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My dad Logan, his girlfriend of ten years, her three k**s and my half-brother, who was almost two, lived in a small town in the South. Even though he said that he had feelings for Rebecca and supported her and her k**s, he never would commit to marriage because he said his heart always belonged to my mother and me.

My mother passed away when I was twelve. It was very hard on my dad and myself, but I was strong and helped hold him together, growing very close to him. A bond that would never be broken and grow deeper as I grew up. Rebecca and I never saw eye to eye, mainly because of the love daddy held for me. He was always inclined to tell me so every time he saw me.

I was 24 now, and had lived away from home since I was 18. It broke daddy's heart when I left, but I always apologized for leaving him. Still, he knew it was because of Rebecca that I had moved away. I returned home now and again, making sure he was ok. I just didn't trust her, or maybe I was just jealous of her because she had daddy.

I always had a place to stay when I returned, he made sure of that. Daddy had kept my room the same since I had moved out. He said it was always mine, that would never change and it gave us a place to sit up late into the night to talk about life and how things were when I visited. Of course this pissed Rebecca off because she wanted to use it for something else, but he would never let her.

I decide that I would do something special for his 45 birthday. However, what happened the night of his birthday was way beyond what I had planned, but it sealed our love and bond with each other, and changed everything forever.

I had been back a few days and things were as stressful in the house as always, and Rebecca was on her same old bitch-fest. Her k**s were all teenagers now, with the exception of my little brother, who was toddling around.

He took up with me instantly and I didn't mind a bit. Anthony looked like my dad and even called me momma a few times. I could see the astonished look on Rebecca's face when he did, and it pleased me even more.

Even though the days went by quickly, the tension of the house grew with my presence. It seemed that I was attending to Anthony more and more each day, which, I really didn't mind because it kept me busy when there wasn't anything else for me to do while daddy was at work. After all, I had come to spend time with him.

Of course, Rebecca did nothing but complain about her life, her job, how she hated living there, and wanted to move away. The only thing holding her there was the baby.

I scoffed, telling her that she could pack up and go anytime she liked and just leave Anthony behind. Daddy took care of me after my mom had passed, he was more than capable of taking care of Anthony by himself, and I might even move back home where I could help.

This sent her over the edge and we fought about everything that had been building between us since she first came into my life. When all was said and done, I still held Anthony in my arms and she stomped away like a spoiled c***d. I just smiled.

I took daddy to dinner on the night of his birthday, and we took Tony along with us, just because I thought it would be good for the three of us to spend time together.

Rebecca was angry because they were not invited and I told her directly that this was a family thing, and I never considered her my family, and sure didn't think of her as my mother!

Daddy never said a word, just packed Tony's diaper bag and carried him to my car. I smiled, thinking about the bond daddy and I had, and the one I was creating with my little brother.

It was better than it ever could be, but my intentions were deeper, and I knew that in my heart, I would have the man all to myself soon, even if it was against all the laws of nature and court.

Dinner was quiet. Tony was good, he didn't make a mess or scream and yell like some of the other c***dren in the restaurant. Daddy was pleased with his actions and I smiled because it felt good to be with the both of them.

I wanted something more, but knew that it was wrong of me to think that way. Yet, there was something there between us that I had not felt before, and a growing twinge creeping in my body for my father.

Daddy also seemed to be different in his actions and emotional state towards me. I blushed thinking about the possibilities. He had always been there for me, yet the love and the passion I held for him was so much more at that moment that what a daughter should feel for her father. It was scary. I knew I had always felt that way about him, still, I never admitted it openly.

After dinner we gathered up Tony, carried him to the car, and put him in his car seat, then daddy helped me into the car and went to the driver's side, letting himself in. He took my hand, thanked me for dinner, and said it was such a pleasure to be in my company. I smiled and blushed at his words. He kissed my hand and started the car, heading back to his house.

"Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"I'm taking a new job in Colorado."

He looked overwhelmed, "No, Bella, you can't. I mean..."

"Dad, it's not like I thought about this lightly. I wanted to tell you in person." My voice was low; I was almost ashamed to tell him I was leaving.

I could see the tears in his eyes, "Bella, it's bad enough that you live as far away as you do now, but..." He pulled the car to a halt in a small parking lot next to the park we always played in when I was younger, "I need you close to me. I mean, how do you expect me to deal with you being so far away?"

"Come on dad, you have Becca and the other k**s. Besides, I'll come home a few times a year instead of every month." That was something I shouldn't have said.

"No, Anabella, you can't leave me again."

"Daddy, you never call me Anabella." that was my mothers name for me, one he only called me that when he was beyond serious. I looked at him, his heart was breaking, "Dad, I'm just moving away, not like I'm leaving forever."

He turned off the car and got out, walking to the front and propping against the hood. I rolled down the window so I could hear Tony if he woke and got out myself, walking to face dad. He stood with his arms crossed, looking out into the distance at nothing in particular.

I reached for his hands and he withdrew even more from me, so I propped myself against the car, pushing up against his side.

"Come on dad, I'm just going to..."

"Don't, please, don't say anything else." he put his arm around me and I snuggled into him, just like I had when I was younger. He cleared his throat and squeezed me tighter to him.

"Look, you do what you need to do. I just, I love you and I want what's best for you, but, I don't want to loose you. I've already lost you once and..."

"You've never lost me. I just couldn't love you the way I do and compete with her for your affections. That was why I left, Daddy." I looked at him, hoping he would find the real truth behind my words. I knew exactly what I wanted to tell him, and what I wanted from him.

"Bella, I love you. I don't want to let you go any further than I have to."

"I'm right here daddy, nothing will ever change that." I put my hand to his chest and over his heart, he clasped his over mine and swung over in front of me.

"Yes, you are, and you always have been." his voice was soft and full of love. He brushed my hair from my face and looked deeply at me, "Anabella, I love you."

My heart jumped, skipping uncountable beats. I saw his emotions and the truth of his words. He no longer just loved me as his daughter, but as a woman.

I had loved him for years as the man he was, ever since I could remember. I couldn't live in the house any longer and see her take his love from me. It was bad enough that I had to deal with it since I was f******n, see her take the place over when it had been just the two of us, and then deal with being a teenager all in the same stride.

Falling in love with my own father happened so long ago, but the bond that was there between us, had brought me strength and the ability to hide my feelings away for so long.

"Daddy, I love you too." I looked away, feeling ashamed at my words.

"Anabella, I know you do. I know you have a long time."

