumed. Doing it any other way had never occurred to me as a possibility.

Thinking about it for a second, I shook my head.

“Maybe another time. For now, I want it like this.”

He was still obviously hesitant, so I grabbed his shoulders and guided him forward until he knelt over me with his hands planted on the bed near my head and my legs wrapped around his hips.

I ran gentle hands over his shoulders and down his back, admiring the strong but safe cage his body formed around me.

“Everything with you has felt so different than what I’ve known before. I want to know how different this will feel as well. I need to feel you inside me.”

The nightstand beside the bed was close enough for Logan to reach without leaving me. He tossed a bottle of lubricant onto the mattress beside me, then held up a condom with a question in his eyes.

I debated with myself, but ultimately shook my head. “Do you mind if we don’t use it. I’m clean. I promise. Jason insisted I get tested for everything possible, and I haven’t slept with anyone since. I just… I really want to feel you as much as possible.”

Logan tossed the condom aside without protest. “I’m clean as well. I got tested just last week. Not because I thought there was a problem, but just because I wanted to be able to prove it to you. I can get the paperwork, if you want to see it.”

I held on tight to his shoulders before he could leave.

“It’s all right. I believe you. But thanks for making so much effort. You didn’t have to do that. I would have believed you even without proof.”

He pressed a heartbreakingly tender kiss to my forehead.

“I just want to make sure you’re comfortable.”

I held back the tears that wanted to well up in my eyes and gave him a smile instead. “I promise you. I’m very comfortable.” Then I handed him the bottle of lube. “Now, get to work.”

Logan’s fingers slid into me easily. Two years of celibacy wasn’t enough to make me forget how sex worked, and I found it very easy to relax while holding onto him and breathing in his comforting scent.

While he slowly stretched me open, Logan pressed dozens of kisses over my neck and chest. His fingers sought every pleasurable spot inside of me until I was a writhing, desperate mess.

“I’m ready,” I gasped as his fingers pushed even deeper. “I was ready a while ago. Now, you’re just trying to make me beg.”

Logan just laughed and kissed me again. “Patience. There’s nothing wrong with making sure you enjoy it.”

“Enjoy” was an understatement. Logan’s touch was so different from anything else I’d ever experienced, there was no comparison.

When he finally deemed me ready—and when I was nearly clawing at him in desperation—he removed his fingers and hitched my legs higher around his waist to line himself up.

My fingernails left crescents on his shoulders as he pushed inside me. I couldn’t help the instinct that made me want to brace for pain. Yet, I felt nothing but pleasure and satisfaction as he buried himself deep inside me. At this point, I may as well call myself a virgin. If this was what being with someone was supposed to be like, then everything I’d experienced before shouldn’t even count as sex.

Logan started moving, soft and shallow at first, but quickly gaining strength. I clung to him, crying out in ecstasy with each thrust. He must have really been paying attention when he usedhis fingers, because he managed to hit my deepest pleasure spot with deadly accuracy every time.

I couldn’t take it. I wasn’t used to feeling so much all at once. Yet, at the same time I didn’t want him to stop.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him as tightly as I could, practically merging our bodies together as I mumbled encouragement into his ear.

“Fuck. Baby, just like that. So good. You’re so good.”

With each thrust, Logan sent me higher and higher until it almost felt like I’d slipped into the Midnight Zone again. I was barely inside my body anymore, as though my soul was leaking out and filling the air around us.

I could have stayed there forever and lived a happy life.

Eventually, Logan’s movements grew more erratic. He was desperately close to his end. Considering how much I’d teased him before this, it was a miracle he’d lasted so long.

His hand slipped between us and started stroking my cock, hastening my own climax so I could join him. He was mumbling something into my ear the whole time, and though I couldn’t make out the words through the pounding of my own heartbeat, the sound of his voice was enough to tickle the back of my brain.

I bit his shoulder when I came. I didn’t plan to do so. It just happened in the heat of the moment.

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