Logan’s POV
After Krystal accepted my heartfelt proposal, I felt like I was the happiest man alive on the planet. I couldn’t wait to share the incredible news with my family. I knew they would be happy for us. Before I informed my brother about the plan to marry Krystal Miranda, I called my sisters-in-law first; Kate and Alessa. As soon as they heard the good news, they screamed with excitement and congratulated me because I used to be a jerk and they believed Krystal deserved someone better.
As the evening approached, I made my way to Krystal's doorstep and my heart pounded with joy and anticipation. Tonight would be a celebration of our love, and we would be intimate. With each step closer to her, I became more excited.
After I knocked on her door, it didn’t take her a long time to open it for me. She smiled upon seeing her face, and then a familiar scent filled the air. As I sniffed the unique fragrance inside her place, I was reminded of a wild young woman who came to me that night before I had an accident. I spent the entire night with that woman but sometime came up and I had to leave without treating her to something good. Then, I met an accident on my way back to Clayland.
As I stared into Krystal’s face, I discovered that the woman I had a one-night stand before was her! Then, I furrowed my brows in the realization that she used to be a wild woman who went out with her friends to get laid. I clenched my jaw as I imagined a scene where it wasn’t me she had a good time at that hotel.
“Hey, is there something wrong?” she asked as soon as she noticed the changes in my expression.
At that moment, I wanted to confront her if there were other men after me, but I felt like it could wait another time. Tonight should be a happy occasion for both of us, so I closed my eyes and discarded any thoughts about the past.
“Logan, are you alright?” she asked again as she got closer, and before I could stop her, she threw herself onto me.
Her young body was a temptation and I had always imagined this moment several times. Our bodies gravitated toward each other and we were drawn by an undeniable desire. When I conquered her mouth, I knew I couldn’t stop taking her and claiming her as my woman.
The electricity in the air was palpable as our lips met in a passionate kiss. Every touch, and every caress has fueled the fire of our love, and at that moment, I decided not to bring up the past unless she would bring it up first.
Within the confines of that dimly lit room, our bodies intertwined, guided by an unspoken understanding. Each movement, each shared breath, deepened our bond. The rhythm of our hearts beating as one echoed throughout the room.
Krystal's responses to my touch and her gasps of pleasure have fueled my passionate desire to give her everything she deserved. Her body was beautifully entwined with mine, and as I watched us being linked together, the view ignited a flame within me that burned hotter than before.
As the pleasure grew, so did the depth of my emotions. I whispered words of love and devotion and my voice filled with a passion that surpassed any physical act. In her arms, I found solace and completeness.
While being buried inside her body, I looked into her eyes and said,” I thought this day would never come. I love you so much, baby.”
“I love you more, Logan,” she replied.
Our bodies intertwined, moving in harmony with the flames, as if engaged in an intimate dance. The symphony of our moans blended perfectly.
"Oh, it feels so incredible!" she couldn't help but scream, overwhelmed by the sensations I evoked within her.
"Fuck, you're so tight," I groaned, intensifying the pleasure we shared. The ecstasy grew even more profound.
She swiftly placed her femininity in my mouth. And I felt like a traveler coming from the desert, thirstily sipping her sweet nectar from her lips.
She was getting wilder and wilder. I heard her loud moans, speaking provocatively to me. And I knew very well that my manhood was standing tall. I suddenly felt my manhood burying itself in her femininity.
In an instant, we both cried out.
In our passionate encounter, it felt like we were burning with desire.
And unable to resist any longer, I embraced her tightly, and we both reached the pinnacle of success. The pleasure we experienced in our union was indescribable. She must have fallen asleep from exhaustion, so I cleaned her up and got dressed. I saw her sleeping like an angel, and I couldn't believe that she was mine now.
I kissed her forehead and whispered good night.
“I want more, Logan,” she suddenly whispered and my eyes widened in shock.
“W-what?”
“I can’t get enough of you. I want more,” she said it again. “Please, let’s do it again.”
My mouth gaped open as I didn’t expect that the woman I would marry could match my needs in bed. She was also insatiable like me, and it could be a great start for us.
“I don’t want to exhaust all of your energy, baby. You need a short break,” I told her and she pouted.
At that moment, I realized that a certain Krystal Miranda would be the cause of my downfall. With a simple pout, I felt guilty for not giving in to her demands. With another pout, I felt obliged to please her body again.
But of course, I had no plan to refuse. I just didn’t want her to get so tired, but since she wanted it, who am I to refuse? I would be a hypocrite to say no when the truth was, I wanted to fuck her all night!