"Daddy, it's wrong of me to love you this way. But ever since I was younger, there's never been another man in my life. And I could never love another man the way I love you. It always felt like I was lying to you."

"Anabella, I have to tell you something, the truth about me and your mom."

"

You don't have to tell me. I know how much you loved her and what you promised her."

"Anabella," he stroked my face and pulled me closer to him, "Honestly, there's something you should know."

I couldn't have expected what I heard from him, his words that came next were shocking to me, and truly unbelievable.

"Your mom and me, she was my love, and she still is. You are the most beautiful image of her that anyone could behold. But the truth is, I married her after you were born."

I looked at him a little confused, "So, where's the problem with that?"

"There wasn't a problem, but I made her a promise when we married that I was going to always take care of you."

"And you have." I told him.

He was standing before me, very anxious. "God, I don't know how to say all of this with out sounding stupid or wrong." he rubbed his head, and shuffled about a bit.

"Just say it, what ever it is, I'll understand." I reached for his hand, bringing him towards me. He smiled.

"Look, Bella," he took a deep breath, "I told your mom I would take care of you, and if anything happened to her, I would always take care of you and love you. I just didn't know I was going to fall in love with you."

He whispered softly, "I promised myself I wouldn't fall in love with you. I promised myself that I wouldn't be anything more than your dad, but I couldn't keep that promise."

"Well, I'm not exactly helping things there now am I? I know it's a bit odd, me being your daughter and all, but..." he put his fingers to my lips and cut me off.

"That's just it, you're not my daughter."

Whoa! Did he just tell me I wasn't his daughter? It was a sudden shock to hear that. Something that I wasn't expecting.

I thought maybe that he was going to tell me that we couldn't be together because it was wrong, anything like that, but not that I wasn't his daughter. I must have looked dumbfounded because when he put his hands on my arms, he shook me to get my attention.

"Bella, why do you think I keep your room at the house? It's not just so you have some where to come back to when you visit. I sleep there when you're gone just to be near you.

Fuck, I always go in there and sleep, because I can't stand being without you in my life anymore. Fuck Bella, you can't move away, you can't go, I need you. I've always needed you!"

I looked at him, still in shock, "Why didn't you tell me this? Why didn't you tell me this years ago? I have loved you forever, and now, God!"

I could feel all the emotions well in my body and start to overwhelm me. There was hate and anger, love and desire, want and lust, among so many more.

"I didn't think you would accept me as a lover. I've always been your dad." he threw his hands in the air and then put them back around me, "Honestly, I only thought you loved me because I was the only steady man in your life since you were a c***d. I never realized how you really felt about me until tonight."

"Good God Logan! I have loved you since I was a teenager, and those years were hell on me you brought Rebecca into our life, especially after it just being the two of us, falling in love with you at such a tender age, I died inside!"

"God Bella, I never realized how much it affected you having her around."

"Yeah, well," I struggled for my words, "when she got pregnant with Anthony, my heart was so ripped from my body that I...I almost didn't come home anymore! I loved you and couldn't stay away!" I began to cry, my heart wrenching from my chest, my sobs deep and hard.

"Oh, Anabella, I'm so sorry. It was a fluke. She and I... we... fuck, it just happened. We hadn't slept together in years when that night happened. She..."

I put my hands up, not wanting to know any more. I looked into the car to see the baby sleeping, knowing all too well that could have been our son sitting there.

"Bella, the reason I never married her was because I loved you. When you were sixteen, it took everything I had to not crawl up in the bed with you. I have lusted after you since you became a woman in my eyes. I would have had married you in a heartbeat if I would have known how you felt, if I would have had the courage to tell you."

He smiled a silly smile, as if to reassure me of his words, "Up until this moment, I didn't think that you loved me this way. I always thought it was just a love for daddy thing. You don't know how hard it's been on me to play this game." He caressed my tears away from my cheek and kissed me lightly, his tone so soft, "I love you."

He continued, looking for the right words, "I watched you blossom into a teenager, and a woman. It took everything I had to control myself when you reached eighteen, and hold myself back all of these years.

I know it's so wrong of me to feel like this about you because I raised you as my own. But there's just something special about you that I have always loved and it's not just because you look like your mother."

I looked in his eyes, and suddenly felt there was no reason for me to call him daddy any more. I whispered, "Logan, I love you." That was all it took, his name attached to those words coming from my lips.

The truth of the moment was open and there was no turning back. I was no longer his daughter, but a woman in his arms he was in love with.

His lips crashed into mine and he tightened his arms around my body.

I too embraced him fully and hard, grasping every thing from that instant between us. I felt as if I was in a dream.

He kissed me gently, yet, it was heated and passionate. I kissed him back with everything I could give him. His hands caressed me and held me tightly to him. I felt his back muscles tense under my touch and it suddenly dawned on me that his hardness was caressing my belly. I gasped a little and he withdrew from me.

"Bella, did I hurt you?"

"No, I just... I had to catch my breath."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..." he looked away from me.

"No, never be sorry. I have wanted to kiss you so long. I have wanted so much more." I whispered to him, caressing his face, feeling his body relax underneath my touch.

"I love you Logan." I took a deep breath and sighed. "All those night, all those long lonely nights I slept in that room, wanting to be next to you.

All the nights I spent snuggled in my bed at my apartment, longing for you, and now I find out that I could have had that if I had just told you? Or you had told me?" I stared into the night, confused, "Maybe I shouldn't have ever said anything to you."

"No baby, no. I should have told you a long time ago. I should have confessed. I should have been the one to tell you the truth when you were eighteen. I shouldn't have waited."

I looked at him, my tears fading, "It was because of Rebecca that you didn't tell me, wasn't it?"

"No. I was the one who wouldn't let myself go to you and tell you. Baby, it was hard for me to come to grasps falling in love with you because you have always been my daughter.

But the woman that came to stand before me so many years ago, stole my heart, collected my soul, and kept me going. I tried to be close to you the best way I knew how. I regret that I haven't told you sooner."

He leaned into kiss me again and the baby cried. I smiled, he shook his head and brushed my lips. "I guess we better be getting back." he said, shrugging his shoulders.

I slipped from his arms and back to the car. Tony stirred and I patted him, putting his pacifier back in his mouth. He snuggled down against the blanket and was back to sleep in no time. Logan came up behind me and put his arms around my waist.

"You certainly have a way with him."

"You would think he was mine." I smiled.

"He should have been baby." His words were soft and deep as he whispered them to me. I was a little shocked to hear something like that so soon, but my heart swooned to his admittance.

