When I’m standing right in front of her, Spencer tilts her head back to look at me. God, her brown eyes are full of such wonder and awe. Is that look really directed at me? She smiles, making those golden flecks sparkle in her irises.
Game over.
I tangle my hands in her hair, holding her in place as my lips cover hers. Spencer gasps then moans so softly, so sweetly, I have to give her more. I have to give her everything.
I nibble on her lips, then lick inside her mouth, tasting her innocence mixed with her lust. Christ, this woman is going to kill me with how effortlessly sexy she is.
“More,” she whispers, her words caressing my lips before I swallow them down.
Spencer drops the blanket and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling herself up. I growl in approval, my hands sliding down her naked body as I lift her up. She clings to me, her mouth never leaving mine as I walk us back inside the cabin.
I’ll deal with Marcus later. Right now, I need to take care of my angel and give her everything she’s asking for.
After shuffling my way inside, I untangle Spencer and set her on the ground, though I don’t let her get very far. My hands slide up and down her curves while I kiss her soft, already swollen lips. She melts against me, her body becoming pliant as I kiss and touch and feel all of her, everything she is.
Spencer runs her hands up my torso and loops her arms around my neck, pulling me back down for a punishing kiss. I open up and take what she’s offering, meeting each frantic stroke of her tongue with just as much passion and need as she’s giving me.
She closes her eyes and tilts her head back, breaking our kiss so she can gulp down air. Her hands drift down to my biceps, where she grips me tightly, keeping me in place. I’m sure as fuck not going anywhere.
I can’t keep my lips off her for one goddamn second. I kiss down her neck and lick the hollow of her throat before nipping the sensitive skin there. Spencer moans and digs her nails into my flesh, making me growl and grind my hard-as-fuck dick into her heat.
“What do you need, angel?” I murmur against her trembling flesh.
“Everything,” she moans.
“You’ll have to be more specific,” I say as I kiss my way up her neck. My lips brush against the shell of her ear as one hand trails down her body until I’m cupping her pussy. “You want my tongue in here?” I rasp, circling the tip of my finger around her pulsing entrance.
“Yes,” she gasps.
“How about my cock? Are you going to let me take your cherry, Spencer?”
Her eyes pop open, glowing with lust and hunger. Good.
“How did…?”
“How did I know you’re an innocent little lamb?” Spencer nods, drawing my attention to the pulse pounding on the side of her neck. I graze my lips over the spot, then nip her flesh, growling when she shudders in my arms. “Because I’m the big bad wolf and I want to eat you whole.”
“Logan,” Spencer half moans, half whimpers. “Please...please do that. I want all of you. Don’t make me wait.”
Hearing her beg for me is sweeter than anything I’ve ever experienced. A wave of pleasure rushes down my spine, drawing my balls up tight and making precum leak out of me like a damn faucet. Fuck, this woman is my undoing.
She leans in at the same time I do, our lips crashing together as our need amplifies. Her desperate kiss mirrors my own, her eager hands clawing at me and begging me to give us what we both want. More.
I lift my woman up into my arms once more and head to the bedroom. Spencer deserves so much better for her first time, but I’ll make it up to her. I don’t know what the future holds, only that Spencer is the most important thing in my life from now on.
When we reach the bedroom, I toss her on the mattress and then strip down, adrenaline pumping in my veins and urging me to claim her right the fuck now.
Spencer is spread out for me on the bed, her silky auburn hair a tangled mess, her swollen lips slightly parted, and her chest heaving with shallow breaths. Goddamn, she’s gorgeous.
I climb on the bed and crawl up her body, kissing her thighs, torso, breasts, neck, and finally, her sweet lips. I rub my body against hers, needing that friction, needing to feel her skin against mine.
“Logan, please, please…”
“Jesus,” I grunt before claiming her lips. Spencer surprises me by sucking my tongue into her mouth, owning this kiss as much as she owns the rest of me.
It starts off slow, with tentative licks. I groan at her innocence but manage not to take control. Yet. Spencer explores my mouth, then pulls my bottom lip through her teeth, making me growl. She grins mischievously at me, and fuck, it physically pains me to hold back my orgasm. Shit, this can't be over before it even begins.
“You like knowing you have control over me, beautiful?”
“Mmhm,” she nods, her lip twisting into a flirty smile.
Spencer gasps and then giggles as I flip our positions so she’s on top. “Then take it, baby. Take control.”
She braces herself on my chest, pushing herself up and adjusting to our new position. For a second, Spencer looks unsure of herself, but all of that vanishes when she sees my angry cock trapped between our bodies.
Spencer grabs the fucker and squeezes, hard. “Jesus Christ,” I growl as I clench my fists. She grins again, knowing exactly the kind of power she has over me.
I slide my hands up her thighs and squeeze, helping her rock against me. My fingers glide over a faded scar running up the side of her right leg. It must be from one of the multiple surgeries she had as a girl. I massage her slightly raised skin, committing it to memory. I will always remember how lucky I am to have found Spencer. How lucky I am her life didn’t end that day.
“I’m right here,” she murmurs, her soft little hand covering mine.
“Damn right you are,” I grunt, sweeping my eyes up and down her gorgeous body. She’s here with me, and right now, my priority is to make her feel as much pleasure as her curvy body can handle.
Spencer licks her damn lips as she rolls her hips, rubbing her pussy up and down my shaft. The head of my cock taps her clit and she shivers, repeating the motion.
I reach out and cup her tits, weighing them in my hands and brushing my thumbs over her nipples.
“Yes,” she hisses out, her movements stuttering as she leans into my touch.
I play with her hardened peaks, twisting them and plucking them while Spencer claws at my chest and rubs against me, getting herself off without me even entering her. Fuck, it’s so damn hot watching her get all worked up, knowing I have so much more in store for her.
Spencer’s movements grow frantic as she writhes on top of me. I feel her cream dripping from her pussy, so close to coming already. A shiver runs down her spine and she holds her breath, preparing for her orgasm. I feel it pushing forward, demanding to be felt, making her whimper with each breath.
Right before it takes her under, I grip her hips and hold her still. Spencer looks down at me with confusion and frustration, but then understanding dawns on her when I line myself up with her entrance. I groan when I feel her tight little channel pulse around the head of my cock. Goddamn, her greedy little pussy is trying to suck me inside.
“Ready for me, Spencer? Ready to be mine?” She nods, her deep brown eyes glossed over with lust as she circles her hips, trying to get me where she wants me. I hold her in place above me, not giving in just yet. “I need your words, angel. Tell me how much you want this.”