บท 27: chapter Twenty Seven

Arya

Logan slowly enters me, and I can feel each and every inch of his thick phallus.

His arms wrap themselves around me, almost painfully. As he slides inside me fully, we both freeze, only to pull out and rush in, harder. I moaned as my arousal and pleasure mixed with pain. God! I didn't know how much I missed him being inside me until now.

His hips hasten, and his breath with them. The wonderful friction I feel is rippling in waves across my entire body. Suddenly, he slows down, and I exhale with relief. He turns me in a swift move so that I am lying on my belly.

Logan's hand slides underneath me, raising my hips, and his knee spread my legs wider.

"Show me that beautiful ass of yours," he breathed into my ear, caressing my other hole.

I startle. Is he going to try something I wasn't ready for?

"Logan," I whispered fearfully, looking back at him.

He grabs my hair and pushes my head into the pillow.