"So, now what?" I asked him, swallowing hard thinking of all the things that could go wrong, and all the things that felt so right.

"I'm leaving Rebecca, tonight. She has known it was coming for some time. Yes, I only let her stay because of him, so I can keep him close to me and protected. But we haven't been together since the night he was conceived, in fact, I stayed in your room until you came back. I'll get custody of Anthony, sell the house, and..."

He must have seen the look on my face. It was all so much so fast. His tone softened, "Bella? Would you be willing to help me care for him?"

I smiled, knowing all too well that I would take him as my own, and raise him because he was Logan's. I shook my head yes, and a look of relief over took him. I thought I heard him sigh.

I changed the subject, not knowing what else to say or do. I didn't know what to do about the job and there's so much to think about all of the sudden. "We need to be getting him back home. It's getting awfully late for us to have him out. He doesn't need to catch a cold."

Logan smiled, knowing I was right, and nodded in agreement. He put his arms around me and kissed me lightly, holding me close.

I wrapped around him, taking in his scent and felt his heart beat hard against my chest. He helped me into the car and hurried to the other side, getting in. As he cranked the car, he looked at me and took my hand, kissing it lightly.

"I love you Anabella."

"I love you too Logan."

We drove back to the house and when we arrived, it was dark, the front door was open and so was the garage. Rebecca's car was gone, and there was an odd feeling about the situation.

Logan pulled into the driveway and put the car in park. He looked over at me, worry written on his face.

"Bella, you stay here in the car with Anthony, I'll go see what's going on." He picked up his cell phone and called someone, bent over the console to kiss me and got out. Then he walked to his truck parked inside the garage and retrieved a handgun from its confines.

I hadn't seen him this cautious in a very long time. He was a former military man who had seen time in Iraq during Desert Storm when I was younger. I remembered him coming home from his tour of duty and the long nights of chaos that ensued.

Memories of other years danced in my head, memories of when it was just the two of us. I remembered seeing him dealing with my mom's death, and it bringing back the trauma he had faced while overseas.

I felt the tears well in my eyes for him, and the love swell more in my heart for his commitment he had continued to maintain for me over the years, and now for Tony.

He quietly made his way into the house, and was gone for what seemed a very long time. It unnerved me a bit, but when he emerged, relief hit me.

The Sherriff was sitting in the drive behind the car. Logan came from the house and over to the car to check on us.

"You alright baby?"

"Yeah, I'm, we're fine." I smiled, a weight lifting from my emotions. He patted the car door and walked away to where his friend stood waiting on him. They discussed something and he led the Sherriff back to where I sat in the car, opening the door and helping me out.

"Bella, you remember Jim?"

"Um, yes, I think I do. But it's been awhile." I smiled.

"Sure have grown up girl." He tipped his hat. I blushed.

"Yes, she sure has." Logan added as he took my hand. I was shaking and he noticed, "Baby you ok?" I shook my head yes, but I was still

unnerved. "What's going on Logan?" I asked, Jim looking at me. I felt a little strange calling him that in front of his friend, but he was no longer my dad, at least, not in my heart.

"It seems that my house has been trashed and Rebecca has taken off with her k**s and most of my shit."

I shook my head, thinking about my earlier words to her, and then looked back in the car at the baby. I blew my hair from my eyes and stepped closer to Logan.

Could it be this easy, her gone and me taking my place at his side like I so longed for. No, things don't fall in to place that easy for me.

I was distracted by his voice talking to Jim, then I eased past him to get Tony from the car. He had been in there so long, he must have needed changing by now. They walked into the house, turning on a few more lights as I followed, carrying Tony and the diaper bag.

"Well, looks like I get to play mommy after all." I whispered as I snuggled him into my chest. It felt good to have him there, it felt natural.

The house was trashed.

The furniture was destroyed, toppled over, and ripped to pieces. Food and garbage was strewn all over the kitchen and hallway. I stepped lightly through the rubbish to get back to my room, which was mostly intact. I thought for sure that would be the first thing that would have been destroyed.

The bed was tussled over and some of the pillows were slashed, but over all, it wasn't as bad as the kitchen or the living room.

I walked to the baby's room and found that most of his stuff was still there. I put him on the changing table, made quick work of his diaper, and dressed him in his PJ's.

I did double check his bed before I lay him in it, I didn't want it to collapse with him asleep. I kissed him gently and left him lay, going back to Logan. I was still leery after I put him down, but he seemed all right.

They were standing in the hallway assessing the master bedroom. It was completely demolished. The bed was gone, the walls were spray-painted, and I don't know what was all over the carpet. I stood listening to them talking.

As I did, I assessed the damage to the other rooms and the hallway. I couldn't believe someone could do so much damage in just a few hours.

The house was always so great. It was all wood, tongue and groove flooring, and beautiful cabin like décor. I always loved that house.

My room was huge, it had double doors that leading from the hallway, and it's own bathroom. I was still surprised that they didn't demolish everything inside of it. I thought about my clothes, hurried back down the hallway to the room, and swung open the closet.

"THAT BITCH!" I screamed. My clothes were torn to shreds and soaked with something that smelled awful, even my prom dress was destroyed. I heard Logan come into the room behind me.

"What's wrong Bella?"

"My clothes! My dresses! That Bitch!" I held up shreds of material that used to be my wardrobe. I thought it was a good thing that I didn't unpack all of my clothes while I was visiting and still had a suitcase in the trunk of my car.

"God baby, I'm so sorry. We'll get you some new clothes tomorrow. Right now, I think that we need to gather up what we can and go find a hotel for the night. We can't stay in this mess. Besides, she still has a key, and she may come back to do something worse."

"I agree." Jim spoke up as he entered the room, holding his radio in one hand, "I have called in the incident and they have patrol cars looking for her. We may not pick her up soon, but we may be able to catch her before she burns the place down." he jokingly grinned, knowing that didn't make us feel any more comfortable about the circumstances.

"Well, at this point in time, except for a few things that weren't destroyed, it might be a blessing if the house went up," he smiled, "You didn't hear me say that."

Jim nodded.

"Bella, gather up Tony, put him in your car, I'll take the truck. We'll find somewhere to go tonight. I'll call Steve, he can come pick up the bike and keep it at his house."

"I'm gonna write this up real quick and call back in." He shook Logan's hand, "Oh, yeah, Bella, You keep Logan here straight, he needs a good woman like you taking care of him, like you always have."

