“Logan,” she whines. “I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel how we fit together. I want you to be my first and…” Spender trails off, looking away from me.
“First and what, Spencer?”
“First and last,” she whispers, still not meeting my eyes.
“Look at me,” I say gently but firmly. She lifts her gaze, those brown eyes capturing mine once more. “I want to be your first and last, Spencer. I want us— this—forever. You know that, right?”
“I…” Her voice trails off, but her eyes never leave mine. She gives me all of her doubts, her insecurities, her secret pain I’ve only just begun to understand. I take it all and silently promise her she’s safe with me, always. “Forever,” she whispers before slowly sliding down my cock.
“Fuck,” I grit out, gripping her hips to help her take it slow. Her pussy is so damn tight.
“Logan,” she breathes out, her entire body shaking when the tip of my shaft bumps up against her barrier. “Do it for me?”
I tip my head back and groan, biting the side of my cheek to keep from exploding in her creamy little cunt right this second.
“Yeah, baby. I’ve got you.”
I lift her up slightly, then thrust up inside her, breaking through her virginity. I growl as I hit the end of her, grinding my teeth together to keep from flipping her over and rutting into her.
Spencer whimpers and I lean up to kiss her pain away. “You’re perfect,” I say, trying to make my voice soothing even though the most intense pressure is building up inside of me, ready to take over and fuck my woman properly. “Take it slow, we have forever.”
She nods and kisses me again, her tense body relaxing ever so much as I run my hands up and down her thighs and back. I grip her ass and help her rock against me and circle her hips, finding what feels good.
“Yes!” Spencer cries out, wiggling her hips and hitting her G-spot against my thick dick. She shudders and moans, rolling her sexy fucking body on top of mine, totally taking control of her pleasure.
She leans back, resting her hands on my thighs and baring her beautiful body to me while she rides my cock. I slide one hand up her torso while the other squeezes her ass and opens her up even more for me.
I cup her breast and pinch her nipple, groaning when more of her cream spills out. Jesus, I barely manage to keep it together when I look down and see where we’re connected. Watching her tight, wet little cunt stretch obscenely wide to take in my many inches is something I’ll remember for the rest of my life.
“That’s it, Spencer. That’s so fucking it,” I growl, moving both of my hands to her hips, jerking her up and down as I meet her thrust for thrust. Her pussy flutters around me as her muscles lock up tight.
Spencer falls forward, resting her hands on either side of my head. Her lips find mine, consuming me with her passion.
She buries her face into the side of my neck and sobs as her body shakes and tightens around me. My beautiful woman bites my neck and creams all over my cock as she reaches her climax.
Feeling her orgasm absolutely devastate her snaps something inside of me.
I roll over, changing our position and fucking into that little pussy, unable to control myself. Her back bows off the bed and her legs wrap around me, holding me close. She digs her heels into my ass and claws my back, leaving her mark on me as another orgasm rattles through her.
“So good, baby,” I growl, before claiming her lips as my own.
I devour her, biting at her lips and spearing my tongue inside of her eager mouth, licking up every inch and then sucking on her tongue. It’s a wild, messy kiss, one that matches the way I’m fucking her like a goddamn animal.
I slide one hand down her body and grip her ass cheek, changing the angle of her hips and helping her meet me thrust for thrust. My cock scrapes against her most sensitive spot with each fierce stroke.
I can feel her breaking apart for me. Every time I hit the end of her, she cracks a little more, the pressure of her orgasm building and pulsing and pushing her boundaries.
My balls draw up tight as my own orgasm gathers in the base of my spine. My rhythm falters slightly as I try to hold on, needing her to come with me. “Get there, baby, fuck, please get there. Need one more from you.”
“It’s too much, I can’t…”
“I’ve got you, Spencer. Let go for me, I’m right here. Come for me.”
She sucks in a huge breath and holds it, her whole body trembling and then freezing. Every damn muscle is pulled so tight as she clings to me with everything she has. With one last brutal thrust, we both shatter completely.
Spencer floods my cock with her release, and I give her everything in return, my cum splashing into her throbbing pussy as it sucks down every last drop. We’re both grunting, shaking, and sweating as we ride that high together.
Eventually, she goes limp in my arms. I bury my face into the side of her neck and pump into her twice more before collapsing. I roll to the side and drape my freshly fucked little angel over my chest.
“Holy shit,” she mumbles into my chest, her voice all scratchy as she catches her breath.
“Yeah,” I agree, just as worn out and awed as she is. I mean...fuck. If I didn’t know before, I definitely know now. She’s it for me. “Are you okay?” Doubt and worry rush in to take the place of euphoria. “I was so rough with—"
Spencer cuts me off with a kiss. “You were perfect,” she whispers into my lips before kissing me again. “Absolutely perfect. I can’t wait to do it again.”
I curse under my breath and tangle my fingers in her hair, angling her head to deepen our kiss. My cock is sore from how hard I fucked her, but damn if he isn’t twitching to life, ready for another round.
Spencer moans softly, rubbing herself against my aching dick, apparently having the same insatiable thoughts I am.
“Angel,” I groan, nuzzling into the side of her neck. “Need to feed you.”
“I know what you can feed me…”
I roll her onto her back, caging her in with a hand on either side of her head. Spencer giggles, the joyful sound wrapping around every part of me and making me feel lighter and happier than I’ve ever been.
She smiles up at me, her golden-brown eyes full of laughter and glitter.
“I promise I’ll feed you that later,” I murmur, kissing her throat and grinding my cock against her thigh. “But right now you need real food. To keep your strength up.”
She pouts, then laughs when I tickle her. I can’t say I’ve ever tickled anyone, but her reaction lets me know she likes it. I’ll add that to the list.
10
Spencer
After scrounging up what we could for breakfast, Logan stepped outside to chop some more wood for the fire. He’s only been gone about thirty minutes, but I already miss him.
I’ve fallen head over heels for the man, that’s for sure, and last night only solidified my feelings.
My cheeks heat up at the memory, even though it’s just me and my art supplies in the cabin. It feels scandalous to think about the way his thickness stretched me wide open, the feel of his skin rubbing against mine, his unrelenting kisses…