BIANCA'S POV "Okay. Whatever you say, wife." I shivered at his words, closed my eyes and moved faster, harder, chasing my own pleasure. His hips met mine on every downstroke, giving me the friction in me, teasing my arousal with the wet sound of my ass beating against his crotch. My thighs burned slightly and my breast bounced with every movement with my hair turning into a tangled mess around my face. "Fuck, Bianca," he growled. "You are going to be the end of me!" I didn't stop, I couldn't, and I felt the pressure build even more in the lower part of my belly, flaming hot, and every thrust pushed me closer. I reached down and rubbed my clit in time with my hip movement, and the pleasure sharpened until it was almost unbearable. "I'm close," I panted as my hip slammed down. "Logan... I'm so close..." "Let it go," he said softly as his hands slid from my hips to my thighs, keeping steady. I was done, a complete wreck after two more strokes. My walls clamped down on him, pulsi
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