Page 67 of Every Sunset
“Eager, I can work with.” Logan smiled too as he leaned in and kissed me. Our teeth knocked together as we both continued to smile, but that changed as the kiss turned more intense, then almost frenzied. Logan supported his weight over me with one arm on the back of the sofa while he started to slowly caress the other down my body in languid strokes that only served to rile me further.
“Logan,” I gasped, almost desperately. My entire body felt out of control, writhing with my need for more of his touch and not just up and down my side, which he seemed to be teasing me at.
“Steady, sweetheart,” he whispered close to my ear, then he leaned over me again, kissing his way down my chest, between my breasts and down my stomach. I was about to growl with frustration when finally his kisses moved upwards again, and then he was lavishing my nipples with the same attention he’d given the rest of my body, nibbling the hard peaks, then soothing them with his tongue.
I arched my back, pushing my breasts closer to him in the hopes he’d never stop. The sensations shooting right to my core were becoming overwhelming, but it felt so good.
I cried out in protest when he stopped and moved up to sip at my lips gently. He seemed to be studying my face with every touch of his lips and I knew he was worried about pushing me past what I could handle.
“Love you, Logan,” I panted between kisses, knowing he needed my reassurance that everything was still good.
“Love you too, sweetheart. You still with me?” he asked as he paused and pulled back just enough to see my face.
“Always,” I whispered. “I feel so good. Please don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” he promised as he trailed his kisses down my neck once again and teased my nipples, moving back and forth between them.
I was pretty sure I was going to have a heart attack right there on the spot if he didn’t ease the wild need and pressure that I could feel throbbing at my core, but he must have sensed that too, because finally his hand trailed down my body between us until he came to my aching core. His fingers toyed with me, gently teasing my clit, taking me right to the brink of the release I needed, then pulling back, again and again until I was not only writhing, but I was also crying out in desperation for him to just give me what I needed.
“More! Please Logan…need more!” I gasped.
Thankfully, he heard my desperation and he slid two fingers deep inside of me as his thumb brushed over my clit with the perfect amount of pressure. Just as I was about to come and get everything my body needed and wanted I pushed up onto my elbows so I could see Logan more clearly.
“Wait!” I cried. It killed me when I was so close, but I wanted to take things between us further and I was done waiting.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Logan asked as he pulled his hand free of my pounding core and moved up my body so we were face to face.
“I…inside me….I w-want you inside me! I want to feel you everywhere when I come for the first time with you, Logan, please,” I begged.
“Fuck, Anna. You really are perfect,” he uttered as he pushed up onto his knees and moved between my legs. He leaned over to the side table beside the sofa, opened a little drawer and pulled out a condom.
“Do I even want to know why you guys keep condoms there?” I asked as I tried to calm down a little.
“Only for you, gorgeous. Madd put them in every room since you and he had sex for the first time,” he explained.
“He told you?”
“We’re brothers,” Logan shrugged. “We tell each other everything, but not details. Not like that, not about you, okay?” He paused in opening the condom and looked to me for my answer.
“I can live with that,” I nodded. Now get that thing open and on before I explode here!” I laughed as I nodded to the condom packet.
Logan let out a chuckle, then he used his teeth to tear open the condom.
“Make sure you talk to me if you need me to slow down or stop,” he told me as he slid the condom onto his long, thick cock. Iknew it was going to be a struggle to take all of him, but it didn’t scare me. All I could honestly think about was feeling how full he would make me feel.
“Logan…Please,” I squeaked as I gave him my best pleading look.
The relief was overwhelming as he lined himself up and started to slowly ease his length inside of me, little by little. He was a tight fit, but the fact I was very much ready helped and within moments he was fully seated inside of me. He lifted me up so I was straddling his thighs and I pressed myself against his warm and hard front as I gripped his shoulders.
“You feel so right, sweetheart,” he breathed close to my ear.
“We do. We fit together,” I panted as I clung to him and started to move up and down on his lap. My orgasm didn’t take long to build up again once Logan started to move too, back and forth, setting a rhythm of pleasure I was trying hard to keep up with.
My body tensed up as the need within me built and built. I wrapped one of my arms around Logan’s neck needing to hold on to him as I became overwhelmed with the strength of the orgasm I could feel building inside. Part of me was scared of it, but the bigger part of me was moving frantically on Logan to chase it.
“I’ve got you. Let go, Anna. I’ve got you,” Logan ground out, his own jaw tense with what I suspected was his orgasm building too. He thrust a little harder into me several times and it was exactly what I needed. My pleasure crashed down over me like a tidal wave and I gripped onto Logan tight, just trying to hold on as I lost all sense of everything but him and my own pleasure.
Logan grunted his own release moments later, then he lowered his weight down over me and I loved it. The sensation of his weight and his warmth pressing down on me as he stilled, the both of us breathless and panting – it just felt so right.Being laid with him there, spent, and feeling so peaceful and free, it was home, just as it had felt when I’d had sex with Madd before too. The two of them, and my son, they were my home now, I realized. They were the thing I had never truly had in my life to that point – my safe place, my sanctuary.
