Chapter 143
Logan shoved into my pussy from behind as he fondled my clit, and I pushed against him, matching his rhythm. Soon, he grabbed my hips and pulled me to him pushing into me deeper and harder than before. Then his dick swelled, sending me over the edge as I screamed out in pleasure, shuddering in climax.
"Oh, God, Alyssa," he said as he came, pushing into me over and again. "You feel so good!"
"Don't stop!" I screamed as every nerve ending in my body ignited, bubbling up inside of me until it spilled over. "I'm coming again!"
Then, his cock swelled again as he kept his rhythm, pushing into me even harder. He moaned as he pushed into me and stopped for a minute as he came again. Then, he pulled back and pushed into me again, until his pulls finally slowed. He kissed my back as I leaned across the table, and then rubbed my inner thighs as he kissed my ass cheeks. "You want to continue this, or are you hungry?"
"What do you want to do?" I asked, barely conscious, now knowing the meaning of the phrase 'fucked my brains out'.
"I know what I want to do," he said as he carried me into my bedroom and deposited me onto the bed. Then, he sat on the edge for a moment, as if gaining his courage.
I sat up and rubbed his muscular back, and then gently kissed him. "What's the matter?"
He looked over his shoulder at me. "Can I tell you something without you getting mad?"
My heart stopped for a beat, wondering what on earth could have him that upset after all we had done. "Tell me anything," I said as I kissed his back.
He took a deep breath and let it out, and then looked over his shoulder at me out of the corner of his eye. Then, he turned to face me completely as love and pain filled his eyes.
"What's wrong?" I asked as I attempted to kiss away his fears.
But he stopped me, catching my hands.
"You're scaring me, Logan," I said as fear welled up within my own eyes, knowing that if he broke it off with me now, it would kill me. "What's wrong?"
He couldn't hold back any longer as tears streamed down his cheeks. "Alyssa, I love you. I don't want to freak you out, but I was in love with you years ago and I love you even more now. I never thought it could be possible, but I do. Since you, there hasn't been anyone else for me, not even a one-night stand, and there will never be anyone else for me again. But if you don't feel the same way, tell me now."
I reached up and brushed the tears gently away, and then kissed his cheeks, one at a time. Then, I pulled back and placed my hands on both sides of his face, forcing him to look into my eyes. "Is that what you're worried about? I love you, Logan. I always have and I always will. There's never been anyone else for me but you."
He looked away and bit his lip, and then turned back to face me. "Was there anyone else since me? It's okay if there was. I just have to know. I know you thought I was dead "
"Ssshhh," I cooed as I looked into his eyes. "There's never been anyone before you or after you, Logan. You're my one and only." I smiled as I laughed without humor. "I'm afraid that you've ruined me for all other men."
"What about that other guy? Curt?"
I shook my head. "We're friends, but he wasn't you." I leaned back against the pillow and threw my arm over my eyes so he wouldn't see my tears. "Logan, no one was you. No one." Tears welled up in my eyes and spilled over onto the pillow. "Logan, after you died I mean, after I thought you were dead a part of me died, too. Alanna teased me about being old before my time, about never dating, but none of them were you." I was sobbing uncontrollably now, letting out ten years of grief. "I love you so much, Logan, and I always will."
Before I knew it, he was all over me, all around me, kissing away my tears, and then he was inside of me, truly making love to me, whispering words of love as he pushed into me, over and again, promising me that he would never leave me. I answered every kiss, every push, with more of my own, as I wrapped my legs around him, making love to him. We made love into the night, over and again, expressing words of love, until the faint rays of morning sunlight streamed in through the window. At that moment, I was his and he was mine forever.
My phone rang at noon, and Logan was still sleeping beside me with his arm draped over me. I reached for it, but he pulled me close. "Don't answer it," he whispered against my neck without opening his eyes.
I panicked for a moment, but then remembered that it was Saturday. I relaxed into Logan's arms, enjoying waking up beside this wonderful man. He reached over and cupped my breast, then absentmindedly drew lazy circles around my nipple with his thumb. "If you start that, I'll never get out of bed."
"That's the whole idea," he said, his eyes still closed. "It's Saturday. Let's stay in bed and make love all day."
I turned over to face him. "Um sounds good."
He smiled as he curled his body over mine, encircling me in his arms. "Good morning," he said, opening his eyes as his dick played with my pussy.
"Good morning," I said as I wrapped my legs around his waist. "I like this kind of wakeup call."
He smiled against my lips, his eyes barely open. "Good."