I grinned, and shook my head, clinging to Logan's arm. Jim walked out of the room and Logan turned to me. "Jim has always known the truth about me, your mom and you; he also knows how I feel about you, he has for a long time. He and I have been best friends since the day we shipped out. I told him all about us, so don't be afraid to say anything in front of him."

"Are you sure? I mean, I'm still not so sure about things myself at the moment."

"Baby, don't worry. We're together now, nothing is going to change that, not ever."

He took me in his arms and we kissed long and passionately. It was just the start to a long life with him that I had wanted so long ago.

After Steve picked up the bike, and Logan made sure that the baby and I were secure in the car, he walked to his truck and inspected it quickly, then got in and started it up. I backed from the drive way and then he did the same.

I followed him to a nice hotel that was on the outskirts of town. He knew someone that worked there and got us a nice suite. We parked the vehicles under the lights next to our door and he came to help me carry the baby inside and get us settled.

He had managed to get the playpen from the bedroom closet and bring it with us. I hadn't thought about that at all. He carried it into the room and spread it out, dr****g it with a few warm blankets and helping me put the baby inside.

He turned to me, taking me in his arms, "Baby, I know it's not much, but at least you'll be safe here."

"I will be? What about you?"

"I'm going to do some scouting. I'll be back later."

Trauma rode my expression; thoughts rode my mind of losing him just as I gained him.

"Don't worry, I won't be gone long. I'll bring back some things from the store. I have a key. I don't want you waiting up for me."

"Logan, I don't want to be here alone."

"I won't be gone that long, I promise. You'll be asleep before you know it. Look, Tony's already crashed." he turned back to me, "I'm glad he's comfortable with you Bella, I think you'll be a great mom."

'Wonderful' I thought, 'I get to be a mom and a new girlfriend in the same night. When do I get the sex and the steel hard stiff member that was pressed against me earlier?' I sighed deeply.

"Come on baby, I won't be gone but a little while, and I'll bring back something to eat when I do, and then, you can have me all you want."

"Please, don't be long and be extra carful."

He kissed me slowly, god I loved that kiss. I didn't want to let go. Our embrace finally broke and he slipped from my arms, "Don't worry. You have always worried over me so much."

Then he was gone.

He had brought the bag in from my car and a duffle bag of clothes for himself and sat them on the floor. I rummaged through my things, found a nice soft short nightgown, and headed for the shower.

The water was warm and felt good against my cool skin. I wanted so much for him to be in the shower with me and my fingers found their way to my swollen labia and clit. It was all could do to keep from fingering myself into a frenzy.

No, no, I don't want to do that tonight. I want to be with Logan, I want to feel him, his fingers, his lips, his love. I rinsed off, got out of the shower, and dried my body. I stood in front of the mirrors thinking about him and how he felt wrapped around me.

How wonderful it would feel to have him wrapped around me while I was naked. I decided that I would forgo the gown and slipped in-between the sheets naked, hoping that whatever ensued in the near future would be something that only dreams are made of.

I'm not sure what time it was when he returned, but I felt the warmth of his skin against mine and his arm wrap around my belly, pulling me into him. I wasn't quite awake when I spoke to him.

"Daddy?"

"Yes baby, it's me."

"Ok daddy." I slipped back into my slumber and dreamt of him. But it wasn't a dream. He was lying next to me, embracing me like I had always wanted. I realized that I was still calling him daddy, but he didn't seem to mind, in fact, it was so natural between us, it just stuck.

I later woke to Tony crying and got up to find Logan holding and feeding him. I sat in the bed with the sheet pulled up around me. Logan smiled at me as he rocked the baby.

"Just something I'm used to doing. I didn't want to wake you baby."

"Oh, no, it's fine. I just am not used to his cries and needs yet."

"Don't worry, I wouldn't expect you to be." he smiled as he finished feeding him and put him back in the playpen. "It's just something that I've been doing for awhile now. I hoped that we wouldn't wake you up. You were sleeping so well."

"I'm fine. Really." I glanced over at the clock, "Is it really 3 am?"

"Yeah, I guess it is." he slipped in the covers next to me, "are you sure you're alright with me being here next to you?"

"Yes, yes, its fine." I smiled, "I wouldn't want you anywhere else."

"Good, because I'm tired of being separated from you." He kissed me lightly as he took me in his arms.

He pulled me down to the bed with him and held me close sensing my anxiety. He cleared his throat before he spoke, propping himself up on his elbow to look at me, "It's a lot to take in isn't it?"

He must have known what I was thinking, I shook my head yes. He smiled, running his hand down my side and to my belly, I flinched I part because it tickled and part because I was suddenly uncomfortable. He withdrew his hand and put it against my back.

"I'm sorry, I'm just ..."

"Shhh. I don't think either of us is quite ready for that step yet." He pulled me closer to him, cuddling me softly.

"I have wanted to make love with you for so long, but I'm still so unsure." I whispered.

"It's fine. I don't want to push things between us. We have all the time in the world we need now baby."

"Thank you for understanding." I felt my face go flush, and snuggled into his chest, looking up at him.

"I've waited this long for you. I think I can wait a while longer." He kissed me lightly, holding me closer to him. "I love you Bella."

"I love you too Logan."

I was not a virgin when it came to toys and masturbation, but I had never physically been with a man. I think I had popped my own cherry with the many toys that had been part of my self-satisfaction rituals, but Honestly, I had never been with a man.

Not that I was nervous about being with him physically, but it was still a lot to sink in on the first night of the admission of our true feelings.

We soon slept, after some very intimate kissing and touching. It felt good to be with him that way, and I wasn't in any rush to have sex with him, even though I wanted to very much. I was still so very afraid this was just a fluke and I didn't want to be hurt in more ways than one.

We slept late, or at least I did. Logan woke me telling me he was going out to the truck, he had already fed the baby, and he was playing quietly. I couldn't believe how disoriented I was.

Everything happened so fast, and still, it was hardly anything. My heart raced when he kissed me and whispered he loved me. I fell back onto the pillows and beat myself up for not making love to him earlier that morning.

But I was still so scared and didn't know if it was all real, or I was just in some kind of daze and imaginary world I had made up one lonely night at home and hadn't woke up yet.

He came back as I was walking out of the bathroom. I was still naked and stood silhouetted by the light behind me when he walked in the room. I could see him smile as he closed the door behind him. I felt a rush in my stomach and my cheeks get hot.

I brushed my hair from my shoulder and pretended to stretch a little bit, enhancing my large breasts. I may not have been mentally ready to have my first sexual encounter with him, but my body sure admitted it was.

