M.J. Fields - 27 Truths About Their First Goodbye

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Married Life

London

I wake to the sound of a vinyl record and open my eyes as Faster by Matt Nathanson plays, right before I feel two strong and calloused hands on my ankles spreading my legs as the mattress buckles under his weight. I look down and see Logan on his knees, his blue eyes dark and hungry.

He lifts my leg and places kisses to the inside of my lower calf and in his sleepy, sexy grumble, he whispers, Morning, wife.

I cover my face, shielding the grin that always follows those words. His near silent chuckle sounds as his kisses climb higher and higher, and Iloveyouhusband, rushes out in a near squeal.

He sucks on my inner thigh, and I grip the soft, deep red flannel sheets, anticipating the next place those luscious lips will land.

When he lifts my other ankle, I open my eyes and see his eyes twinkle in menacing amusement as he leans back on his heels and starts kissing my other ankle.

Logan, I whine.

He chuckles as he slowly kisses his way up, hooking his thumbs under the strings of my thong, and he raises an eyebrow.

Dont you

Before I can say dare, he pops the strings, and before I can tell him they are my favorite pair again, I remember that of everything in the entire world, his kisses are myfavorite, wherever he places them.

And right now, hes placing them in the spot that makes me forget all the worries of the world.

I grip the headboard as I hook my ankles behind his back and raise my hips. His hands grip my bottom as his kisses turn to flicks of his tongue, his tongue flicking turns to nibbles, and his nibbles turn to slow, hard licks.

I grind against him wanting, needing, begging for him to lick me there. But he doesnt, and I grow more and more needy.

I tighten my ankles and twist my body, forcing him to his back.

Looking down at him, he chuckles as his hands grip my hips and he pulls me down to a seated position.

Yes, yes. I grind against his mouth as I lean back placing my hands on his thighs.

He leans in farther and I see the white light that starts when I am seconds away, and I want him there with me.

I turn my body, taking him in my hand, and his groan vibrates against me. I take him as far as I can into my mouth as we move until we are both on our sides. His hands grip my ass harder now, his licking and sucking intensify as mine does. When I feel him tense, I take him as deep as I can, closing my eyes and allowing that white light to pull me to the most blissful space in the universe. The place where he and I are the only two people, where he and I are connected body, mind, and soul, the place where our orgasms join, and for just a few ticks, there is nothing else that matters, except this moment.

Panting, I rest my head on his thigh and hold his erection in my hand as his chest heaves against my body, and his kisses still linger on my core.

My intention was to be inside you, he growls.

Thousands of little Logans are swimming free in my tummy right

I squeal as he pushes me to my back and maneuvers himself above me. His jaw tightens behind the sexy scruff when he rubs his big dick against me and pushes slowly inside.