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Nine

Kara lay stretched out, cat-like across the bed. The coolness of the air stippled her skin. It drew her areola tight, made her nipples hard as she arched her back and groaned.

Down between her legs, Logan had his talented tongue buried in her pussy.

It was everything. It was nothing. It was the culmination of a thousand lovesick fantasies, of all the times she’d wished he’d come back. All of it, all at once, as she writhed against him.

Remember this moment, the little voice told her. You’re trading your sanity for this.

She didn’t care. Kara’s hand sifted through his thick dark hair, pulling and pushing him against her sex. Her fingernails scratched his scalp. Her hands rolled into fists, clenching him tightly. Shoving him into her, even as she bucked her hips back against his face.

Holy shit…

Logan’s tongue was as magical as she remembered it. He might’ve even have picked up a few tricks. Kara didn’t want to think about that part; where he’d learned them, who he’d been with. All that mattered was right here, right now, and all the things he was doing to her body.

Holy fucking shit…

Her second orgasm was coming. Kara could feel the rising heat in her belly, spreading outward, down toward her legs. The first one had been so explosive, she’d almost felt disconnected from her body. This one promised to be even bigger… more powerful.

Suddenly he stopped devouring her. She gasped as she felt his fingers and tongue withdraw, his body sliding upward. Logan lay flat against her now, positioning himself along her body. He used one leg to push her knees apart. Wedged himself between her outstretched thighs…

“Go slow,” Kara whispered. “Please…”

He stroked a lock of hair from her face and nodded.

She bit her lip as she felt it; the head of his big cock pressed up against her. He was rock hard again, and Logan had his hand around the base of his shaft, holding it for control. He rubbed it up and down a few times, through her outer lips, before pushing the head inside. It parted her easily. She was absolutely drenched.

“OHHH!”

Kara gasped as he pressed forward and sank into her. Her legs spread wide for him. It felt incredible, being filled by him again… being stretched from the inside as his tight, muscular body leaned into hers. Logan’s arms were two steel bars, positioned on either side of her. She locked her hands over his biceps to control the speed and ferocity of his upcoming thrusts.

“Remember,” she said. “I haven’t done this in a—”

Ohhhhh…

He pushed in… all the way in. The last few inches rode the sweet edge between pain and pleasure, causing her body to stiffen beneath him. But only for a moment.

“Easy,” he smiled down at her. His balls rested against her ass now. They felt heavy and full. “I might’ve done this before.”

Kara laughed softly. The movement cause her body to squeeze him pleasantly inside her. “You mean we,” she corrected. “We might’ve.”

Logan’s grin was as handsome as she remembered it. “Yeah. Maybe a few times.”

More than a few…

Kara sighed as he began gliding slowly in and out of her pussy. She thought back to their time together; all the things they did, even the places they did it. It had been her first time in Paris, much less the sewers beneath the Rue Montmartre. Her first time witnessing an actual paranormal event.

Your first time screwing in a bathtub, the voice reminded her. Your first time fucking on a public balcony. Your first time being with—

“Mmmmmmm…”

He was face to face with her again, chest to chest. His body was warm and tight and deliciously strong. Kara’s hands slid down over his hard back, past the curved lower part she’d always loved so much. They settled on his ass. It was firm and supple, clenching and unclenching as he pumped in and out of her. She curled her fingers into his flesh, urging him deeper.

“I forgot how fucking good you feel,” Logan growled.

“Sucks for you.”

Now it was his turn to laugh. He began screwing her harder, faster, gyrating into her at the end of every thrust. Kara’s brain screamed with pleasure. Her body responded in turn, bucking back to meet him, taking him deeper into her body.