He approached me and took me in his arms, "god baby, you look so beautiful."

"Thank you." I whispered, laying myself against his chest, taking a deep breath as I did. I looked up at him, "Logan, I'm sorry about this morning. I'm just, I'm scared it's not real, and I don't want to get hurt."

He brushed my hair from my face and trailed it down to where it stopped at the small of my back. "I understand Bella. I'm not going to push you into anything. Like I told you, I have waited this long, I can wait till you are ready for that to happen."

"I want it to happen. I have wanted it to happen for so long. But I want it to be us, to be something special when you take that from me."

He looked at me a little amazed. I could see him looking for the words. I told him the truth.

"I'm still a virgin. Ok, maybe not 100%, but considering I have never been sexually intimate with a man, as far as being a virgin goes, I am." I shot him an unnerved smile, hoping he would understand what I just said.

"My baby girl is still pure?"

"Well, almost. I mean," I felt myself turn a thousand shades of red, but I was going to be open with him, "I have used toys, and fingers and... well you get the picture. But I have never been physically or sexually active with a male."

I took a deep breath and watching his eyes. They carried amazement and he seemed a bit taken aback by my words. "Logan, I held myself out for you all these years. I never loved another man because I loved you. I wanted to save myself for you, and I did. Well, with the exception of a few dildos and my fingering frenzies."

"God baby girl, that's so hot!" he pulled away from me, holding my shoulders, grazing my body with his eyes, "You've never had a man touch you or give you a cunnling or anything?"

"No, nothing beyond a kiss and hugs. And until I knew I couldn't have you, I was going to stay that way, because I love you."

"Oh baby. God that's so beautiful. I don't know what to say."

"Please, just be patient with me. I'm so scared that this is all a dream and I'll wake up later in my apartment, alone, with my vibe laying dead next to my leg." I giggled nervously.

"No baby, it's not a dream. It's real. And I'm yours whenever you are ready for me."

"Thank you Logan." I cuddled into him, my breast caressing his chest through his open shirt. God I wanted to lay down with him then at there, but Tony was awake and I knew we would be distracted or something would go awry.

"Bella?"

"Yes?"

"I have something very important to do. Will you mind keeping Tony for a while? I won't be gone but a little while. Oh, can I use your car?"

"Well, yeah, I guess. I mean, sure."

"

I'll leave you the truck keys, incase." He handed me his keys after digging them from his pocket. "I just have to run some where and pick something up. Then when I get back, we'll talk about what were going to do about living arrangements."

"Living arrangements?"

"Yeah, I mean," he stopped, and looked nervously at me, "Do you think it would be ok if I came to your place and stayed until I can get decide what to do about the house? Work won't be a problem, I have my laptop, I can work from there. Besides, I want to be with you. I mean, if that's ok."

"Oh god yes! I would love for you and Tony to be there with me. I have plenty of room. Well, you know that daddy, you've been there." I caught myself and apologized.

"You can call me daddy any time you like baby. I'm used to it, and besides, it can mean something totally different between us now."

"Are you sure, I mean, I'll try not to do that in public, or..."

He put his lips to mine and kissed me long and lovingly. I pushed up into him and gave into my temptation of letting him make love to me. I was coaxing his hands down my body towards my wetness, letting him feel of my hungry, swollen love.

He gently slipped his fingers in-between my lips and teased my protruding clit, allowing my juices to lubricate his motions. I was writhing with heat and pumping into him, wanting him to go faster.

His kisses were harder and ravishing. He spoke thorough crushed lips to me, "You keep this up baby, ummm, I won't be able to hold myself, fuck... god your wet!"

He fingered me deep and I was to the point of begging him to bed me when his cell phone rang. He eased up a bit, but not enough to leave me hanging. The phone stopped ringing and he picked me up, laying me on the bed.

I was panting hard and spread my legs, offering myself to him. I was ready, my pussy was hot and wanting of him, I wanted him. He slipped down to me, kissing me softly. He had already taken off his shirt and was undoing his jeans.

"Baby girl, are you sure, are you ready for this?"

"Yes daddy, yes. I'm ready." I pushed up to him, bumping his thigh with my wetness. He kissed me and I felt his hardness brush across my belly as he positioned himself over me. It thrilled me and I felt my heart exploding in my chest as it pumped furiously.

He let his fingers find my wetness again and primed himself up by rubbing the head of his steel hardness in-between my lips. I watched him watching me. Our eyes locked on each other.

"I love you Anabella. I love you baby."

"I love you too Logan."

He slipped slowly and deep inside of me. It felt like ten-thousand needles piercing my body when he pushed into me. I gasped loudly and he quickly withdrew himself.

"Baby, did I hurt you?"

"No, no. I'm fine, I'm..." it was so overwhelming.

"I'll stop if you want me too."

"No. Don't stop!" I desperately whispered.

He kissed me softly and reentered me, slower this time. He pumped lightly and I spread myself wider to allow him deeper. He quickened his pace, bringing me up to him, wrapping his arms around me and holding me tightly to him, whispering love and heated words to me.

I bucked to meet his pace and felt my muscles tighten around him as he slid in and out of me. I was about to explode when his cell phone rang again. He let it stop, slowed his pace and then started picking back up again when it went off again.

"FUCK!" he looked at me, "baby?"

"You might as well answer it." I pointed over to where it lay, sighing.

"I'm sorry baby." he was going limp now, and slid away from me, grabbing the phone. It rang again and he answered it in a rage. I rolled to my side and covered up, catching my breath, allowing tears to stream down my cheeks. I didn't know if they were from exhaustion, relief, or humiliation.

Logan cussed at whoever was on the other side of the phone and then hung it up, tossing it back on the nightstand. He rolled over to me, gathering me up to him, looking at me.

"Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?"

"No. I'm fine. I just, I don't know. I'm emotionally spent I guess."

"Oh Bella, my baby, I'm so sorry. Maybe we should have waited."

"No, daddy, I didn't want to wait any more. I just thought my first time wouldn't have been so complicated."

"Complicated?"

"Ok, interrupted."

"I can understand that." he kissed me, "so, let's just pretend this didn't happen. Or chalk it up to a 'dry run'. I mean, like a practice run. Like it doesn't really count."

I giggled, "You're only trying to make me feel better. I know that the first time hurts or sucks badly anyway."

"Anabella, I wanted our first time to be the most memorable moment of your life."

"It will defiantly be that." I shot him a cheesy smile.

