“Don’t,” I gasp. “Don’t be gentle.” He slams home before I even finish my sentence.
Logan fucks me hard and fast. His body pounds against my thighs with every punishing snap of his hips. Leaning in, he smashes our lips together, connecting every inch of our bodies. He kisses me like he fucks me. Like he’s trying to brand my soul with his.
“Mine” he murmurs, his lips moving against mine as he slows his pace. My pussy pulses around his thick cock, stretching to accommodate his massive size.
“Yours” I nod.
“Mine tofuck,”he pulls out completely. I whimper at the loss, my head slamming against the wall.
“Yours” I agree, my voice a breathless rasp.
“Mine tobreed.” He thrusts in again, harder, deeper. Pulling back out, his eyes meet mine.
Swallowing a sudden lump of emotion, I nod again. “Yes, please.”
“Mine tomarry.”This time, he slams into me so roughly I can feel bruises welling on my thighs. His hips roll, making his dick hit me in just the right place. My nails scrape down his chest as I moan out my pleasure. “Say it, Shiloh,” he barks, his voice rougher than ever before.
I don’t even think before I speak. Too lost to the feelings running through my body, my veins. It’s pleasure and joy and elation. It’s intoxicating bliss.
It’s him. It’s Logan.
“Yes” I scream, meeting him thrust for thrust as we chase our orgasms.
“Mine to fuckinglove.” I detonate, cumming so hard and so fast I get lightheaded. If not for his arms wrapped beneath my thighs, I’d fall to my knees in ecstasy. “Fuck yes, Shiloh. Squeeze my cock. Milk my cum from me.”
“Fuck,Daddy!” I cry out as stars and black dots dance behind my eyes, blurring everything around me until all I see ishim.
He bites down on the swell of my breast, pushing me into a second orgasm. “Gonna breed this tiny, tight pussy, baby.” He shoves deep, his pace faltering as hot spurts of cum coat my walls. Logan growls out his release, both of us crashing into the abyss of undeniable pleasure.
We hold each other tightly. Our heavy breaths filling the shower and getting lost in the hot spray. He slowly releases me, helping me to my shaking feet. I droop against him, leaning heavily on his chest. My weak arms slack at my sides. Logan chuckles deeply, his body rumbling with the sound.
“Let me take care of you, Mrs. Huxley,” he murmurs, a slight lilt to his voice.
I groan. “I’d roll my eyes if I could, but I can’t even open them right now.”
Logan barks out a laugh, moving our bodies beneath the water. “Oh, you didn’t know? That was an official ceremony. We’re married now.” He wets my hair, tilting my head back to saturate the long strands.
“Har har har. You’re a funny guy,” I mumble, half-dead from all the orgasms. “You’d have to be ordained for that to count.”
Logan huffs out a sound of displeasure. Bending down to my ear, he whispers, “I am.” My eyes fly open meeting his. He shrugs. “I got ordained when I was in the military. Married a buddy of mine overseas.”
My heart thuds in my body and my knees go weak. Logan notes the panic on my face and breaks out into a fit of laughter that I honestly cannot wrap my post-orgasmic head around.
“I’m just kidding, Babydoll. Well, not about the ordained part, but I can’t officiate my own wedding.” I grunt, fighting the urge to punch him in the gut. No…you know what? I do just that. He barely even flinches. “You hit like a pissed off kitten.”
“This kitten has claws, mister,” I growl.
He slaps my ass. “We’re still naked.”
“Oh, after that, you’ll be lucky if I ever call you the D word again.” It’s a half-hearted, barely there threat and we both know it. I like calling himthe D word,way too much.
Logan snickers as he massages shampoo through my hair. “You’ll be calling me Daddy soon enough.” A pang of longing hits me hard, and I tense. He continues to rub my head, though I know he felt it. “All joking and sex-talk aside; it will happen when it happens, Shiloh. Or it won’t. We’ll figure it out together.”
Together?God, that sounds amazing.
We fall into silence, his words eating away at the previous damage done to my heart. He conditions my hair next before scrubbing my entire body, focusing on his favorite areas for far longer than necessary. I try to return the favor, but he bats my hand away and washes his body quickly. He just about blows my mind when he sweetly shaves my body, allowing me to lean limply against him the whole time.
When we’re done, he wraps a towel around me and quickly uses another to dry my hair. He knots one around his waist and leads me to the bedroom, flicking a light on as we enter.