Their Bloody Rose

Hold On Tight

Marissa could stare at her mighty Logan there on his knees for her for the rest of eternity in pure bliss, but she had more in store for him. "Get on the bed," she whispered against his lips. She stepped back and watched as he stood and moved to lie down in the middle of the bed, enjoying the full view of his hulking muscular naked body doing exactly as she commanded.

Marissa climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. She ran her hands up his sides, enjoying how they left a trail of goosebumps in their wake. She then took his arms and moved them above his head, guiding his hands to hold onto the bottom of the bed's headboard. "Don't let go," she whispered in his ear making him let out a low groan.

Logan had never felt so simultaneously vulnerable and aroused before. He gripped the headboard tight, unsure of what was to come but still fully at peace knowing his Marissa was in control.

Marissa moved down his body, sitting on his thighs just below his throbbing erection. Slowly her fingers traced the contours of his chest and arms. The light delicate touch was something Logan wasn't used to. Usually he was touched with a heated desperation but this, this delicate light caress teasing across his skin, sent him spiraling into a new space of pleasure he'd never even known he could experience.

"Marissa," he moaned her name as her fingers continued to dance across his chest. He hadn't even realized he was arching his back, trying to feel more of her touch, until she placed her hand flat on the center of his chest and pressed him back down into the bed.

Marissa leaned down and began tracing kisses all over his chest, making him arch his back into her and moan out her name once more. As she moved down his abs, he felt her breasts envelop his aching cock

"Fuck," he cursed as the sensation overwhelmed him. Marissa grabbed him by the chin forcefully, moving so her face was right above his. "Tonight," she whispered down to him, the feeling of her breath caressing his lips just making him yearn for her even more, "the only word allowed to leave your lips is my name." She kissed from his jaw up to his ear, nibbling on it before whispering seductively, "Worship me."

She bit Logan's ear hard and tugged on it, making him groan out, "Marissa." She loved the sound of her name on his lips like this. She wanted more. She trailed bites down his neck and chest, leaving a line of marks behind and making him continue to groan out her name over and over again.

Logan was lost in a sea of absolute bliss when he felt her tongue glide along the full length of his cock. A shiver of ecstasy went through his body and his hips bucked, begging for more. She kept teasing him with her tongue, never taking his cock in her mouth, only letting her tongue dance all up and down it. She loved the way his body was quaking with desperation as she kept teasing him.

Logan hadn't stopped moaning her name as his body kept shaking. His hold on the headboard was so tight he was sure he'd break it here soon, but he didn't care. His eyes watched her intently as she sat back, a small whimper escaping him as he yearned for her to keep going.

His breath caught in his chest when she moved up to hover her heavenly folds just above his throbbing cock. He'd wanted to feel her for so long, to plunge deep inside her and become a part of her very being, and now it was finally about to happen.

She placed her hands on his abs and looked down at him. "Don't move," she whispered making Logan bite his lip hard. It was taking everything in him not to just ram himself all the way inside her right that second. He didn't know how he'd be able to control himself.

Marissa slowly lowered herself down onto his cock, his thickness stretching her further than she'd ever been stretched before. They moaned each other's names in perfect harmony as she took more and more of him inside her. As she got almost all the way down on him she could feel him pressing against her cervix. She leaned forward, alleviating some of the pressure, and held herself up on his muscular pecs.