"Oh baby, don't say it like that." he kissed my cheek. "I'll make it up to you. After all this is calm, we'll go somewhere and be alone, just the two of us. And I'll have the pleasure of making love to you the way I want to. The way you deserve to be made love to."

He wrapped around me, kissed my tears away from my cheeks and brushed my hair like he always did. We lay there quietly until his phone rang again. He rolled his eyes and retrieved the phone again.

"Hello...yeah, alright, I'll be there in twenty minutes...are you sure it's ready...it's going to fit right... I don't want to have to bring it back... it's important that...alright... bye."

He clicked the phone shut and kissed me, "baby..."

"I know, you have to go." I rolled my eyes, thinking somewhere in the back of my mind that this was already so complicated. "So, I think I'll get a shower and maybe Tony and I'll go out to the pool."

"That sounds like a good idea." he slid away from me. I rolled from the bed.

"Logan, where are you going?"

"To pick up something important."

"Oh, ok."

He zipped his jeans and slid on his shirt, I walked past him towards the bathroom when he grabbed my arm and pulled me back to him.

"I'm going to...baby I want to...you'll see when I get back baby." he held me and kissed me, seeming apprehensive about something.

"Then you better get going so you can get back. My keys are by my purse."

"I'll be back in an hour or less." he whispered in-between kisses.

"We'll be here." I smiled softly.

He kissed me once more and walked towards the door, grabbing the car keys as he did, "Baby, Anabella."

"Yeah?"

"I love you very much. You are my world, my love."

"I love you too Logan. Be careful."

He nodded and walked out the door. I checked on the baby, who was sleeping soundly, before I got into a quick shower.

I got out and found a nice soft sundress, slipping it on with a pair of lacy panties. I suddenly felt light headed and realized that I hadn't eaten anything, and then rummaged through the cooler that Logan had brought back with him earlier.

There was some baby food, some yogurt and some fresh fruit. I ate a banana and some of the yogurt and lay back on the bed thinking about earlier.

That was not my intended way to make love to him. Maybe it just wasn't meant to be after all. The tears slid from my eyes. Even if it didn't work out the way I had always dreamed, my first time was with the man I wanted it to be with and that I loved.

Tony and I went out to sit by the pool. Being early spring, the weather was cool, but it was pleasant, and it was sure better than sitting locked inside the dark room. I even thought about getting in the water with him, but wasn't sure.

We sat out there on the patio for a bit and then I decided it was warm enough to try the water. I took him inside, changed him into a pull up, found myself a suitable pair of shorts and top since I didn't have a swimsuit.

We went back out and eased into the water, sitting on the steps. He clung to me hard at first until his body adjusted to the water and then he splashed around.

An older couple came out to the patio and laid their stuff on some chairs. The gentleman got into the pool and his wife sat, reading. Soon she was chatting with me about Tony.

"What a pleasant c***d you have. And such beautiful eyes."

"He has his father's eyes. He looks like his daddy."

"Oh, yes." As if she knew Logan.

Tony splashed, starting me. "OH! Anthony!"

"What a lovely name. Your husband must be very proud."

I looked down at Tony, "Yes, daddy is very proud of both of us."

"Is he the tall, strapping young man who has lovely dark hair and beautiful eyes of smoke gray?"

"That sounds like daddy." I caught myself, but thought it didn't matter.

"I bet it was your husband who helped me with my luggage last night, and this morning with my breakfast. I always have problems with those new microwaves."

"Ma'am, I don't know. Logan is quite tall, and well built."

"Well, it sure sounds like him." She pointed to the end of the patio just outside of its gate. "Is that him standing there?"

"Yes ma'am, that would be daddy." I shuddered. I had to watch myself about that.

She giggled, and I knew she understood that I was just referring him to that for Tony's sake. Thank God!

"He is defiantly handsome." she smiled.

"Yes, yes he is." I felt my insides go warm.

Logan walked to the edge of the pool where we sat and crouched down, "I'm glad to see you outside baby. Are you feeling better?"

"Yes. Yes we are."

"No Bella, are you feeling better?"

"Yes. I am." I smiled, "Yes, but this morning was so, unexpected."

"I promise to make it up to you." He whispered.

"I guess we need to be getting out now. I think we've about had enough sun for awhile."

I handed Tony up to him and he wrapped him in the towel. Then I got out, standing at the pool edge letting the water drain from my clothes. Logan handed me the other towel and I wrapped it around me.

My frame is thick, so small towels do not cover me completely. My nipples were hard against the coolness of my shirt and stuck out prominently. He smiled looking at me.

"Baby, god you're gorgeous." I beamed, holding my arms out to take Tony back. "Uh-uh, you've done enough for now, it's my turn."

"Such a wonderful man you have there." the elderly lady replied.

I thanked her and so did Logan. She made a comment to him and he spoke with her briefly and then walked to me, taking my hand and leading us back to the room.

He helped us inside and closed the door, then took Tony into the bathroom and gave him a quick bath, allowing me to get my clothes off and wring them out in the sink. He dried off and dressed Tony, giving him some toys to play with in the playpen.

I felt relieved when the warmth of the shower over took my body, but I wasn't expecting the warmth of Logan's hands wrapping around me.

"Hi baby." He whispered in my ear, kissing down my neck.

"Hi." I leaned into him, letting his hands wander my body. God it felt good to have him touch me. He lingered at my breast and nipples, gently pinching them and caressing them, bringing them hard as he squeezed them. My head rested against his shoulder and his breath quickened, hot against my cheek.

"Bella, I want to make love to you baby. I want to make up for this morning."

"I do too. I'm sorry that..."

"No baby, I'm sorry. I should have turned off the phone. You're more important to me than that damn thing."

I felt his hardness against my butt, it's stiffness easing between my cheeks. I wanted to feel him deep inside of me again. I realized that his fingers were tracing my bellybutton and trailing down further, caressing my well trimmed patch.

He eased them between the top of my lips, tantalizing my love button, and collecting it in his fingers. He gently rolled it and I moaned pleasurably. The water caressed us both as he taunted me. I put my hand down over his and guided him where I wanted him to be.

He growled with a****l intent and forced his fingers deep inside of my body. I arched to meet him and my hand slipped back up to his arm, pumping along with his motions.

"Oh Logan, uh... oh yes." I whispered with heated emotion.

"Yes baby, come for me." his fingers worked furiously inside me.

I felt the heat build and was close to exploding. He pushed two more fingers inside of me and flicked at my clit with his thumb. I had forgotten how experienced he was, since being with a man was new to me. The things I did to myself were nowhere near as compelling.

