“Damn that’s hot.” Logan said as he moved up her body, pulling her bottom to the edge of the desk. Thank goodness he was tall because he easily lined his body up with hers before sliding into her.
And yes, it was hot. Her skin was coated in perspiration, and her breathing was labored. The intensity of her orgasm had damn near drained her, but Logan was working furiously to build the next one that would likely blow her mind.
“Fuck.” Logan growled, lifting her legs until they were hanging over his arms. “You’re pussy’s so wet. So fucking tight.”
Logan rammed into her over and over, each thrust harder than the first. The desk was moving beneath her, but the only thing she could focus on was the heat reflected in his eyes.
“Come for me.” She told him, trying to take the reins once again. “You’re going to make me come, Logan.”
Logan leaned over her, pressing her thighs against her body as he fucked her relentlessly. He locked his gaze with hers. “I love you, Samantha.”
The words touched her just like they always did. Sam tightened her internal muscles, gripping him as hard as she could. “I love you too, Mr. McCoy.”
And with that, they exploded together, Logan’s mouth coming down on hers so they could inhale the groans that they wouldn’t have been able to stop.
~*~*~
Logan held Sam’s hand as they walked to the car. His mind was still racing and he was damn near hard as a rock again, wanting her. She’d blown his mind yet again, but then again, he’d come to expect it from her.
Sam might not realize it, but she had walked into his life and since that day he’d been mesmerized with her. Everything about her. She’d gifted him with her love, and because of that, he knew that he would go to the ends of the earth to make her happy.
“So?” He asked when they reached the car.
“So what?” Sam asked, smiling up at him.
“How in the world do you plan to top that one?”
“Oh, I’m sure we’ll think of something.” She told him, leaning up to kiss him.
Logan pulled her against him, holding her close and loving every second of having her in his arms. “I’m not sure anything will be as good as that was.”
“I’m thinking we should rent a room at the club. That might inspire some ideas.” Sam stated when Logan opened the car door for her.
“Baby, I think you’re addicted to sex.” Logan smiled, then groaned. The woman was going to kill him. And boy what a way to go.
“No, not sex. I’m addicted to you.” Sam grinned.