Page 128 of Logan

Moisture stings my eyes, and I blink, determined not to let the tears fall. I’ve never felt so raw, so exposed. So seen.

“I love you too,” I choke out, the words feeling clumsy and inadequate. How can three small words encompass the riot of emotion storming through me? “I love you so much it terrifies me.”

Sloane smiles, radiant and blinding, and presses her forehead to mine. “Then let’s be terrified together because I’m not going anywhere, Logan. You’re stuck with me.”

I smile.

She kisses me, soft and sweet. “When you smile, you light up the world.” Her fingers flutter against my lips. “But you’re right. I’m in love with your enormous...cock.”

I open my eyes to meet her playful look. “So you think I’m enormous, huh?”

“I knew that would catch your attention.”

“You always catch my attention. I remember every word you’ve said. Every move of your body, every sigh you’ve made when I was inside you. I’m going to conquer you—your mind, your heart, and your body. I want to fill you with me so that you’ll forget there’s a world outside us.”

Her breathing quickens. I grasp the nape of her neck in my palm, tilt her head back, and kiss her at the point where her jaw meets her neck. She lets out a contented moan. “Yes, Sloane. Give me what I want, what I need.”

“I’ll give you whatever you want,” she moans back. “You can take whatever you want.”

I pounce on her, knocking her back onto the bed, and pin her hands above her head. “Are you sure?”

She nods, and I kiss down her neck, biting and licking, leaving marks on her skin. She lifts her hips and grinds against my thighs.

My need strains against the tight fabric of my pants, and I groan with the desire to fill her until she forgets anyone else exists but me.

I strip her clothes off in record time, tossing them behind me, not stopping until she lies bare and panting beneath me, her stunning form laid out for my taking.

“Get on your knees, Sloane.” The words struggle to escape my lips.

She rises to her knees, her rounded backside facing me, and I groan again as my cock threatens to break free. I remove my pants along with the last of my constraints, circle the bed, and stand in front of her.

“Give me that beautiful mouth.”

She opens, and I push my aching cock into her, groaning as her warmth wraps around me. “You’re heaven on earth. Make it nice and wet, Sloane.”

She pauses, her fingers encircling the base, her eyes looking up into mine, and my chest tightens with the intensity of the emotions I feel for this woman.

“What are you going to do?”

“Do what I promised. I claim all of you for myself, every part of you.”

Her breathing is loud, and her eyes widen. “Wait. Are you talking about...that?” She points to her ass.

“Yes.”

“I’ve never?—”

I lower my head. “Never what?”

“Never done anal before.”

I catch my breath. “So, I’ll be your first? Fuck, I love that. Knowing you’re giving me that gift. You will give it to me, right? You’ll let me make all of you mine?”

She smirks. “Yes. It’s so damn hot when you talk like that.”

I allow her a few more moments before I position myself behind her. “You love being mine, right?” My fingers tease her, flitting over her swollen need, and she thrusts her pelvis toward me. Beautiful and impatient.

Her thighs glisten with her fluids, and I bend to lick her, tasting her sweet essence, the nectar of paradise. My tongue ascends, flicking over her clit, and she moans.