It didn't take much longer for him to get me where he wanted me and I felt myself gush, something I had never had happen before. I screamed out and he muffled my cries with his mouth, fiercely kissing me. I withered in his arms as he caressed my swollen lips, bringing me from my high.

He turned off the water and picked me up, carrying me from the shower to the bed. He dried me off and left me withering from his touch. He checked on Tony before lying next to me.

His voice was soft, his eyes full of love and desire. He caressed my face and kissed me.

"Are you alright?" All I could do was pant and nod. He smiled at his conquest. "I want to make love to you one step at a time. Slowly and passionately. I don't want it to be like this morning, rushed and interrupted."

I shook my head in understanding. "Logan, you can make love to me any way you want."

"I want to make love to you the rest of my life. I want to be with you till my death. I love you Bella."

"I love you Logan. I want to be with you forever. Just like I have been all my life."

He moved away and collected something from the pocket of his jeans, bringing it back to me. He sat up on the bed and held a small box in his hand.

"Baby, I know it's a bit unconventional, and probably not exactly what you dreamt of, but our life has never been typical."

"No, it never has." I smiled, curious as to what he was up to.

He took my hand and held it in his, placing the small velvet box in my palm. His words were soft, emotionally breaking as he spoke, he was to the point of tears, "Anabella. Will you be my wife?"

He opened the box to reveal a beautiful White Gold band with a Pink Sapphire and Diamonds. I almost passed out. He held my hand and turned it so he could place the ring on my finger. I was shaking so badly that he could hardly get it on. I held my hand in his in total awe of what was happening.

"Bella? Baby?" I looked into his eyes, making sure it wasn't a joke.

"Yes! I would love to be your wife!" I sat up and threw my arms around him, tears streaming from my face.

"I figured there was no reason to wait any longer. I've waited six years too long. It's not like we haven't known each other forever."

"I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything baby. Yes was all I wanted to hear."

I drew away from him, he brushed the tears away, gently kissing me.

There were no more interruptions that day. We agreed that we would take our love making sessions slow and one-step at a time being that we wanted to enjoy each other's full pleasure and with everything else going it, it may be best at the time.

We went shopping for some new clothes and a swimsuit. After dinner, we played in the pool and rested quietly in the room. The night was calm. We played with Tony, and then got him to sleep. It wasn't long before I was asleep in Logan's arms.

The next day, we decided that we would drive down to see Grammy and tell her what was going on. On the drive down we stopped for lunch and the waitress commented on how wonderful Tony acted. Needless to say, Logan was pleased.

We continued our drive to the coast and took the scenic route to grandmas. I thought about that and inquired as to what he was going to tell her about our new situation.

"It's going to be hard to explain the ring on my finger when she asks. And what happens in a few years when we show up and my 'husband' isn't with me..." I laughed, "What happens when Anthony starts calling me mommy in front of her? Or I get pregnant and..."

"Stop worrying. Everything will be fine."

We came to a halt in the driveway of a grand old southern home. I had enjoyed spending time there during the summers and knew every hiding place it had. We got out of the car and I carried Anthony to the steps, "Look, grandma's got a great place to run. See the porch, it wraps all around the house."

Logan looked back at me, I think he remembered that time when I fell off the steps running from my cousin. I was sixteen and had just gotten my drivers license. My cousin was chasing me around the porch because I had taken his keys to his Mazda RX-7 so that he would let me drive it.

When Wayne caught up with me, he pushed me off the steps and I fell, cutting my leg and scr****g up my knee really bad. Daddy rushed over to me and picked me up, carrying me inside and taking care of my injury. I remember the love that was in his eyes even then. His voice brought me back to the present.

"Baby, you ok?"

"Yeah, I was just thinking about something."

"Does your leg ever hurt?"

"Sometimes. But you did a great job bandaging it up."

"Anything for my baby girl." He held out his hand and I took it, allowing him to pull me into him. He kissed me before we went inside. "I love you Anabella."

"I love you."

We walked into the house and through the living room. You have to remember, this house is huge, old antebellum home. We said our hellos and I took Tony and walked away.

Logan was talking to Grammy through the doorway of the kitchen, "Mom, I need to know if you can keep Anthony for a few days till I can get the house cleaned up and the locks changed so she doesn't come back and destroy it any more." He looked across the room at me and then back at her.

"I can, but what about Bell?"

"I have to leave in a few days. I have to get back to work. I only have a month left before I take the new job." I said, walking back towards that side of the room.

She came from the kitchen and looked at me funny, "New job?"

Logan cleared his throat, "She's taken a new job in Colorado Springs." I could feel the angst in his voice. I mouthed his name and I thought we agreed on this. He nodded.

Anthony came to me, pulling on my leg, "momma."

I bent down and picked him up, he yawned and snuggled into my chest and shoulder.

I kissed him lightly on the head and rocked him, feeling my heartbeat quicken with a burst of love for him. "I love you too Tony." I whispered to him.

"Logan, are you sure that he'll be alright with me. It seems that he's quite comfortable with Bella."

"I just think that all of this is a bit much for her right now. I need to get the house in order and I think that things will move quicker if we don't have to worry about the baby."

"I don't mind watching him." I went to the rocker and sat down with him, he was almost asleep.

Logan turned back to me, "I don't want you two stuck in the hotel while I'm spending my time cleaning up that mess. I don't want you to feel locked away in that small box."

"Bella, maybe it is best that I keep him for a few days. Perhaps Logan is right, it is a bit much for you two to adjust to so quickly."

"I'm fine mom, I just don't want Bella to feel pressured."

"I wasn't talking to you. I was talking about Bell and Tony."

"I think we're good together. I just have to learn how to listen to him better." I kissed him gently on the cheek. I thought he smiled at me.

"You seem very good for him. A hell of a lot better than his mother, that's for sure."

"I have an appointment with my lawyer in a few days, he's going to start the custody paperwork. As soon as Bella leaves, I'm going to come back and stay another night or two until he and I can get things in order, than I'm taking Tony and we're going to her place."

"Do you think that's a wise idea?"

"I don't see a problem with that. They won't be in the way." Logan took Tony from me and laid him on the sofa. "There's nothing for Tony to get into, and I'm sure that we can handle the confines of the apartment."

"Logan, what about the house?"

"If it's still standing when we get back, and I get it cleaned up, I'm going to make arrangements to sell it."

