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his hands, silently encouraging him to continue. He seemed to understand and grasped her thighs, lifting her onto her knees, fully exposing her pussy and ass. Logan slipped a pair of fingers into her slick channel and started to thrust into her. Blaire moaned as his thick digits speared in and out of her aching heat. The fingers of his other hand flicked her clit. She clawed at the sheets as he pushed her closer and closer to orgasm.
    But it was the playful nip of her bottom that sent her reeling headlong into climax. Logan's teeth bit into her fleshy backside and she came hard, her entire body pulsing with pleasure.
    She expected him to stop as her orgasm subsided but he didn't. Instead, Logan's fingers picked up their pace once again. With each thrust, they pinged her g-spot until she was shrieking and ready to come again. Toes curled, Blaire climaxed around his fingers. The wild sensation left her breathless and shaking and near passing out. She lost total control as Logan forced her to come and come and come.
    When he finally removed his hand, she slumped forward and fought to breathe, to think, again. He smeared the slick arousal clinging to his fingers between her cheeks. As he gently worked his thumb inside her puckered channel, Blaire whimpered at the overwhelming sensation of his fingers probing her ass. It wasn’t often that she indulged in a little anal play but it was something she always craved. And now Logan was offering her that chance to play.
    Blaire glanced over her shoulder, catching Logan’s heady gaze. “Do you want to take me… there ?”
    Logan’s face flushed. "Yes.”
    “I don’t mind,” she said shyly. “I like it. If you go slowly,” she added hurriedly.
    “I won’t hurt you,” he promised. “Do you have any lube?"
    "Top drawer," she said and pointed to the bedside table.
    He quickly leaned over her and reached inside the drawer to grab the necessary items. Clit pulsing, Blaire groaned with need. She had never been so hot and aroused. Logan made her crazy with desire. She wanted to tell him to hurry and make her feel good, but she didn’t want to rush him, not when he was about to be thrusting in a very delicate place.
    Behind her, Logan quickly applied the condom. Blaire inhaled a sharp breath when she felt the dollop of cold lube. Again, Logan pushed his finger inside her, sliding it back and forth. A second finger soon followed, stretching her, priming her for his stiff dick. The fingers of his other hand rubbed her clit and kept her aroused.
    When she felt the head of his cock prodding, she breathed deeply and consciously relaxed, welcoming him slowly into her tight sleeve. Biting her lip, she took his rigid shaft. Her fingers replaced his against her clit. The tiny shocks of pleasure from massaging the pink nub eased the sting of his cock stretching her small hole.
    “You’re so fucking tight, Blaire.” Logan’s breathless voice thrilled her. Hands clasping her waist, he thrust leisurely, taking her gently.
    Too gently for her liking.
    Blaire shoved back against him, fully meeting his thrusts. She loved the full sensation of his cock buried deep in her ass. The burning, the slight stretching, the dull ache and fullness. She wanted more, wanted it rough and hard. “It feels good,” she assured him, rocking back to join his thrust.
    “ You feel good,” he groaned huskily.
    Soon they fucked wildly, the bed shaking, their mutual groans and pants filling the room. Blaire flicked her clit with one hand and fisted the sheets with the other. She was so close. Pleasure coiled in her belly. Moaning, whimpering, she strummed her clit faster and faster. When her orgasm crashed down, she came so hard not a single noise left her throat. She stiffened, open mouth against the sheets, toes flexing.
    Logan pounded her into the mattress. Still coming, she reached back and gripped his thigh. He bent over her, his lips on her shoulder and snapped his hips. Grunting, Logan came with a series of