He shrugged, "No sense in keeping it if we're not here. Besides, there's too many bad memories for us there now. I want to start new with my family."

He walked over to me and took me in his arms, kissing me softly. I felt a bit ashamed of myself, but I finally had the man I loved in my arms, and I wasn't letting go. Grammy either didn't see or didn't care because she said nothing.

"Gather up Tony's things. But Logan, if I can't get him to rest, I'm calling you to come and get him."

"That's fine mom. I'll tell you what, just keep him tonight, give me and Bella a chance to go back to the house and straighten out some things. If I have to drive back down here and get him tonight, we'll just stay here."

"Logan, why don't I stay here with him and you go back?"

"Baby," he whispered, "It will give us some time alone at the hotel."

I looked at him, I knew he wanted to spend some time like that, but with everything going on, I just didn't feel comfortable leaving the baby. I don't know, call it my sixth sense.

"Besides, how am I going to drive your car and my truck back here?"

"Yeah, your right. I didn't think about that."

"Anthony will be fine here with us. You two need to head back before it gets too dark."

"We'll go shortly. I'm going to go out to the barn and find dad, let him know."

"He's probably out by the pond this time of day."

Logan nodded and walked me out the back door with him. He took me in his arms and kissed me heavily. I felt like a little girl hiding from her parents.

"I wanted to spend the night making love to you with out the worry of Anthony, baby."

"I understand, but something doesn't feel right about all this. I'm just not comfortable with leaving him here. Besides, we can still be together, even with him there. We just have to be a bit quieter." I hinted, smiling broadly.

"Do you really think that something could happen to him?"

"No. But... I don't know. Maybe I'm getting used to having him around. I mean, I have been taking care of him practically this whole week that I have been here."

"I know. That's why I thought you might need the break from him, and give us some alone time. We won't get much of that in a few years with him getting older and our other k**s around the house."

"I know. But my heart tells me not to leave him here."

"Let me go talk to dad for a bit, and then if you still feel that way, we'll take him back with us tonight."

I shook my head yes and he kissed me long and loving again. He walked away and I watched him until he was out of sight. I returned to the house and went over to the couch where Anthony lay.

I stroked his cheek and thought about how this could have been our son. I smiled, because after all, he was going to be, even if I didn't give birth to him.

The evening was growing later and Tony was up and playing on the floor, Grammy watching over him. When he woke, I changed and fed him, then played with him for a little while before seeking out Logan, who I found him wandering around the yard. Poppy had returned to the house to clean up before supper.

I walked out to Logan and put my arms around his waist, we stood adjacent to an ancient oak that had survived many lifetimes of hurricanes and southern weather.

"I remember you always loved being under that tree at night after you caught the lighting bugs.

"I got my first kiss under that tree." I smiled, thinking about that night. The look on his face said so much.

I had to silently laugh and egged him on, "oh yes, it was wonderful. Jason knew exactly how to hold me to him, and his mouth was so soft. He had lots of experience!"

I could see the anger and jealously build in his expression. It was evident when he spoke, "Jason? Jason Ladner? He's ten years older than you Bella!"

"Yeah, he sure is." I just giggled, pulling away from him, still holding his hand.

Daddy's tone was very upset. "How long ago did this happen?"

"Um, let me see, I'm 24 now, so about eight years ago."

"YOU MEAN TO TELL ME YOU WERE KISSING HIM AND HE WAS 26 YEARS OLD!"

"Yep." I stated and turned, walking away.

"My God Bella! You were too young for him to be doing that to you."

I turned back to him, "And you were too busy with Rebecca to notice anything I did then. So I did what I wanted." I crossed my arms and leaned against the railing of the fence.

"Touché." His anger faded.

"It was on a dare. I wanted to learn how to kiss and he was the best choice."

"WHAT?"

"I wanted to know what it was like to kiss a man. And since I couldn't kiss the man I was in love with, I dared him to kiss me. He taught me a lot about kissing. He was willing to teach me a lot more too." I flashed a devilish smile at him. I could see he was very upset still.

I decided to ease the pangs, "Yeah, he said anytime I wanted to learn more, he would be willing to teach me. I told him that was ok, because I had my mind set on someone else, but he still liked kissing me." I walked back to daddy and took his hands, wrapping them around me, "But those kisses have nothing on the kisses that I get from the man I fell in love with." I stretched up to quickly kiss him.

He smiled after a bit. "Don't be jealous daddy. Learning to kiss Jason just meant that I had learned how to kiss you." I pushed up into him and brushed his lips, flicking my tongue at the little heart shaped spot on his top lip.

He crashed into me and let his tongue take over in my mouth, wrestling with me. His arms overtook my body and squeeze me into him.

"God Bella, I want to make love to you under that tree in the grass." he spoke hastily in between breaths of our kiss.

"Yes, make love to me here. Make love to me Logan, here where I always dreamt of being with you." my voice seductive and loving.

He picked me up and carried me to the grass just under the old oak. It was soft and damp with the evening dew and felt good against my skin. He pulled off his long-sleeve shirt and lay it down so I could lay on it, and then removed his t-shirt and undid his jeans. I ran my hands over his chest and he shuddered.

"Are you cold?" I asked.

"No baby, you just give me chills when you do that." he spoke softly, smiling.

He helped me remove my shirt and I shimmied out of my pants. I had wanted this for years and I wasn't going to waist time on him undressing me.

I lay there naked under the full moon light waiting on him to take me.

"Anabella, you're so beautiful." he said, kissing me and moving himself over my body.

I spread my legs before him, offering myself to him as I had before, only this time, I knew I was physically and mentally ready for him. I felt his hardness against my belly and softly pushed up to him.

I wanted him to take his time, but I wanted him to know how much I wanted this. I craved him and his touch.

He kissed down my body, nursing at each of my hardened nipples, flicking them with his tongue. I moaned in ecstasy as I had never felt these feelings. His fingers found my wetness and entangled themselves with in my swollen labia, pushing softly against my clit.

I pumped up into him, wanting to feel his fingers inside of me again. My moans were deeper as he touched me.

His lips met mine again and the kiss was different, it was heated and a****l like. He bit at me and lapped my lips and tongue, ravaging my mouth.

"I want to do that somewhere else baby." He looked at me intently. I nodded yes. He slowly progressed down my body, sliding down between my thighs. I couldn't tell you the feelings my body went through when he pursed his heated lips against my swells.

I jolted and bucked into his mouth. He put his hands on my legs and spread my lips with his thumbs taking advantage of every inch of my womanhood.

His tongue darted in and o